The Old Man and The Sea 老人与海
by Ernest Hemingway 欧内斯特-海明威
Part 1
He was an old man who fished alone in a
skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone
eighty-four days
now without taking a fish. In the first
forty days a boy had been with him. But after forty days
without a fish the boy's parents had told
him that the old man was now definitely and finally salao,
which is the worst form of unlucky, and the
boy had gone at their orders in another boat which
caught three good fish the first week.
他一个老人，划着小船独自在墨西哥湾中捕鱼；八十四天了还没有捕到过一条鱼。最初的四
十天里，小男孩一直都跟着他，而四十天后，男孩的父母便告诉孩子说：这老人的运气肯定
是跌到了谷底，简直就是倒霉透顶了。于是男孩在他父母亲的命令下，转到了另外一条船上
去捕鱼，结果不出一个星期，就捕到了三条大鱼。
It made the boy sad to see the old man come
in each day with his skiff empty and he always went
down to help him carry either the coiled
lines or the gaff and harpoon and the sail that was furled
around the mast. The sail was patched with
flour sacks and, furled, it looked like the flag of
permanent defeat.
然而，男孩看着老人日复一日驾着那空空的小船回来，总是为他感到难过。因此总会在老人
回来时，上前帮忙提绳索、鱼钩、鱼叉以及从船桅上卸下的船帆等。老人的船帆上满是用面
粉袋做成的补钉，使得帆布卷起来时，好似一面象征无限败战的旗帜。
The old man was thin and gaunt with deep
wrinkles in the back of his neck. The brown blotches of
the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings
from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks.
老人消瘦、憔悴，颈后有很深的皱纹。而从热带海洋的海面上反射出来的强烈阳光，在老人
的双颊上，留下了一块块良性皮肤癌棕色的斑点。
The blotches ran well down the sides of his
face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from
handling heavy fish on the cords. But none
of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions
in a fishless desert.
老人除了两颊布满斑点，双手则刻着深深的勒痕，那是操作粗鱼绳的结果。这些疤痕没有一
处是新的伤口，它们就如同一个了无生机的沙漠所经历过的侵蚀那样久远。
Everything about him was old except his
eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were
cheerful and undefeated.
老人是这么的苍老，但唯有双眼依旧有着像海水一样的颜色，既充满了欢愉，也好像是从来
没有被打败过似的。
"Santiago,"
the boy said to him as they climbed the bank from where the skiff was hauled
up. "I
could go with you again. We've made some
money."
小船被拖曳上岸，老人与男孩爬上了岸边时，小男孩向老人说：「山帝亚哥，我可以再跟你
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一起去捕鱼，我们也曾经一起赚过一些钱。」
The old man had taught the boy to fish and
the boy loved him.
老人曾经教导小男孩如何捕鱼，而男孩也很敬爱这位老人。
"No," the old man said.
"You're with a lucky boat. Stay with them."
「不，」老人说：「你现在跟上的是一条幸运的船，要好好继续待在那儿。」
"But remember how you went
eighty-seven days without fish and then we caught big ones every
day for three weeks."
「但是你记得吗？曾经有一次，一连八十七天都没有捕到鱼，然后接下来连续三个礼拜，每
天都有捕到大鱼呢。」
"I remember," the old man said.
"I know you did not leave me because you doubted."
「我记得，」老人说：「而且我也知道，你并不是因为对我失去信心而离弃我。」
"It was papa made me leave. I am a boy
and I must obey him."
「是爸爸要我离开你的。我是个小孩，我必须要听他的话。」
"I know," the old man said.
"It is quite normal." "He hasn't much faith."
"No," the old man said.
"But we have. Haven't we?"
"Yes," the boy said. "Can I offer you a beer on the Terrace and
then
we'll take the stuff home."
「我了解，」老人说：「这是很正常的事。」「他太没有信心了。」「他们是没有，」老人
说：「但是我们有呀，不是吗？」「是啊，」男孩说：「让我先请你到露天酒店喝杯啤酒，
然后我们再一起把这些东西拿回家去吧。」
"Why not?" the old man said,
"Between fishermen."
「好啊，」老人说：「打渔的都是一家人嘛。」
They sat on the Terrace and many of the
fishermen made fun of the old man and he was not angry.
Others, of the older fishermen, looked at
him and were sad. But they did not show it and they spoke
politely about the current and the depths
they had drifted their lines at and the steady good weather
and of what they had seen.
当他们在露天酒店坐下时，许多先前就待在那儿的渔夫都在嘲笑老人，而他并没有因此生气；
其它一些年纪较长的渔夫只是看着他，为他难过，不过他们并没有把这份同情表露出来，只
是很礼貌地谈论着今天的水流情况、鱼线所垂钓的深度、稳定的好天气，以及海上的所见所
闻。
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Part2
The successful fishermen of that day were
already in and had butchered their marlin out and carried
them laid full length across two planks,
with two men staggering at the end of each plank, to the
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fish house where they waited for the ice
truck to carry them to the market in Havana.
