Leisure, Joy and Pleasure
The poet William Henry Davies was born in Newport, Wales. He was born in the year 1871, 3rd of July, and died on the 26th September 1940. He was the son of an owner of a Pub (beer drinking place where people socialise) and Pub owners are called publicans. He was trained as a picture frame maker. He had travelled to America and then to Canada where he had an accident and lost a foot. He returned to England later and led a life of a tramp. Yet, he became one of the best poets of his time. He was married to Emma in 1923, a lady who was much younger than him. His first poems were published when he was 34. Most of his poetry is on the subject of nature or life on the road and exhibits a natural simple, earthy style. We publish five of his poems below to illustrate his simpleness in style and the meaningful use of words.
诗人威廉·亨利·戴维斯出生于威尔士的纽波特。他出生于1871年7月3日，卒于1940年9月26日。他是一家酒吧（人们社交的啤酒饮用场所）老板的儿子，酒吧老板被称为税吏。他接受了相框制造商的培训。他曾前往美国，然后前往加拿大，在那里他发生了事故并失去了一只脚。后来他回到英国，过着流浪汉的生活。然而，他成为他那个时代最好的诗人之一。他于 1923 年与比他年轻得多的女士艾玛结婚。 34岁时发表第一首诗，诗歌多以自然或生活为题材，表现自然朴素、朴实的风格。我们在下面发表了他的五首诗，以说明他的风格朴素和用词有意义。
第一首诗是关于休闲的主题。 如果充满关怀，这生活是什么， 我们没有时间站着凝视吗？ 没时间站在树枝下， 和牛羊一样久久凝视：
Poet: W. H. DAVIES Poem: Leisure. https://youtu.be/xNu8eQB7Euk
WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
没时间看，当我们经过树林时，
松鼠将坚果藏在草丛中的地方：
没时间看，大白天，
满天星河，如夜空：
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
来不及看美女的眼神，
并观察她的脚，它们是如何跳舞的：
没时间等到她的嘴可以
浓浓的笑容，她的眼睛开始了吗？
贫穷的生活这如果，充满关怀，
我们没有时间站立和凝视。
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
第二首诗题为《逍遥之乐》。 现在，快乐来自贫穷的父母， 和我们更富有的人的快乐； 虽然快乐是免费的，但她不会唱歌 一首甜蜜的歌，就像被限制的欢乐。 快乐是一只白天睡觉的飞蛾 并在夜间以虚假的眩光跳舞； 但乔伊是一只蝴蝶，它爱 在自然之光中展开翅膀。
Poet: W. H. DAVIES Poem: Joy and Pleasure https://youtu.be/Zzzeh3q_r_o
Now, joy is born of parents poor,
And pleasure of our richer kind;
Though pleasure’s free, she cannot sing
As sweet a song as joy confined.
Pleasure’s a Moth, that sleeps by day
And dances by false glare at night;
But Joy’s a Butterfly, that loves
To spread its wings in Nature’s light.
Joy’s like a Bee that gently sucks
Away on blossoms its sweet hour;
But pleasure’s like a greedy Wasp,
That plums and cherries would devour.
Joy’s like a Lark that lives alone,
Whose ties are very strong, though few;
But Pleasure like a Cuckoo roams,
Makes much acquaintance, no friends true.
喜悦就像一只轻轻吮吸的蜜蜂
花开时是甜蜜的时光；
但快乐就像贪婪的黄蜂，
那个李子和樱桃会吞噬。
乔伊就像一只独居的百灵鸟，
他们的联系很牢固，虽然很少；
但快乐像杜鹃一样游荡，
交了很多朋友，没有朋友真的。
她心中的喜悦在家里歌唱，
如果其他人听到，则毫不在意；
但快乐是冰冷而愚蠢的，
和附近的陌生人一起唱歌和大笑。
Joy from her heart doth sing at home,
With little care if others hear;
But pleasure then is cold and dumb,
And sings and laughs with strangers near.
第三首诗是关于雨的。 我听到树叶在喝雨； 我听说上面有丰富的叶子 给下面的穷人 一滴一滴； '这是一个甜美的声音听到 这些绿叶在附近喝。
Poet: W. H. DAVIES Poem: The Rain. https://youtu.be/kenVv5McQAo
I hear leaves drinking rain;
I hear rich leaves on top
Giving the poor beneath
Drop after drop;
’Tis a sweet noise to hear
These green leaves drinking near.
当太阳出来时，
在这场雨将停止之后，
奇妙的光将充满
每一个黑色、圆形的水滴；
我希望阳光灿烂；
'T将是一个可爱的景象。
And when the Sun comes out,
After this Rain shall stop,
A wondrous Light will fill
Each dark, round drop;
I hope the Sun shines bright;
’Twill be a lovely sight.
第四首诗: 现在我很穷，我所有的朋友都是真实的！ 当我有钱的时候，钱，哦！ 直到我穷，我才知道快乐； 对很多人来说，假男人是朋友 整天敲我的门。
Poet: W. H. DAVIES Poem: Money, O! https://youtu.be/cQoMpV5f6zQ
When I had money, money, O!
I knew no joy till I went poor;
For many a false man as a friend
Came knocking all day at my door.
Then felt I like a child that holds
A trumpet that he must not blow
Because a man is dead; I dared
Not speak to let this false world know.
然后觉得我像一个抱着的孩子
他不能吹的喇叭
因为一个人死了；我敢
不说话让这个虚假的世界知道。
Much have I thought of life, and seen
How poor men’s hearts are ever light;
And how their wives do hum like bees
About their work from morn till night.
我想过很多生活，看到过
可怜人的心何等光明；
他们的妻子如何像蜜蜂一样嗡嗡作响
关于他们从早到晚的工作。
So, when I hear these poor ones laugh,
And see the rich ones coldly frown
Poor men, think I, need not go up
So much as rich men should come down.
所以，当我听到这些可怜人的笑声时， 看到有钱人冷冷皱眉 可怜的人，想想我，不必上去 有钱人应该下来。 当我有钱的时候，钱，哦！ 事实证明，我的许多朋友都是不真实的； 但是现在我没钱了，哦！ 我的朋友是真实的，虽然很少。
When I had money, money, O!
My many friends proved all untrue;
But now I have no money, O!
My friends are real, though very few.
诗#5：平淡的生活。 没有闲置的金子——因为这个晴朗的太阳，我的朋友， 不是吝啬的吝啬鬼，而是自由地花钱。
Poet: W. H. DAVIES Poem: A Plain Life https://youtu.be/G61boPzLuUQ
No idle gold — since this fine sun, my friend,
Is no mean miser, but doth freely spend.
No precious stones — since these green mornings show,
Without a charge, their pearls where’er I go.
No lifeless books — since birds with their sweet tongues
Will read aloud to me their happier songs.
No painted scenes — since clouds can change their skies
A hundred times a day to please my eyes.
No headstrong wine — since, when I drink, the spring
Into my eager ears will softly sing.
No surplus clothes — since every simple beast
Can teach me to be happy with the least.
没有宝石——因为这些绿色的早晨显示，
不收费，他们的珍珠我去哪里。
没有死气沉沉的书——因为鸟儿用甜言蜜语
会向我大声朗读他们更快乐的歌曲。
没有绘画场景——因为云可以改变它们的天空
一天一百次取悦我的眼睛。
没有任性的酒——因为，当我喝酒时，春天
进入我渴望的耳朵会轻声歌唱。
没有多余的衣服——因为每一个简单的野兽
可以教我用最少的东西快乐。
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