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A little Girl
Sitting on a grassy grave, beneath one of the windows of the church, was a little girl.With her head bent back she was gazing up at the sky and singing, while one of her little hands was pointing to a tiny cloud that hovered like a golden feather above her head. The sun, which had suddenly become very bright, shining on her glossy hair, gave it a metallic luster, and it was difficult to say what was the color, dark bronze or black. So completely absorbed was she in watching the cloud to which her strange song or incantation seemed addressed, that she did not observe me when I rose and went towards her.Over her head, high up in the blue, a lark that was soaring towards' the same gauzy cloud was singing, as if in rivalry. As I slowly approached the child, I could see by her forehead, which, in the sunshine seemed like a globe of pearl, and especially by her complexion, that she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes, which at one moment seemed blue-gray, at another violet, were shaded by long black lashes, curving backward in a most peculiar way, and these matched in hue her eyebrows, and the tresses that were tossed about her tender throat and were quivering in the sunlight. All this I did not take in at once; for at first I could see nothing but those quivering, glittering, changeful eyes turned up into my face. Gradually the other features, especially the sensitive full-lipped mouth, grew upon me as I stood silently gazing. Here seemed to me a more perfect beauty than had ever come to me in my loveliest dreams of beauty. Yet it was not her beauty so much as the look she gave me that fascinated me, melted me.
(1)Sitting on a grassy grave…Was a little girl： 這是一句全倒裝句，按正常語序可以寫成:A little girl was sitting on a grassy grave．．．．
(2)with her head bent back： with+名詞或代詞賓格十分詞(或形容詞，介詞短語等)作狀語，表示伴隨情況。
(3)So completely absorbed was she…that．．．： 這是一個so…that…結構的主從複合句，其中主句采用全倒裝語序。address…to：對……說話。這裏是指對著雲彩歌唱或念念有詞。that引導的是一個本身帶有時間狀語從句的結果狀語從句。
(4)in rivalry(with)：與……比高低，爭雄，鬥豔，等等。
(5)at another violet：＝at another moment(seemed) violet：一會兒又象是紫羅蘭色的．
⑥take in：接受，領會。
(7) Yet it was not her beauty so much as the look．．．that fascinated me, melted me：not so much．．．as作"與其說……不如說……"解釋. It was…that…用作強調結構。melted me： 融化了我，即；使我陶醉。
作者簡介：
WATTS-DUNTON, THEODORE (1832--1914) English critic and poet, intimate friend of Rossetti. From early life studied East Anglian and Welsh gypsies. Author of The Coming of Love (a narrative poem, 1897), Aylwin (novel, 1898), sonnets and essays.
西奧多·瓦茨-鄧頓(1832-1914) 英國評論家和詩人。羅塞蒂的摯友。早年即開始研究東盎格魯和威爾士的吉卜賽人情況．作品有敘事詩《愛的光臨》(1897)、小說《愛爾溫》 (1898)以及一些十四行詩和散文等．
漢譯：小女孩
在教堂的一扇窗下長滿綠草的墳堆上，坐著個小女孩。她仰著頭，望著天空，唱著歌兒。她的小手指點著一朵飄浮在她頭頂的金色羽毛般的小彩雲。突然間，陽光顯得格外燦爛，照在她光澤的頭發上，給它塗上一層金屬似的光彩，很難說出它突竟是什麽顏色，是深褐色，還是黑色。她是那麽全神貫注地望著彩雲，她那奇妙的歌聲，或可說是喃喃自語，似乎是對著那彩雲而發的。因而她沒有注意到我站起身來朝她走去。在她上空高高的藍天裏，一隻展翅飛向那朵輕盈透明的彩雲的雲雀也在歌唱，似乎在與她比賽。我慢步向小女孩走去，她那在陽光下如同珍珠一樣圓潤的前額，特別是她那膚色，使我感到她真是異常可愛。媳耶黑黑的長睫毛非常別致地朝後彎曲著，掩映著一雙一會兒象是藍灰色的，一會兒又象是紫羅蘭色的眼睛。她的長睫毛同她的眉毛和頭發色澤調和，披拂在她嬌嫩的脖子上的發綹，在陽光裏輕輕飄動。我並沒有馬上領略到這一切，因為我一開始隻注意了那雙閃閃發光、富於表情、盯著我看的眼睛。我佇立在一邊默默地注視著她，才漸漸地看清了她容貌的其他部分，特別是那張靈敏而又豐滿的小嘴。呈現在我眼苧的這一美的形象似乎比我在最美好的夢境中所見過的更美。然而，與其說是她的美麗，不如說是她朝我看的那種眼神，更使我著迷，更使我陶醉。 （徐月庭 譯）
時間關係，以下隻對newton123同學的作業主要從語法角度進行評解。錯漏之處，請大家指正。
newton123:
The little girl
Below a window of the Church was a grave yard fully covered with green medows, on which was sitting a little girl.