Those who
had caught sharks had taken them to the
shark factory on the other side of the cove where they were
hoisted on a block and tackle, their livers
removed, their fins cut off and their hides skinned out and
their flesh cut into strips for salting.
当天有鱼获的几个渔夫都已经回来了，他们将捕到的马林鱼剖腹处理后，摊平放在两块厚木
板上，一头一个人抬着，两人抬着鱼摇摇晃晃地走进鱼屋，等着冷冻车来将他们载往哈瓦那
的市场去。而那些捕到鲨鱼的渔夫，也已经把那些鲨鱼送到在小海湾另一边的鲨鱼工厂去了，
在那儿鲨鱼被滑轮垂吊起来，然后被取下肝、割掉鳍、剥下皮，肉也被割成条状准备用盐来
腌。
When the wind was in the east a smell came
across the harbor from the shark factory; but today
there was only the faint edge of the odor
because the wind had backed into the north and then
dropped off and it was pleasant and sunny
on the Terrace.
每当东风吹起，鲨鱼工厂的鱼腥味便飘过港湾吹过来，但是今天只能嗅到一些微弱的腥味，
因为风向已转往北方，且逐渐平息了，露天酒店上阳光充足而宜人。
"Santiago,"
the boy said. "Yes," the old man said. He was holding his glass and
thinking of many
years ago. "Can I go out to get
sardines for you for tomorrow?" "No. Go and play baseball. I can
still row and Rogelio will throw the
net." "I would like to go. If I cannot fish with you, I would like
to serve in some way."
「山帝雅哥，」男孩叫着。「喔！」老人应了一声。他手握着酒杯，正沈浸在多年前的往事
回忆中。「我可以出去帮你准备明天要用的沙丁鱼吗？」「不，你去玩棒球吧。我还可以自
己划船，而且罗吉里奥委会替我撒网的。」「我想要跟你一道去。即使我不能跟你一起捕鱼，
至少我可以在旁边帮帮忙。」
"You bought me a beer," the old
man said. "You are already a man." "How old was I when you first
took me in a boat?" "Five and you
nearly were killed when I brought the fish in too green and he
nearly tore the boat to pieces. Can you
remember?"
「你请我喝啤酒了啊，」老人说，「你已经是一个大人了。」「你第一次你带我上船的时候，
我是几岁呢？」「五岁那一次，你差点把命给丢了，当时我钓上了一条鱼，但是因为太早把
它拖上来，几乎让这条船解了体，你还记得吗？」
"I can remember the tail slapping and
banging and the thwart breaking and the noise of the
clubbing. I can remember you throwing me
into the bow where the wet coiled lines were and
feeling the whole boat shiver and the noise
of you clubbing him like chopping a tree down and the
sweet blood smell all over me."
「我记得那条鱼拍打尾巴，打断了船板，还有你用棍子敲打它的声音，我记得，你把我丢进
入船头，那里有一堆潮湿的绳索，我感觉整条船都在摇摆，并且听见你用棍子打那条鱼的声
音，简直就像是在砍树似的，而我满身都是甜甜的血腥味。」
"Can you really remember that or did I
just tell it to you?" "I remember everything from when we
first went together." The old man
looked at him with his sun-burned, confident loving eyes. "If you
were my boy I'd take you out and
gamble," he said. "But you are your father's and your mother's
and you are in a lucky boat."
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「你真的能够记得这些吗？还是因为我现在告诉你，你才知道的？」「从我们第一次一起出
海，每一件事我都记得很清楚。」老人用他那被阳光照晒、充满信心与爱怜的眼睛望着他。
「如果你是我的孩子，我一定带着你出去，去赌一赌，看我们是不是能够成功，」他说，
「但是，你是你父亲和母亲的孩子，而你现在又在一条幸运的船上。」
"May I get the sardines? I know where
I can get four baits too." "I have mine left from today. I put
them in salt in the box." "Let me
get four fresh ones."
「我去弄点沙丁鱼来好吗？我还知道哪里可以弄到四个鱼饵哩。」「今天我自己还有剩下一
些。已经放在盒子里用盐腌起来了。」「还是让我去弄四个新鲜的来吧。」
"One," the old man said. His hope
and his confidence had never gone. But now they were
freshening as when the breeze rises.
"Two," the boy said. "Two," the old man agreed. "You
didn't
steal them?" "I would," the
boy said. "But I bought these."
