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LESSON 93 SURRENDER OF GRANADA
第九十三課 格蘭納達(dá)的投降
Day dawned upon Granada, and the beams of the winter sun, smiling away the clouds of the past night,
黎明光臨格拉納達(dá)，冬日陽(yáng)光露出笑臉，驅(qū)散了昨晚的烏云，
played cheerily on the murmuring waves of the Xenil and the Darro.
在塞尼爾和達(dá)羅低沉的波浪上歡快地傾瀉著。
Alone, upon a balcony commanding a view of the beautiful landscape, stood Boabdil, the last of the Moorish kings.
摩爾人末代國(guó)王倚著一覽美麗風(fēng)景的陽(yáng)臺(tái)。
He had sought to bring to his aid all the lessons of the philosophy he had cultivated.
他絞盡腦汁想從自己培養(yǎng)的所有哲學(xué)經(jīng)驗(yàn)中尋求幫助。
"What are we," thought the musing prince, "that we should fill the world with ourselves—we kings?
“難道，”陷于沉思的王子想道，“我們應(yīng)該用自我來(lái)充實(shí)這個(gè)世界——我們國(guó)王？
Earth resounds with the crash of my falling throne; on the ear of races unborn the echo will live prolonged.
大地傳來(lái)我的寶座傾覆的回聲；在未誕生的庶民耳畔，這種回聲會(huì)延長(zhǎng)。
But what have I lost? Nothing that was necessary to my happiness, my repose,
可是，我失去什么了嗎？對(duì)我的幸福和我的安寧而言，沒(méi)有什么是必不可少的，
nothing save the source of all my wretchedness, the Marah of my life!
沒(méi)有什么能避免導(dǎo)致我陷于悲慘境地的所有因素，我生命的苦井啊！