EnLearner:
newton112的主句: A grave yard was below a window ..... ( a little girl is contained in a which clause)
原文的主句: A little girl was sitting....
比較一下兩個句子，是不是原文的句子更扣題呢？
newton123:
She looked up at the sky while singing with one of her little hand pointing to a feather-like colorful cloud floating above her head.
EnLearner:
Should "one of her little hand" be "one of her little hands"
newton123:
The sunlight suddenly became extremely shining, shedding on her lustering hair, reflecting, hard to say what color it was, puce or black.
EnLearner:
hard to say what color it was, puce or black
"hard to say what ..." 是一個不完整的句子，且在句子裏的成分不明確？
原文裏用"and it was difficult to say ..."，是個完整的據子，且用連詞and 和另一句合並起來組成一個長句，語法上就正確了。
newton123:
She was looking up at the colorful cloud with rapture, so her monderful song or mutter seemed exlusively for it.
She did not aware that I was standing up and walking toward her.
EnLearner:
She did was not aware that.....
"Aware" is not a verb.
newton123:
In the high blue sky above her was a lark with opening wings flying toward the colorful cloud, singing that looked competing with her.
EnLearner:
A Lark was flying toward... singing (that looked competing with her)
"that looked competing with her" 這個 that 從句修飾什麽呢？
似乎是singing的定語從句，但在這裏singing做動詞用，不能用這個叢句來修飾？
原句裏用 "singing as if in rivalry" 就很棒。
newton123:
I gently walked to the girl of smooth forehead and complexion so gorgeous under sunlight.
EnLearner:
1.the girl of with a smooth forehead and ...?
2. "so gorgeous under sunlight" 放在幾個名詞後，它要修飾什麽呢？讀者可能很難判斷？
看一下原文：
As I slowly approached the child, I could see by her forehead, which, in the sunshine seemed like a globe of pearl, and especially by her complexion, that she was uncommonly lovely.
原文的主句是：I coud see that she was uncommonly lovely.
然後逐漸加上各個修飾成分（從句或短語）：
As I slowly approached the child, I coud see that she was uncommonly lovely.
As I slowly approached the child, I coud see by her forehead and especially by her complexion, that she was uncommonly lovely.
As I slowly approached the child, I could see by her forehead, which, in the sunshine seemed like a globe of pearl, and especially by her complexion, that she was uncommonly lovely.
看得出每一個修飾成分修飾句子裏的哪一部分都很清楚嗎？
newton123:
Her long black eyelashes bending backward set off eyes with alternating blue and violet color.
EnLearner:
"Her eyelashes set off eyes" - It appears that "set off" was incorrectly used here.
set off
1.
a. To give rise to; cause to occur: set off a chemical reaction.
b. To cause to explode: set off a bomb.
c. To make suddenly or demonstrably angry: The clerk's indifference finally set me off.
2. To indicate as being different; distinguish: features setting him off from the crowd.
3. To direct attention to by contrast; accentuate: set off a passage with italics.
4. To counterbalance, counteract, or compensate for: Our dismay at her leaving was set off by our knowing that she was happy.
5. To start on a journey: set off for Europe.
newton123:
Her long eyelashes and eyebrows and hair with sleek luster, like threads behind her delicate neck, were fluttering gently in the sunlight.