「一个就够了，」老人说。他的希望和信心从未消失过，而现在，一股崭新的希望和信心又
如微风冉冉升起了。「两个，」男孩说。「两个就两个吧！」老人同意了，「你该不会是去
偷的吧？」「我可能会噢！」男孩说：「不过这两个我是用买的。」
"Thank you," the old man said. He
was too simple to wonder when he had attained humility. But he
knew he had attained it and he knew it was
not disgraceful and it carried no loss of true pride.
"Tomorrow is going to be a good day
with this current," he said. "Where are you going?" the boy
asked.
「谢谢你，」老人说。他实在太单纯了，也没有想到过他何时变得如此谦虚，但他知道已经
学会了谦虚，他认为谦虚并不丢脸，何况这又无损于内心那份真正的骄傲。「从这样的水流
看来，明天会是好天气。」他说。「你明天到什么地方去？」小孩子问道。
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Part 3
"Far out to come in when the wind
shifts. I want to be out before it is light."
「能去多远的地方就去，只要风转向的时候能回得来就好。我想在天破晓之前就出发。」
"I'll try to get him to work far
out," the boy said. "Then if you hook something truly big we can
come to your aid."
「我会设法让我的船开远一点，」男孩说：「这样如果你钓到一条什么大鱼的话我们也好帮
你的忙。」
"He does not like to work too far
out." "No," the boy said. "But I will see something that he
cannot
see such as a bird working and get him to
come out after dolphin." "Are his eyes that bad?" "He is
almost blind." "It is
strange," the old man said. "He never went turtle-ing. That is what
kills the
eyes."
「他不喜欢到太远的地方去工作吧。」「是不喜欢，」男孩说：「可是，他看不见的，我却
可以看得到，譬如，我看见鸟在捕鱼时，就可以叫他追上去捕海豚哩。」「他的眼力真的那
么差吗？」「几乎快瞎了。」「那就奇怪了，」老人说：「他从来没有去捕过海龟，那才真
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的是伤眼力呢！」
"But you went turtle-ing for years off
the Mosquito Coast and your eyes are
good." "I am a strange
old man." "But are you strong
enough now for a truly big fish?" "I think so. And there are many
tricks." "Let us take the stuff
home," the boy said. "So I can get the cast net and go after the
sardines." They picked up the gear
from the boat. The old man carried the mast on his shoulder and
the boy carried the wooden box with the
coiled, hard-braided brown lines, the gaff and the harpoon
with its shaft.
「可是，你在蚊子海岸外捕海龟那么多年，你的眼力依然很好啊？」「我是一个奇怪的老头
子。」「那你现在是不是还有足够的体力来应付一条大鱼呢？」「我相信没有问题，而且我
还有很多诀窍。」「我们先把这些东西拿回家，」男孩说：「再顺便拿张网，捕些沙丁鱼
去。」他们把鱼具从船上拿出来，老人把桅杆扛在他的肩膀上，小男孩抱着木箱子，里面装
满了一卷卷结实的棕色绳索、鱼钩和带柄的鱼叉。
The box with the baits was under the stern
of the skiff along with the club that was used to subdue
the big fish when they were brought
alongside. No one would steal from the old man but it was
better to take the sail and the heavy lines
home as the dew was bad for them and, though he was
quite sure no local people would steal from
him, the old man thought that a gaff and a harpoon were
needless temptations to leave in a boat.
They walked up the road together to the old man's shack and
went in through its open door.
装鱼饵的箱子和一根棍子一起被放在船尾的底部，这根棍子是用来制伏被拖上船的大鱼的。
照理不会有人要偷老人的东西，不过因为露水会浸蚀这些东西，把帆和沉重的鱼线都拿回家
去还是比较妥当些。老人虽然晓得当地没有人会偷他的东西，但他认为也不需要把鱼钩与鱼
叉留在船上引诱别人。他们一同沿着路走上去，来到老人的小屋，通过敞开的门走进屋内。
The old man leaned the mast with its
wrapped sail against the wall and the boy put the box and the
other gear beside it. The mast was nearly
as long as the one room of the shack. The shack was made
of the tough budshields of the royal palm
which are called guano and in it there was a bed, a table,
one chair and a place on the dirt floor to
cook with charcoal. On the brown walls of the flattened,
overlapping leaves of the sturdy fibered
guano there was a picture in color of the Sacred Heart of
Jesus and another of the Virgin of Cobre.
