07年“高級(jí)英語(yǔ)”課文逐句翻譯（10）

　　lesson11-13

　　談睡眠

　　Lesson Eleven 　On Getting off to Sleep

　　人真是充滿矛盾?。?毫無(wú)疑問(wèn)，幽默是惟一幫助我們擺脫矛盾的辦法，要是沒(méi)有它，我們就會(huì)死于煩惱。

　　What a bundle of contradictions is a man！ Surety， humour is the saving grace of us， for without it we should die of vexation.

　　在我看來(lái)，沒(méi)有什么比睡眠更能說(shuō)明事物間的矛盾。

　　With me， nothing illustrates the contrariness of things better than the matter of sleep.

　　比如，我打算寫(xiě)一篇文章，面前放好了筆、墨和幾張白紙，準(zhǔn)保沒(méi)寫(xiě)幾個(gè)字我就會(huì)困得要命，無(wú)論當(dāng)時(shí)是幾點(diǎn)都會(huì)那樣。

　　If， for example， my intention is to write an essay， and 1 have before me ink and pens and several sheets of virgin paper， you may depend upon it that before I have gone very far I feel an overpowering desire for sleep， no matter what time of the day it is.

　　我瞪著那似乎在譴責(zé)我的白紙，直到眼前一片模糊，聲音也難以辨清，只有靠意志力才能勉強(qiáng)堅(jiān)持。

　　I stare at the reproachfully blank paper until sights and sounds become dim and confused， and it is only by an effort of will that I can continue at all.

　　即使這時(shí)，我也會(huì)迷迷糊糊地像在做夢(mèng)一樣繼續(xù)堅(jiān)持工作。

　　Even then， I proceed half-heartedly， in a kind of dream.

　　但是當(dāng)深夜躺在床上，我什么事都能干，只有睡覺(jué)無(wú)法做到。

　　But let me be between the sheets at a late hour， and I can do any-thing but sleep.

　　隨著時(shí)鐘一遍一遍的報(bào)時(shí)，我可以完成大量的文章。

　　Between chime and chime of the clock I can write essays by the score.

　　極有吸引力的主題和崇高的思想紛紛出現(xiàn)在腦海，隨之而來(lái)的還有恰如其分的意象和措辭。

　　Fascinating subjects and noble ideas come pell-mell， each with its appropriate imagery and expression.

　　除了筆、墨和紙，什么也不能阻止我寫(xiě)出半打不朽的杰作。

　　Nothing stands between me and half-a-dozen imperishable masterpieces but pens， ink， and paper.

　　如果，我們的思想和主觀意象對(duì)于來(lái)世的人來(lái)說(shuō)真的就像我們的書(shū)本和圖片一樣是有形的、摸得著的，那么我在來(lái)世會(huì)比在今生獲得更高的聲譽(yù)。

　　If it be true that our thoughts and mental images are perfectly tangible things， like our books and pictures， to the inhabitants of the next world， then I am making for myself a better reputation there than I am in this place.

　　只要我躺在床上有一兩個(gè)小時(shí)睡不著覺(jué)，我就能令自己滿意地解決人類一切的疑慮。

　　Give me a restless hour or two in bed and I can solve， to my own satisfaction， all the doubts of humanity.

　　如果我有興致的話，我可以譜寫(xiě)出宏偉的交響樂(lè)，描繪出壯麗的畫(huà)卷。

　　When I am in the humour I can compose grand symphonies， and paint magnificent pictures.

　　我就是莎士比亞、貝多芬和米開(kāi)朗基羅。但這一切仍無(wú)法令我滿意，因?yàn)槲疫€是無(wú)法入睡。

　　I am， at once， Shakespeare， Beethoven， and Michael Angelo； yet it gives me no satisfaction； for the one thing I cannot do is to go to sleep.

　　一旦到了上床睡覺(jué)時(shí)間，五個(gè)攝取知識(shí)的港口就要關(guān)閉的時(shí)候，我認(rèn)識(shí)的大多數(shù)人似乎都能很容易就忘卻了他們?cè)趬m世的作用，很快進(jìn)入夢(mèng)鄉(xiāng)，而我卻不能。

　　Once in bed， when it is time to close the five ports of knowledge， most folks I know seem to find no difficulty in plunging their earthly parts into oblivion.

　　對(duì)我來(lái)說(shuō)，睡眼就像一個(gè)忸怩羞怯的情婦，喜歡反復(fù)無(wú)常地挑逗男人，讓男人不停地向她求愛(ài)——“惟恐讓男人得的太容易而顯得自己身價(jià)太低?！?/p>

　　It is not so with me， to whom sleep is a coy mistress， much given to a teasing inconsistency and for ever demanding to be wooed —“l(fā)est too light winning make the prize light”。

　　我曾詫異地讀過(guò)一些大肆吹捧那些好戰(zhàn)的超人、世界和平的巨大威脅者，諸如克倫威爾、拿破侖之類的文章，文章里說(shuō)他們“鋼鐵般的意志”使他們一躺下就能熟睡，并在某一特定時(shí)間醒來(lái)，精神抖擻。

　　I used to read， with wonder， those sycophantic stories of the warlike supermen， the great troublers of the world''s peace， Cromwell， Napoleon， and the like， who， thanks to their “iron wills”， could lie down and plunge themselves immediately into deep sleep， to wake up， refreshed， at a given time.