EnLearner:
這裏的主句是：Her long eyelashes and eyebrow and hair...were fluttering gently in the sunlight.
如果倒翻成中文就是：她的長睫毛同她的眉毛和頭發在陽光裏輕輕飄動。
似乎和原文不合:
她的長睫毛同她的眉毛和頭發色澤調和，披拂在她嬌嫩的脖子上的發綹，在陽光裏輕輕飄動。
分拆一下就是：
長睫毛同她的眉毛和頭發色澤調和
發綹，在陽光裏輕輕飄動
在陽光裏輕輕飄動的隻有發綹。
原（英）文：
Her eyes, which at one moment seemed blue-gray, at another violet, were shaded by long black lashes, curving backward in a most peculiar way, and these matched in hue her eyebrows, and the tresses that were tossed about her tender throat and were quivering in the sunlight.
以上黑體字為主句部分。最後的that叢句修飾tresses (發綹)。
tress (trs)
n.
1. A long lock or ringlet of hair.
2. Archaic A plait or braid of hair.
hue (hy)
n.
1. The property of colors by which they can be perceived as ranging from red through yellow, green, and blue, as determined by the dominant wavelength of the light. See Table at color.
2. A particular gradation of color; a shade or tint.
3. Color: all the hues of the rainbow.
4. Appearance; aspect: a man of somber hue.
quiv·er 1 (kwvr)
intr.v. quiv·ered, quiv·er·ing, quiv·ers
To shake with a slight, rapid, tremulous movement. See Synonyms at shake.
n.
The act or motion of quivering.
newton123:
I did not immediately catch all of these features for my attension focused on her bright eyes that were gazing at me.
EnLearner:
Replace "my attention focused on" with "I focused my attention on"?
newton123:
I stood there and watched her in silence long enough to appreciate the rest part of her face especially the delicate and chubby mouth.
The image in front of my eyes seemed more beautiful than that I saw in my dream. But it was the expression in her eyes rather than her beauty that rapturized me.
EnLearner:
The image in front of my eyes seemed more beautiful than thatwhat I saw in my dream.
newton123:
But it was the expression in her eyes rather than her beauty that rapturized me.
EnLearner:
Great! Used the pattern: It is ...that ....
下麵框框裏是大家的英譯和聽寫總匯：
newton123 英譯: Below a window of the Church was a grave yard fully covered with green medows, on which was sitting a little girl. She looked up at the sky while singing with one of her little hand pointing to a feather-like colorful cloud floating above her head.The sunlight suddenly became extremely shining, shedding on her lustering hair, reflecting, hard to say what color it was, puce or black. She was looking up at the colorful cloud with rapture, so her monderful song or mutter seemed exlusively for it. She did not aware that I was standing up and walking toward her. In the high blue sky above her was a lark with opening wings flying toward the colorful cloud, singing that looked competing with her. I gently walked to the girl of smooth forehead and complexion so gorgeous under sunlight. Her long black eyelashes bending backward set off eyes with alternating blue and violet color. Her long eyelashes and eyebrows and hair with sleek luster, like threads behind her delicate neck, were fluttering gently in the sunlight. I did not immediately catch all of these features for my attension focused on her bright eyes that were gazing at me. I stood there and watched her in silence long enough to appreciate the rest part of her face especially the delicate and chubby mouth. The image in front of my eyes seemed more beautiful than that I saw in my dream. But it was the expression in her eyes rather than her beauty that rapturized me.
聽寫: 17. A little girl Sitting on a grassy grave beneath one of the windows of church was a little girl. With her head bent back, she was gazing up the sky and singing while her little hand point to tiny cloud that hover like a golden feather above her head. The sun which suddenly becomes very bright, shining on her glossy hair, give mataliclasser, and it was difficult to say what was the color, dark bronze or black, so completely absorb while she watching the cloud with her strange song or incantation, seemed addressed, that she did not observe may when I rose and went towards her. Over her head, high up the blue, a larked was soaring towards to the same gorsy cloud singing as her rivalry. As I slowly approached the child, I could see by her forehead which in the sun shine seemed a globe of pearl and special by her complexion, that she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes which one moment seemed blue grey add another violet was shaded by long black lashes curved backward in the most peculiar way, and this matched(some word here missing) in her eyebrows and tresses her toss about her tender throat and rekuivering in the sunlight. All this I didn’t take at once, at first I could nothing but rekuivering glittering changeful eyes turned up to my face gradually, the other features, especially the sensitive, fullipped mouth group on me as I stood silently gazing. Here seems to me more perfect beauty then had ever come to me in my loveliest dream of beauty, yet was not her beauty so much as the look she gave me, the fascinated me, melted me.