老人将卷着帆的桅杆靠着墙立着，男孩把箱子和其它渔具就放在旁边。桅杆的长度几乎和整
个屋内的空间同长。这茅屋是用棕榈树坚硬的嫩芽护壳所搭造成的，而屋里有一张床、一张
桌子和一把椅子，另外，就在污泥地上，有一小块可以用煤炭煮饭的地方。茅屋的墙，是以
有着坚韧纤维的棕榈叶压平后紧密相迭所构成的；棕色的墙上挂了一幅彩色的耶稣圣心像，
和一张考伯圣女图。
These were relics of his wife. Once there
had been a tinted photograph of his wife on the wall but
he had taken it down because it made him
too lonely to see it and it was on the shelf in the corner
under his clean shirt. "What do you
have to eat?" the boy asked. "A pot of yellow rice with fish. Do
you want some?" "No. I will eat
at home. Do you want me to make the fire?" "No. I will make it
later on. Or I may eat the rice cold."
"May I take the cast net?" "Of course."
这些都是他亡妻的遗物。墙上也曾经挂着一张他妻子的彩色照片，但每每触目，总使他感到
无限凄凉，于是他便将它取下放在墙角的架子上，覆盖在一件干净的衬衫下。「你有什么东
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西吃呢？」男孩问。「一锅黄米饭和鱼。你要不要来一点？」「不，我要回家吃。你要不要
我帮你升火？」「不用了，待会儿我自己会升。或许我就吃冷饭也行。」「我可以拿这鱼网
吗？」「当然可以」
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There was no cast net and the boy
remembered when they had sold it. But they went through this
fiction every day. There was no pot of
yellow rice and fish and the boy knew this too.
其实根本没有什么鱼网，男孩记得，他们早就把网卖掉了，可是每天都要虚假地表演一番。
小男孩也知道，根本没有一锅黄米饭和鱼。
"Eighty-five is a lucky number,"
the old man said. "How would you like to see me bring one in that
dressed out over a thousand pounds?"
「八十五是一个吉利的数字。」这老人说：「你希不希望看到我拖回一条一千磅重的鱼回来
呀？」
"I'll get the cast net and go for
sardines. Will you sit in the sun in the doorway?" "Yes. I have
yesterday's paper and I will read the
baseball."
「我去拿网，然后把沙丁鱼带来，你坐在门口晒晒太阳好吗？」「好，这儿还有一张昨天的
报纸，我来看看有什么棒球赛的消息。」
The boy did not know whether yesterday's
paper was a fiction too. But the old man brought it out
from under the bed.
这小男孩并不知道这份昨天的报纸是不是也是虚构的，但老人果然从床底下拿出一份报纸。
"Perico gave it to me at the
bodega," he explained, "I'll be back when I have the sardines. I'll
keep
yours and mine together on ice and we can
share them in the morning. When I come back you can
tell me about the baseball."
「勃瑞戈在酒窖里给我的，」老人解释着。「我弄到沙丁鱼之后就回来，我会把你的和我的
那一份都冰起来，明天早上我们就可以分着用了。等我回来，你跟我讲棒球赛的消息。」
"The Yankees cannot lose."
"But I fear the Indians of Cleveland." "Have faith in the
Yankees my
son. Think of the great DiMaggio."
"I fear both the Tigers of Detroit and the Indians of Cleveland."
「洋基队不可能输的。」「可是我怕克利夫兰的印地安人队啊。」「孩子，要对洋基队有信
心。想想他们里面有个伟大的狄玛基欧。」「我还担心底特律的老虎队和克利夫兰的印地安
队会赢。」
"Be careful or you will fear even the
Reds of Cincinnati and the White Sox of Chicago." "You study
it and tell me when I come back."
"Do you think we should buy a terminal of the lottery with an
eighty-five? Tomorrow is the eighty-fifth
day." "We can do that," the boy said. "But what about the
eighty-seven of your great record?"
"It could not happen twice. Do you think you can find an
eighty-five?" "I can order
one." "One sheet. That's two dollars and a half. Who can we borrow
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from?" "That's easy. I can always
borrow two dollars and a half."
「你再这样没信心下去，恐怕连辛辛那提的红队和芝加哥的白袜队你都会害怕了！」「你再
仔细研究吧，等我回来时再告诉我结果。」「你看我们要不要买一张尾数是八十五号的彩券？
明天就是第八十五天了。」「我们可以买啊！」男孩说：「但是你那伟大的八十七天记录，
要怎么办？」「现在这种情形不可能再发生第二次了，你想你能买到八十五号的彩券吗？」
「我可以订到一张。」「一张要花两块半，我们能跟谁借呢？」「这倒容易。我随时可以借
到两块半钱。」
"I think perhaps I can too. But I try
not to borrow. First you borrow. Then you beg." "Keep warm
old man," the boy said. "Remember
we are in September." "The month when the great fish come,"
the old man said. "Anyone can be a
fisherman in May." "I go now for the sardines," the boy said.
