ANTONIO In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:
It wearies me; you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
That I have much ado to know myself.
SALARINO Your mind is tossing on the ocean;
There, where your argosies with portly sail,
Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood, 10
Or, as it were, the pageants of the sea,
Do overpeer the petty traffickers,
That curtsy to them, do them reverence,
As they fly by them with their woven wings.
SALANIO Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth,
The better part of my affections would
Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still
Plucking the grass, to know where sits the wind,
Peering in maps for ports and piers and roads;
And every object that might make me fear 20
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.
SALARINO My wind cooling my broth
Would blow me to an ague, when I thought
What harm a wind too great at sea might do.
I should not see the sandy hour-glass run,
But I should think of shallows and of flats,
And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand,
Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs
To kiss her burial. Should I go to church 30
And see the holy edifice of stone,
And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,
Which touching but my gentle vessel's side,
Would scatter all her spices on the stream,
Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks,
And, in a word, but even now worth this,
And now worth nothing? Shall I have the thought
To think on this, and shall I lack the thought
That such a thing bechanced would make me sad?
But tell not me; I know, Antonio
Is sad to think upon his merchandise. 40
(选自《威尼斯商人》第一幕第一场)
朱生豪 译:
安东尼奥 真的,我不知道我为什么这样闷闷不乐。你们说你们见我这样子,心里觉得很厌烦,其实我自己也觉得很厌烦呢;可是我怎样会让忧愁沾上身,这种忧愁究竟是怎么一种东西,它是从什么地方产生的,我却全不知道;忧愁已经使我变成了一个傻子,我简直有点自己不了解自己了。
萨拉里诺 您的心是跟着您那些扯着满帆的大船在海洋上簸荡着呢;它们就像水上的达官富绅,炫示着它们的豪华,那些小商船向它们点头敬礼,它们却睬也不睬,凌风直驶。
萨莱尼奥 相信我,老兄,要是我也有这么一笔买卖在外洋,我一定要用大部分的心思牵挂它;我一定常常拔草观测风吹的方向,在地图上查看港口码头的名字;凡是足以使我担心那些货物的命运的一切事情,不用说都会引起我的忧愁。
萨拉里诺 吹凉我的粥的一口气,也会吹痛我的心,只要我想到海面上的一阵暴风将会造成怎样一场灾祸。我一看见沙漏的时计,就会想起海边的沙滩,仿佛看见我那艘满载货物的商船倒插在沙里,船底朝天,它的高高的桅樯吻着它的葬身之地。要是我到教堂里去,看见那用石块筑成的神圣的殿堂,我怎么会不立刻想起那些危险的礁石,它们只要略微碰一碰我那艘好船的船舷,就会把满船的香料倾泻在水里,让汹涌的波涛披戴着我的绸缎绫罗;方才还是价值连城的,一转瞬间尽归乌有?要是我想到了这种情形,我怎么会不担心这种情形也许会果然发生,从而发起愁来呢?不用对我说,我知道安东尼奥是因为担心他的货物而忧愁。