英譯: Little Girl
Sitting on a grassy grave beneath one of the windows of the church was a little girl. With her head bent back, she was gazing up the sky and singing while one of her little hands was pointing to a tiny cloud that hovered like a golden feature above her head. The sun, which suddenly became very bright, shining on her glossy hairs, gave to them a metallic luster, and it was difficult to say what was the color, dark bronze or black. So completely absorbed was she, and watching the cloud to which her strange song or incantation seemed addressed that she did not observe me when I rose and went towards her. Over her head high up in the blue, a lark was soaring towards the same gauzing cloud was singing as a _____ of rivalry. As I slowly approached the child, I can see by her forehead, which in the sunshine seemed like a globe of pearl, especially by her complexion, she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes, which one moment seemed blue-gray and another violet, were shaded by long black lashes, curving backward in the most peculiar way, and this matched in hue with her eyebrows, and _______ were tossed about her tender throat were quivering in the sunlight. All these I did not take in at once, for at first I could not see nothing but her quivering and glittering changeful eyes turned up to my face. Gradually the other features, especially the sensitive full little month grew upon me as I stood silently gazing. She seemed to me a more perfect beauty than have ever come to me in my loveliest dream of beauty. Yet it was not her beauty so much as the looks she gave me that fascinated me, melted me EnLearner
Below a church window on grassy graves, sits a little girl. She raises her head and looks at the sky, singing songs. Her little finger points at a little cloud which looks like a golden feather and lfoats above her. Suddenly, the sunshine gets brighter and sheds light on her luster hair. It looks like that the sunshine adds a metal sheen on her hair. It's hard to tell what color the sheen is: dark bown or black? she is so occupied watching the color clouds. The voice of her singing or muttering is so amazing as if she is doing this for that color cloud. Therefore, she does not notice my standing up and walking to her. In the blud sky high above her, also singing is a lark that spreads its wings and flies to that light color cloud. It seems that the lark is in a singing competition against the girl. I walks slowly to the little girl. Her melow and full forehead under the sunshine, resembling of a pearl, especially the color of the skin, makes me feel exceptionally lovely. Her black long eye lashes curl back cutely just above a pair of eyes with the color that looks like grey blud but then changes to violet every a while. The color of her eye lashes and eyebow match well with that of her hair. A lock of her hair covering her tender neck, is floating gently under the sunshine. I do not notice every thing for at the beginging I pay attention only to her eyes that are shining and full of expressions, stairing at me. While I am standing close to her and stairing at her silently, I gradually have a clear picture of her other parts, especially that sensitive and well developped little mouth. The pretty image that appears in front of me is more beautiful than anything that has come into the most beautiful scene in my dreams. However, I would say I am fantasited and toxicated by the expression in her eyes stairing at me rather than by her beauty.