「我想我或许也可以借得到，但我尽量不去借。起先你借钱，再来就是乞讨了。」「别受了
凉，老先生，」小孩说：「要知道现在已经是九月天了。」「这正是大鱼来临的月份，」老
人说：「在五月里，每一个人都可以成为渔夫。」「我现在去拿沙丁鱼。」男孩说。
When the boy came back the old man was
asleep in the chair and the sun was down. The boy took
the old army blanket off the bed and spread
it over the back of the chair and over the old man's
shoulders.
男孩回来的时候，老人坐在椅子上睡着了，而太阳也已经下山。小孩把床上的旧军毯拿来铺
在椅背上，并用部分盖着老人的肩膀。
They were strange shoulders, still powerful
although very old, and the neck was still strong too and
the creases did not show so much when the
old man was asleep and his head fallen forward. His
shirt had been patched so many times that
it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many
different shades by the sun. The old man's
head was very old though and with his eyes closed there
was no life in his face. The newspaper lay
across his knees and the weight of his arm held it there in
the evening breeze. He was barefooted.
老人的肩膀虽然年老，但依旧健壮有力，他的脖子也还是那么坚挺，即使是睡着，头朝前垂
下，颈上的皱纹仍不太明显。他的衬衫就像他的帆一样，补过好多次补钉，而随着长久以来
阳光的照射，这些补钉早已褪成深浅不同的颜色。不过，老人的头部却显得相当衰老，只要
他把眼睛闭上，脸上便看不出任何生命的迹象了。报纸摊在他的膝盖上，二只手臂的重量使
它不被黄昏的微风吹走。老人的双脚赤裸着。
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Part 5
The boy left him there and when he came
back the old man was still asleep. "Wake up old man," the
boy said and put his hand on one of the old
man's knees. The old man opened his eyes and for a
moment he was coming back from a long way
away. Then he smiled. "What have you got?" he
asked. "Supper," said the boy.
"We're going to have supper." "I'm not very hungry."
"Come on and
eat. You can't fish and not eat. "I
have," the old man said getting up and taking the newspaper and
folding it. Then he started to fold the
blanket.
男孩留他一个人睡着。当他回来的时候，老人仍在熟睡中。「醒醒吧，老先生！」男孩把手
The Old
Man and The Sea By Ernest
Hemingway
放在老人一边的膝盖上说。老人睁开了眼，过了好一会儿才醒过来，他笑了。「你弄到些什
么东西？」他问。「晚餐。」小孩说：「我们要吃晚饭了。」「我并不很饿。」「快来吃嘛！
你不能够光打渔而不吃东西呀。」「我有吃。」老人说着站起来，把报纸迭起来收好。然后
开始折毯子。
"Keep the blanket around you," the
boy said. "You'll not fish without eating while I'm alive."
"Then
live a long time and take care of
yourself," the old man said, "What are we eating?" "Black
beans
and rice, fried bananas, and some
stew." The boy had brought them in a two-decker metal container
from the Terrace. The two sets of knives
and forks and spoons were in his pocket with a paper
napkin wrapped around each set. "Who
gave this to you?" "Martin. The owner." "I must thank
him."
「用毯子围着你的身体嘛！」男孩说：「只要我还活着一天，我绝对不让你光打渔，而不吃
东西。」「那么你就该好好照顾自己，活长一点，」老人问：「我们现在吃什么呢？」「黑
豆、米饭、煎香蕉，还有一些炖肉。」男孩把这些东西装在双层金属容器中，从露天酒店带
了回来。在他的口里，还有两组包在餐巾纸里的刀叉和汤匙。「这是谁给你的？」「马丁，
那家餐馆的老板。」「我得谢谢他。」
"I thanked him already," the boy
said. "You don't need to thank him." "I'll give him the belly
meat
of a big fish," the old man said.
"Has he done this for us more than once?" "I think so."
"I must give
him something more than the belly meat
then. He is very thoughtful for us." "He sent two beers."
"I
like the beer in cans best." "I
know. But this is in bottles, Hatuey beer, and I take back the bottles."
"That's very kind of you," the
old man said. "Should we eat?"
「我已经谢过他了，」男孩说：「你不需要再谢他了。」「我会把大鱼的肚子肉给他，」老
人说：「他这么招待我们好像不止一次了吧？」「我想是的。」「那么，除了鱼肚子肉，我
还得给他一些别的东西。他对我们真是太体贴了。」「他还送了两瓶啤酒呢！」「我最喜欢
罐装啤酒。」「我知道，但是这是瓶装的海之味啤酒，我会把瓶子退回去。」「你能这样做
真是太好了！」老人说：「我们可以开始吃了吧？」
"I've been asking you to," the
boy told him gently. "I have not wished to open the container until
you were ready." "I'm ready
now," the old man said. "I only needed time to wash." Where did
you
wash? The boy thought. The village water
supply was two streets down the road. I must have water
here for him, the boy thought, and soap and
a good towel. Why am I so thoughtless? I must get him
another shirt and a jacket for the winter
and some sort of shoes and another blanket. "Your stew is
excellent," the old man said.
