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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
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.
薩拉里諾 吹涼我的粥的一口气,也會吹痛我的心,只要我想到海面上的一陣暴風將會造成怎樣一場災禍。我一看見沙漏的時計,就會想起海邊的沙灘,仿佛看見我那艘滿載貨物的商船倒插在沙里,船底朝天,它的高高的桅檣吻著它的葬身之地。要是我到教堂里去,看見那用石塊筑成的神圣的殿堂,我怎么會不立刻想起那些危險的礁石,它們只要略微碰一碰我那艘好船的船舷,就會把滿船的香料傾瀉在水里,讓洶涌的波濤披戴著我的綢緞綾羅;方才還是价值連城的,一轉瞬間盡歸烏有?要是我想到了這种情形,我怎么會不擔心這种情形也許會果然發生,從而發起愁來呢?不用對我說,我知道安東尼奧是因為擔心他的貨物而憂愁。 |
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