A Little Girl Sitting on the grassic grave beneathe one of the windows of the church, was a little girl. With her head bended back, she was gazing up to the sky and singing, while one of her little hands was pointing to the tiny color clound that hovered like a golden feather above her head. The sun, which suddenly became very bright, shining on her glossy hair, gave it a metalic luster and it was difficult to say what was the color: dard brown or black. So completely obsorbed was she and watching her cloud to which her strange song or incantation seemed to address that she did not observe me when I rose and went toward her. Over her head, high up in the blue a lark that was soaring toward the same glossy cloud, was singing as if in a rivery. As I slowly approached the child, I could see by her forehead which in the sunshine sheened like a grove of pearl, and especailly by her complexion, that she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes, which at one moment seemed to be blue grey and another violet, was shaded by long black lashes curving backward in a most particular way and this matched in cute her eyebrows. And the xxx was tossed about her tender throat and xxx in the sunlight. All of these I did not take it at once. For at first I could see nothing but those li?ing and equivalent changeful eyes turned up into my face, gradually the other features especially the sensitively fullet of mouth glued on me as I stood silently gazing. Here seemed to me a more perfect beauty than has ever come to me in my lovest dream scene of beauty. Yet it was not her beauty so much as the look that she gave me fasinated me, melted me. bolang
Sitting over the grassy tomb under a church window, there is a little girl. She watched the sky, and sang a song. Her little fingers pointed to the golden weather cloud over her head. Suddenly, sunshine brightened, and shane to her hair, and gave a metel color, hard to tell what the color was: dark brown, or black. She was so focused on watching the cloud, which her song, or her murmur, was for. She did not notice that I stood up and walked toward her. In the blue sky above her, a lark flying toward the cloud was singing a song, just to compete with her. I walked towarded the little girl slowly, her forhead shining under the sun like pearl, her skin coler made her so adorable. Her black long lashes curved, and covred her eyes, some time blue grey, some time violent. The color of her long lashes matched her eyebrow and her hair; her hair fell on her neck and swaved along the sunshine. I did not notice that, since I am attracted to her eyes, which stared on me shining, and full of feeling. I stood there and watched her, and saw her appearance graduately, especially her mouth. Everything in front me was more beautiful than what I can dream of. Her beauty, especical her look made me facinated .
聽寫: A little Girl (聽力) Sitting on the grassy grave beneath one of the window of the church, was a little girl. With her head bent back she was gazing up the sky and singing, while one of her little hand was pointing to tiny cloud that hovered like golden feather abover her head, the sun which suddely became very bright, shining on her glassy hair, give it talent glassture and it was difffult to say what was the color, dark brown or black So completely obsobed in watching the cloud to which her strange song, or entertention seem addressed. That She did not observe me when I rose and went toward her. Over her head, eye up the blue, a lark was soaring toward the same gossy cloud was singing as for a rivalay. As I slowly approach the child. I can see by her forhead, which in the sunshine seem like a globe of the peral, especially by her complection, that she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes which at one moment seemed blue grey, another violet was shaded by long black lashes, curve backward in the most percular way, and this matches cute with her eyebrow and treasure which was toss tender throat, and was quivering in the sunlight . All these I did not take at once. But first, I can not see nothing but those, quivering, glittering, changing eyes turned upto my face. Gradually, the other features especialy the sensitive full lip mouth grow upon me as I stood silently gazing. Here seems to me a more perfect beauty that had never come to me in my lovely dream of the beauty. Yet it was her beatuy so much as the look she gave me that facinated me, melted me.
On the grass-covered graveyard under the window of a church, was a little girl sitting. With her head raised, she looked up at the sky, singing. A little hand of hers was pointing at a small gold-feather-like cloud that was floating over her head. The sun suddenly became very bright, shining on her glossy hair, giving it a layer of metal-like halo, with a color, which, it was hard to tell, was dark brown or black. She was so absorbed in staring at the clouds, her mesmerizing chanting, or murmuring as if addressing them, that she didn’t notice it when I stood up and walked over towards her. In the blue sky high above her, a lark , fluttering her wings and flying to the light and transparent cloud, was also singing as if it was competing with her. I strolled to the little girl, whose forehead bathed in the sunlight, round and full like a pearl, and whose skin, in particular, looked extraordinarily adorable to me. Her jet-black long eyelashes, curled up delicately, surrounded her eyes which looked bluish grey in one moment and violet in another. Her eyelashes blended in with her eyebrow and hair, which covered her tender neck, waving in the sun. I didn’t take in all these right away, as my full attention was given to her sparkling and expressive eyes that were staring at me. I stood there and watched her for a while before I saw the other parts of her face, esp. her little 靈敏??(覺得是中文誤譯。實在想不出靈敏這裏是什麽意思，中文我也不明白，查了字典是sensitive，可是這裏怎麽能用sensitive呢？) and round mouth. The beauty in front of my eyes seemed more beautiful than anything in my most beautiful dream. However, it was not her beauty, but, rather her gaze, that fascinated and enchanted me.