「我一直在等你吃啊，」男孩温和地说：「在你没准备好要吃之前，我不想把饭盒打开。」
「我已经准备好了，」老人说：「我只是需要一点时间冲洗一下。」你在什么地方洗啊？男
孩想。这村庄的水源供应处和这里足足隔了二条街。我得把水端来这儿给他，男孩想，还要
再弄块肥皂和一条好的毛巾来。我怎么这么粗心？我还必须给他弄件冬天的衬衫和夹克，还
得弄双象样的鞋，再弄条毯子。「这炖肉很好吃，」老人说。
"Tell me about the baseball," the
boy asked him. "In the American League it is the Yankees as I
said," the old man said happily.
"They lost today," the boy told him. "That means nothing. The
great
DiMaggio is himself again." "They
have other men on the team." "Naturally. But he makes the
difference. In the other league, between
Brooklyn and Philadelphia I must take Brooklyn. But then I
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Ernest Hemingway
think of Dick Sisler and those great drives
in the old park." "There was nothing ever like them. He
hits the longest ball I have ever
seen."
「讲讲棒球赛的事吧！」男孩央求老人。「就如我所说的，在美国职业棒球联盟里，只有洋
基队够看。」老人高兴地说着。「他们今天输了，」男孩告诉老人。「那不算什么，伟大的
狄玛基欧今天又恢复了昔日雄风。」「可是他们队里还有其它队员啊。」「是没错，可是有
他就不同了。在另外一个棒球联盟里，在布鲁克林队和费城队间，我一定会选择布鲁克林队，
不过我会想到的是狄克塞斯乐还有他在旧公园球场里所击出的那些好球。」「没有任何人能
击出像他那样的球，他击出的球是我看过最远的。」
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"Do you remember when he used to come
to the Terrace? I wanted to take him fishing but I was too
timid to ask him. Then I asked you to ask
him and you were too timid." "I know. It was a great
mistake. He might have gone with us. Then
we would have that for all of our lives." "I would like to
take the great DiMaggio fishing," the
old man said. "They say his father was a fisherman. Maybe he
was as poor as we are and would
understand." "The great Sisler's father was never poor and he, the
father, was playing in the Big Leagues when
he was my age."
「你记不记得他以前时常到露天酒店来？我本来要带他一起去捕鱼，当时我不好意思开口问
他，于是就叫你去问他，而你也不好意思开口。」「我记得啊，那真是一个天大的错误，他
或许会跟我们去的，如果是那样，我们一辈子都会记得这件事的。」「我想带伟大的狄玛基
欧去捕渔，」老人说：「听说他父亲也是个渔夫，或许他跟我们一样穷过，能够了解我们的
情况啊。」「伟大的塞斯乐的父亲一辈子可是都没穷过噢，他父亲在我这个年纪的时候就在
打职棒大联盟了。」
"When I was your age I was before the
mast on a square rigged ship that ran to Africa
and I have
seen lions on the beaches in the
evening." "I know. You told me." "Should we talk about Africa or
about baseball?" "Baseball I
think," the boy said. "Tell me about the great John J. McGraw."
He said
Jota for J. "He used to come to the
Terrace sometimes too in the older days. But he was rough and
harsh-spoken and difficult when he was
drinking. His mind was on horses as well as baseball.
「我在你这个年纪时，就在一艘开往非洲的方帆船上当水手了。那时晚上我在海滩上看见过
狮子。」「我知道，你跟我说过。」「我们要谈非洲还是棒球呢？」「我想谈棒球好了，」
男孩说：「说说看，伟大的约翰．杰．马圭诺怎么样了？」他把他的小名杰（Ｊ）念成荷达
（用西班牙文发音）。」「很久以前，他有时也会到露天酒店来。不过，这个人喝了酒就会
变得很粗鲁，说话刺耳，脾气暴躁。他心里惦记着棒球也想着马匹。
At least he carried lists of horses at all
times in his pocket and frequently spoke the names of horses
on the telephone." "He was a
great manager," the boy said. "My father thinks he was the
greatest."
"Because he came here the most
times," the old man said. "If Durocher had continued to come here
each year your father would think him the
greatest manager." "Who is the greatest manager, really,
Luque or Mike Gonzalez?" "I think
they are equal. "And the best fisherman is you." " No. I know
others better."