　　這些故事給了我很大的震動(dòng)，我決心像他們那樣做。于是上床后，我就緊咬牙關(guān)，在黑暗中盡可能顯得意志堅(jiān)定，命令睡眠立刻到來(lái)。

　　Taking these fables to heart， I would resolve to do likewise， and， going to bed， would clench my teeth， look as determined as possible in the darkness， and command the immediate presence of sleep.

　　但是，天哪 ！高度集中的精力讓我比任何時(shí)候都清醒，我不得不在折磨人的失眠中捱過(guò)幾個(gè)鐘頭。

　　But alas！ The very act of concentration seemed to make me more wakeful than ever， and I would pass hours in tormenting sleeplessness.

　　我忽略了擁有“鋼鐵般意志”的必要性，我自己的意志力中很少或干脆沒(méi)有這種特殊的金屬性質(zhì)。

　　I had overlooked the necessity of having an “iron will”， my own powers of will having little or none of this peculiar metallic quality.

　　但是同這些具有鋼鐵般意志的人生活在一起會(huì)是多么不舒服??！

　　But how uncomfortable it must have been living with these ironwilled folks！

　　誰(shuí)愿意勸告他們，與他們爭(zhēng)辯呢？

　　Who would want to remonstrate and argue with them？

　　那還不如用大鐵錘打鐵砧。

　　It would be worse than beating an anvil with a sledge hammer.

　　我承認(rèn)我一直懷疑那些夸耀自己一上床就能睡著的人——那些“頭一沾枕頭就睡著”的家伙們。

　　I must confess that I always suspect the men who boast that they unvaryingly fall asleep as soon as they get into bed — those “as soon as my head touches the pillow” fellows.

　　我覺(jué)得這種習(xí)慣中有某種不近人情的、冷酷的、麻木的東西。

　　To me， there is something inhuman， something callous and almost bovine， in the practice.

　　我對(duì)這種人對(duì)較高級(jí)事物的鑒賞力表示懷疑。

　　I suspect their taste in higher matters.

　　拋開(kāi)鋼鐵般意志不談，那種把他清醒時(shí)的感覺(jué)及思想隨同衣服拋在一邊，并完全無(wú)視那些有時(shí)會(huì)從十年前隱藏的記憶中跳出來(lái)回憶和幻想的人，一定缺乏人類的同情心和造詣深度。

　　Iron wills apart， there must be a lack of human sympathy or depth in a man who can thus throw off， with his clothes， his waking feelings and thoughts， and ignore completely those memories and fancies which

　　……will sometimes leap，

　　From hiding-places ten years deep.

　　與這種人同住一室會(huì)使人對(duì)人性喪失信心，因?yàn)榧词故亲钪匾囊惶?，同這種人也無(wú)法溝通交流，也沒(méi)有什么午夜的密談，更沒(méi)有一同商議一天的痛苦和快樂(lè)究竟有多少。

　　To share a bedroom with one of these fellows is to lose one''s faith in human nature， for， even after the most eventful day， there is no comparing notes with them， no midnight confidence， no casting up the balance of the day''s pleasure and pain.

　　他們很快就進(jìn)入了愚蠢的熟睡中，留下你一人在心里折騰，而且他們還都鼾聲如雷，十分討厭。

　　They sink， at once， into stupid， heavy slumber， leaving you to your own mental devices. And they all snore abominably！

　　人工催眠的方法多不勝舉，惟一的相同之處就是都不管用。

　　The artificial ways of inducing sleep are legion， and are only alike in their ineffectuality

　　在《拉文格羅》（或者是《吉卜賽男人》）一書(shū)中有一個(gè)無(wú)可救藥的人，患有失眠癥，他發(fā)現(xiàn)華爾華斯的一卷詩(shī)集是惟一有效的催眠劑，但那只不過(guò)是伯羅的惡作劇而已。

　　In Lavengro （or is it Romany Rye？） there is an impossible character， a victim of insomnia， who finds that a volume of Wordsworth''s poems is the only sure soporific； but that was Borrow s malice.

　　那個(gè)有名的數(shù)跳過(guò)籬笆墻臺(tái)階的山羊的老辦法對(duì)我從來(lái)都不起作用。

　　The famous old plan of counting sheep jumping over a stile has never served my turn.

　　我在想像中牧羊，一直想到它們不知怎地都變成了白熊和藍(lán)豬。我倒想看看哪個(gè)有理智的人能在趕著一群天藍(lán)色的豬的時(shí)候進(jìn)入夢(mèng)鄉(xiāng)。

　　I have herded imaginary sheep until they insisted on turning themsel