Sitting on a grassy grave beneath one of the windows of the church was a little girl. With her head bent back, she was gazing up at the sky and singing while one of her little hands was pointing to a tiny cloud that hovered like a golden feature above her head. The sun, which had suddenly became (become) very bright, shining on her glossy hairs, gave to them (it) a metallic luster, and it was difficult to say what was the color, dark bronze or black. So completely absorbed was she, and watching the cloud to which her strange song or incantation seemed addressed that she did not observe me when I rose and went towards her. Over her head high up in the blue, a lark that was soaring towards the same gauzing (gauzy) cloud was singing as a _____ of (if in a?) rivalry. As I slowly approached the child, I can (could) see by her forehead, which in the sunshine seemed like a globe of pearl, and especially by her complexion, (that) she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes, which (at) one moment seemed blue-gray and (at )another violet, were shaded by long black lashes, curving backward in the most peculiar way, and this (these) matched in hue with her eyebrows, and _______tresses were tossed about her tender throat (and) were quivering in the sunlight. All these I did not take in at once, for at first I could not see nothing but her (those) quivering and glittering changeful eyes turned up to (into) my face. Gradually the other features, especially the sensitive full little (full-lit) month grew upon me as I stood silently gazing. She (Here)seemed to me a more perfect beauty than have ever come to me in my loveliest dream of beauty. Yet it was not her beauty so much as the looks she gave me that fascinated me, melted me.
紅色的是自己聽出來的音，感覺不對的地方。 聽寫: Sitting on a grassy grave beneath one of windows of the church was a little girl. With her head bent back, she was gazing up the sky and singing. While one of her little hands was pointing to a tiny cloud that hovered like a golden feather above her head. The sun which suddenly become very bright shining on her glossy hair, gave it a metallic luster, and it was difficult to say what was the color, dark bronze or black. So completely absorbed was she and watching the cloud, to which her strange song or incantation seems addressed, that she did not observe me when I rose and went toward her. Over her head high up in the blue, a lark that was soaring towards the same gauzy clouds was singing, as if in a rivalry. As I slowly approached the child, I could see by her forehead, which in the sunshine seems like globe a purl and especially by her complexion that she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes which in one moment seemed blue grey and another violet, were shaded by long black lashes, curving backward in a most peculiar way and these matched in hue of her eyebrows, and treashes that were tossed about her tender throat that were quivering in the sun light. All of these I did not take in at once. At first, I can see nothing but those quivering glittering changeful eyes turned up to my face, gradually, the other features especially the sensitive fulled mouth group on me as I stood silently gazing, here seems to me a more perfectly beauty that had ever come to me in my loveless dream of beauty, yet it was not her beauty so much as the look she gave me that fascinated me, melted me. From Elvin, By Treadle Waltz Dunton
聽寫: A little Girl Sitting on the grassy grave beneath one of the windows of the church was a little girl. With her head bent back, she was gazing up the sky and singing while one of her little hands was pointing to the tiny cloud that hovered like a golden feather above her head. The sun which suddenly become very bright shining on her glossy hair gave them metallic luster, and it was difficult to say what was the color, dark browns or black. So completely absorbed was she and watching the cloud to which her string song or incantation seemed addressed that she did not observe me when I rose and went towards her. Over her head I up in the blue, a lark that was soaring towards the same gossy cloud was singing as if in a rivalry. As I slowly approached the child I could see by her forehead which in the sunshine seemed like a globe of pearl and especially by her complexion that she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes which at one moment seemed blue grey and another violet were shaded by long black lashes curving backwards in the most particular way. And this matching hue her eyebrows and tresses that were tossed about her tender throat and quivering in the sunlight. All this I did not take in at once, for at first I could see nothing but those quivering glivering changeful eyes turned up into my face, gradually, the other features especially the sensitive full lip of mouth groop on me as I stood silently gazing. Here seemed to me a more perfect beauty that had ever come to me in my lovely dreams of beauty. Yet it was not her beauty so much as the look she gave me that fascinated me, melted me. |