至少他口袋里总是带着好几份马的名单，电话里也开口闭口就是马的名字。」「他是个优秀
The Old Man and The Sea By
Ernest Hemingway
的经理人才，」男孩说：「我父亲认为他是在这方面可说是顶尖高手。」「那是因为他时常
到这里来。」老人说：「如果杜瑞奇持续每年都到这里来的话，你父亲就会认为他才是最了
不起的经理人才。」「究竟谁才真正是最顶尖的经理人才，鲁格、麦克或是冈查列兹啊？」
「我相信他们应该是伯仲之间。」「而最棒的渔夫，就是你了。」「不，我知道别人比我更
了不起。」
"Que va," the boy said.
"There are many good fishermen and some great ones. But there is only
you." "Thank you. You make me happy.
I hope no fish will come along so great that he will prove
us wrong. "There is no such fish if
you are still strong as you say," "I may not be as strong as I
think," the old man said. "But I
know many tricks and I have resolution." "You ought to go to bed
now so that you will be fresh in the
morning. I will take the things back to the Terrace."
「怎么会呢？」男孩用墨西哥话说：「是有很多不错的渔夫，有些也顶优秀的，但是只有你
是最棒的。」「谢谢你，你让我好高兴。我希望到时不会出现一条让我无法对付的大鱼，来
证明我们根本是在胡说人道。」「只要你像你所说的，依然那么健壮的话，就不会有这样一
条鱼的。」「我也许没像我自己所想象的那么强壮吧。」老人说：「不过我倒知道很多诀窍，
而且我有决心和毅力。」「你现在该去睡觉了，明天早上精神才会好。我把这些东西送回露
天酒店去。」
"Good night then. I will wake you in
the morning." "You're my alarm clock." the boy said. "Age
is
my alarm clock," the old man said.
"Why do old men wake so early? Is it to have one longer day?"
"I don't know, the boy said. All I
know is that young boys sleep late and hard." "I can remember
it,"
the old man said. "I'll waken you in
time." "I do not like for him to waken me. It is as though I were
inferior." "I know."
"Sleep well old man.
「那么晚安了。明天一早我就来叫醒你。」「你真是我的闹钟。」男孩说。「年龄是我的闹
钟。」老人说：「为什么上了年纪的人总是醒得那么早呢？难道是希望这一天过得长一点
吗？」「我不晓得。」男孩说：「我只知道年轻的孩子早上老是起不来，而且睡得沈。」
「我记得。」老人说：「我会在时间还没太晚之前就把你叫醒的。」「我不喜欢让那人叫醒
我，这样好像是我比不上他似的。」「我了解。」「老先生，好好睡吧。」
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The boy went out. They had eaten with no
light on the table and the old an took off his trousers and
went to bed in the dark. He rolled his
trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspaper inside
them. He rolled himself in the blanket and
slept on the other old newspapers that covered the
springs of the bed. He was asleep in a
short time and he dreamed of Africa when he
was a boy and
the long golden beaches and the white
beaches, so white they hurt your eyes, and the high capes and
the great brown mountains.
男孩走了。他们在没有灯光的桌子上吃完了晚餐之后，老人便脱下了长裤，在黑暗中上了床。
他把裤子卷起来，再塞些报纸进去便成了枕头。然后，他把自己也卷进毛毯里，睡在另一张
由旧报纸覆盖着的弹簧床上。他很快地就睡着了，他梦见了非洲，梦中他还是个小孩，他梦
见那绵延的金色海滩和那白得刺眼的海岸，也梦见那高耸的海岬和棕色的山脉。
The Old Man and The
Sea By Ernest Hemingway
He lived along that coast now every night
and in his dreams he heard the surf roar and saw the
native boats come riding through it. He
smelled the tar and oakum of the deck as he slept and he
smelled the smell of Africa
that the land breeze brought at morning. Usually when he smelled the
land breeze he woke up and dressed to go
and wake the boy. But tonight the smell of the land
breeze came very early and he knew it was
too early in his dream and went on dreaming to see the
white peaks of the Islands
rising from the sea and then he dreamed of the different harbors and
roadsteads of the Canary
Islands.
现在生活中，他每晚总免不了梦见那海岸，梦中他可以听见海涛呼啸的声音，看见土人的船
只乘风破浪地驶来。睡梦中，他闻到船上的焦油味及填塞船缝的麻絮味，还嗅到了晨间的微
风吹过非洲大地的气息。通常他一嗅到这陆上吹来的微风就会醒过来，马上穿上衣服，去叫
醒小男孩。但是今晚大地上微风的气息吹来得很早，梦中的他也知道太早了，而继续沈浸在
梦乡，接着他梦见海岛上白色的峰顶从海面上浮起，而后他又梦见卡那瑞群岛上的各个港口
与碇泊处。
He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of
women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor
fights, nor contests of strength, nor of
his wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on
the beach. They played like young cats in
the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never
dreamed about the boy. He simply woke,
looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his
trousers and put them on. He urinated
outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy.
