岩读｜情书

我最亲爱的泰丽莎： 我在你的花园里读完了这本书：──我的爱人，你不在家，否则我是不可能把它读完的。 这是你最喜欢的一本书，作者是我的朋友。 你是看不懂这封英文信的，别人也不会懂──这正是我没有用意大利文写的原因。 但是你会认识你那炽热的爱人的笔迹，而且你会猜到，他在读一本属于你的书时，心中想的只能是爱情。 这个词在所有的语言中都很美，但尤其是在你的语言中──Amor-mio；它包含着我现在和今后的生存的意义。 我感觉到我现在生存着，同时也感觉到我今后还会生存下去，──为什么目的呢?这将由你来决定;我的命运维系在你身上，而你是个十八岁的女人，从修道院出来才两年。我真希望你如今还在修道院中，──或者至少，我能在你未嫁之时和你相逢。 然而这一切为时已晚。我爱你，你也爱我，──至少你是这样说的，而且从你的行动来看好象也是如此。这一点至少是一大安慰。 可是，我对你的爱太深了，而且是永无休止。 万一阿尔卑斯山和大海把我们隔离开来，愿你时常想念我，──不过，我们永远不会分离的，除非你有这种意愿。 　　拜伦 　　1819年8月25日于波洛那 Lord Byron Love Letter to Teresa Guiccioli My dearest Teresa, I have read this book in your garden;--my love, you were absent, or else I could not have read it. It is a favourite book of yours, and the writer was a friend of mine. You will not understand these English words, and others will not understand them,--which is the reason I have not scrawled them in Italian. But you will recognize the handwriting of him who passionately loved you, and you will divine that, over a book which was yours, he could only think of love. In that word, beautiful in all languages, but most so in yours--Amor mio--is comprised my existence here and hereafter. I feel I exist here, and I feel I shall exist hereafter,--to what purpose you will decide; my destiny rests with you, and you are a woman, eighteen years of age, and two out of a convent. I wish that you had staid there, with all my heart,--or, at least, that I had never met you in your married state. But all this is too late. I love you, and you love me,--at least, you say so, and act as if you did so, which last is a great consolation in all events. But I more than love you, and cannot cease to love you. Think of me, sometimes, when the Alps and ocean divide us,--but they never will, unless you wish it.