白船英中双语
TheWHITESHIP
IamBasilElton,keeperoftheNorthPointlightthatmyfatherandgrandfatherkeptbeforeme.Farfromtheshorestandsthegreylighthouse,abovesunkenslimyrocksthataresenwhenthetideislow,butunseenwhenthetideishigh.Pastthatbeaconforacenturyhavesweptthemajesticbarquesofthesevenseas.Inthedaysofmygrandfatherthereweremany;inthedaysofmyfathernotsomany;andnowtherearesofewthatIsometimesfeelstrangelyalone,asthoughIwerethelastmanonourplanet.
我是巴兹尔·埃尔顿，我父亲和祖父在我面前守着北点灯。离海岸很远的地方矗立着灰色的灯塔，在低潮时沉没的黏糊糊的岩石之上，但在高潮时却看不见。一个世纪以来，这座灯塔一直笼罩着七海的雄伟壮观。在我祖父的时代，有很多；在我父亲的时代，没有那么多；现在，有那么少，我有时感到奇怪的孤独，仿佛我是我们星球上最后一个人。
Fromfarshorescamethosewhitesailedargosiesofold;fromfarEasternshoreswherewarmsunsshineandsweetodourslingeraboutstrangegardensandgaytemples.Theoldcaptainsoftheseacameoftentomygrandfatherandtoldhimofthesethings,whichinturnhetoldtomyfather,andmyfathertoldtomeinthelongautumneveningswhenthewindhowledeerilyfromtheEast.And1havereadmoreofthesethings,andofmanythingsbesides,inthebooksmengavemewhenIwasyoungandfilledwithwonder.
从遥远的海岸来了那些白色的古老的航行；从遥远的东海岸，温暖的阳光和甜美的气味在奇怪的花园和欢乐的寺庙里徘徊。老船长经常到我祖父那里，把这些事情告诉他，他又把这些事情告诉了我父亲，在漫长的秋夜，风从东方可怕地呼啸，父亲告诉我。在我年轻的时候，在男人给我的书里，心里充满了惊奇。
Butmorewonderfulthantheloreofoldmenandtheloreofbooksisthesecretloreofocean.Blue,green,grey,white,orblack;smooth,ruffled,ormountainous;thatoceanisnotsilent.AllmydayshaveIwatcheditandlistenedtoit,andIknowitwell.Atfirstittoldtomeonlytheplainlittletalesofcalmbeachesandnearports,butwiththeyearsitgrewmorefriendlyandspokeofotherthings;ofthingsmorestrangeandmoredistantinspaceandintime.Sometimesattwilightthegreyvapoursofthehorizonhavepartedtograntmeglimpsesofthewaysbeyond;andsometimesatnightthedeepwatersoftheseahavegrownclearandphosphorescent,tograntmeglimpsesofthewaysbeneath.Andtheglimpseshavebeenasoftenofthewaysthatwereandthewaysthatmightbe,asofthewaysthatare;foroceanismoreancientthanthemountains,andfreightedwiththememoriesandthedreamsofTime.
但比老人的传说和书的传说更美妙的是海洋的秘密传说。蓝色、绿色、灰色、白色或黑色；光滑、褶皱或山地；那片海洋不是寂静的。我整天看着它，听着它，我很了解它。起初，它只向我讲述了平静的海滩和港口附近的朴素的小故事，但随着岁月的推移，它变得更加友好，谈到了其他事情；在空间和时间上，事情变得更加奇怪和遥远。有时在黄昏时，地平线上的灰色水汽已经分开，让我瞥见远处的路；有时在夜间，大海的深水变得清澈而磷光，让我瞥见下面的路。我们常常能看到过去的方式和可能的方式，就像现在的方式一样；因为海洋比山脉更古老，而且充满了时间的记忆和梦想。OutoftheSouthitwasthattheWhiteShipusedto
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