他早已不再梦见暴风雨，也不再梦见女人，或发生过的大事，不再梦见大鱼，与人打架、比
力道，也不再梦见亡妻了。如今他只梦见各种不同的地方以及海滩上的狮子。狮子们像小猫
似地在暮霭中嬉戏，他喜爱它们，正如他喜爱那男孩一样，但他却从来没有梦见过男孩。他
就这么醒来了，往敞开的门外望了一下月亮，然后把卷着的裤子解开来穿上。他到小屋外边
小解后，就上路走去叫醒小男孩。
He was shivering with the morning cold. But
he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon
he would be rowing. The door of the house
where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it and
walked in quietly with his bare feet. The
boy was asleep on a cot in the first room and the old man
could see him clearly with the light that
came in from the dying moon. He took hold of one foot
gently and held it until the boy woke and
turned and looked at him. The old man nodded and the
boy took his trousers from the chair by the
bed and, sitting on the bed, pulled them on.
他在清晨寒冷的空气中发着抖，但他晓得多发抖个几下，便可以让自己暖和起来，而且马上
就要划动船桨了。男孩的房门没上锁，他开了门，蹑手蹑脚轻轻地走进去。男孩就睡在第一
个房间的小床上，借着外面即将消沉的月光，老人可以很清楚地看见男孩。他轻柔地握住男
孩的一只脚，直到男孩醒来转身望着他。老人对他点点头，男孩从床边椅子上拿起裤子，坐
在床边把它穿上。
The old man went out the door and the boy
came after him. He was sleepy and the old man put his
arm across his shoulders and said, "I
am sorry." "Que'va," the boy said. "It is what a man must
do."
They walked down the road to the old man's
shack and all along the road, in the dark, barefoot men
were moving, carrying the masts of their
boats. When they reached the old man's shack the boy took
the rolls of line in the basket and the
harpoon and gaff and the old man carried the mast with the
furled sail on his shoulder.
老人走出门外后，男孩跟着出来，他还很想打瞌睡，老人把手臂搭在他的肩膀上说：「很抱
The Old Man and The Sea By
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歉。」「怎么会！」男孩说：「这是男子汉应该做的事。」他们沿着路往下走，来到老人的
小屋。黑暗中，许多扛着船桅、赤着脚的身影晃动着。他们一来到老人的小屋，男孩便拿起
篮中成卷的绳索、鱼叉和鱼钩，老人把卷着帆的桅杆扛在肩上。
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"Do you want coffee?" the boy
asked. "We'll put the gear in the boat and then get some." They had
coffee from condensed milk cans at an early
morning place that served fishermen. "How did you
sleep old man?" the boy asked. He was
waking up now although it was still hard for him to leave
his sleep. "Very well, Manolin,"
the old man said. "I feel confident today." "So do I," the
boy said.
"Now I must get your sardines and mine
and your fish baits. He brings our gear himself. He never
wants anyone to carry anything."
「你要喝咖啡吗？」男孩问。「我们先把船具放在船上，再弄些咖啡来喝。」他们在一个专
供渔夫用早餐的地方，用炼乳罐子喝了咖啡。「老先生，你睡得好吗？」男孩问。虽然很难
把他的瞌睡虫驱除，但他已经逐渐醒来。「好极了，马洛林，」老人说：「我今天感到信心
十足！」「我也是一样。」男孩说：「现在我要去拿你的以及我自己的沙丁鱼，还有给你的
新鲜鱼饵。那人每次都是自己拿鱼具，从来不让别人拿任何东西。」
"We're different," the old man
said. "I let you carry things when you were five years old." "I
know
it," the boy said. "I'll be right
back. Have another coffee. We have credit here." He walked off, bare-
footed on the coral rocks, to the ice house
where the baits were stored. The old man drank his coffee
slowly. It was all he would have all day
and he knew that he should take it. For a long time now
eating had bored him and he never carried a
lunch. He had a bottle of water in the bow of the skiff
and that was all he needed for the day.
「我们则不同，」老人说：「你五岁时我就让你拿东西了。」「我知道啊。」男孩说：「我
马上回来。再喝一杯咖啡吧，我们在这儿可以赊帐。」他走开了，赤着脚在珊瑚礁上往贮存
鱼饵的冰库走去。老人慢慢地喝着他的第二杯咖啡，这将是他在接下的一整天里，唯一吃过
的食物，所以他知道他应该喝的。长久以来，吃对他来说，早已是件乏味的事，他从来不带
午餐的，他只需在船头放一瓶水，就足以过一整天了。
The boy was back now with the sardines and
the two baits wrapped in a newspaper and they went
down the trail to the skiff, feeling the
pebbled sand un