书名：Sonnets莎士比亚十四行诗
作者：William Shakespeare
出版社名称：Alma Classics
出版时间：2016
语种：英文
ISBN：9781847496089
商品尺寸：12.8 x 1.4 x 19.9 cm
包装：平装
页数：256（以实物为准）
Sonnets《莎士比亚十四行诗》收录了莎翁留传于世的全部154首十四行诗及A Lover's Complaint《爱人的怨诉》，诗歌用词丰富精炼、比喻新颖生动、音调铿锵悦耳，内容上主要以歌颂爱情为主。审美价值独特，思想博大精深，说理清晰透彻，感情节制适度，形象生动丰富，语言运用巧妙，韵律节奏优美。其诗作的结构技巧和语言技巧都很高，几乎每首诗都有其独特的审美价值。在英国乃至世界十四行诗的创作中，莎士比亚十四行诗是一座高峰。

本书为英文版，书后附154首开头句索引表，适合研究莎士比亚诗集的读者以及英语文学爱好者阅读。

Shakespeare's Sonnets are among the most lyrical and moving pieces of poetry in any language, abounding with examples of his genius for wordplay, rhythm and metaphor and dealing with the eternal themes of love, memory, beauty and the ravishes of time. First published in 1609, after Shakespeare had written many of his most famous works, the Sonnets have been the subject of literary curiosity ever since, mainly concerning the identity of the two addressees, 'Mr W.H.' and the 'Dark Lady', and the light they could shine on Shakespeare's life.

This collection constitutes one of English literature's most profound poetic meditations on life and love, and is a vital complement to the plays, offering clues to Shakespeare's own biography. Presented here in an edition that makes them accessible to twentieth-century readers, these poems are worth returning to again and again.
威廉·莎士比亚（William Shakepeare，1564~1616），是英国文艺复兴时期伟大的戏剧家和诗人。一生共创作37部戏剧，154首十四行诗，两部长诗和其他诗歌。他的作品是人文主义文学的杰出代表，对后代作家影响深远，在世界文学史上有极其重要的地位。莎士比亚出生在英格兰沃里克郡埃文河畔斯特拉特福镇一个富裕市民家庭，曾在当地文法学校学习。13岁时家道中落辍学经商，18岁结婚，几年以后去伦敦谋生。当过剧院的打杂工、演员和编剧等。1597年在家乡购置了房产，1616年在家乡病逝。莎士比亚文学创作的主要成就是戏剧，按时代、思想和艺术风格的发展，可分为三个时期：第1时期（1590~1600年），是莎士比亚人文主义世界观和创作风格形成时期，共写了9部历史剧和2部长诗。其中为人所熟知的有《理查三世》（1592）、《罗密欧与朱丽叶》（1595）和《威尼斯商人》（1597）。第2时期（1601~1607年），是莎士比亚文艺思想成熟、艺术上达到高峰的阶段。这一时期创作了不朽的四大悲剧：《哈姆雷特》（1601）、《奥赛罗》（1604）、《李尔王》（1606）、《麦克白》（1606）。第3时期（1608—1612年），是莎士比亚的创作晚期，作品由悲剧转向传奇剧，带有明显的乌托邦式的空想主义色彩。反映了他的人文主义理想与客观现实之间的尖锐矛盾，以及他力求两者和谐的心态。主要作品有《辛白林》（1609）、《冬天的故事》（1610）和《暴风雨》（1611）。莎士比亚戏剧的艺术特色是题材典型、情节生动、语言丰富、人物个性鲜明。他从民间和古典作品中汲取营养，融入自己独特的见解，把作品锤炼得炉火纯青。马克思称莎士比亚为“人类极伟大的天才之一”。恩格斯盛赞其作品的现实主义精神与情节的生动性、丰富性。莎士比亚的作品几乎被翻译成世界各种文字。

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE was born at Stratford upon Avon in April, 1564. He was the third child, and eldest son, of John Shakespeare and Mary Arden. His father was one of the most prosperous men of Stratford, who held in turn the chief offices in the town. In December, 1582, Shakespeare married Ann Hathaway, a farmer’s daughter; their first child Susanna was baptized on May 6, 1583, and twins, Hamnet and Judith, on February 22, 1585. Little is known of Shakespeare’s early life; but it is unlikely that a writer who dramatized such an incomparable range and variety of human kinds and experiences spent his early manhood entirely in a country town. There is one popular theory that he fled from Stratford because he was in trouble for deer stealing, another that he was for some time a schoolmaster.
From 1592 onwards the records are much fuller. In March, 1592, the Lord Strange’s players produced a new play at the Rose Theatre called Harry the Sixth, which was very successful, and was probably the First Part of Henry VI. In the autumn of 1592 Robert Greene, the best known of the professional writers, as he was dying wrote a letter to three fellow writers in which he warned them against the ingratitude of players in general, and in particular against an “upstart crow” who “supposes he is as much able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you: and being an absolute Johannes Factotum is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.” This is the first reference to Shakespeare, and the whole passage suggests that Shakespeare had become suddenly famous as a playwright.
I 

From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed’st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, mak’st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be:
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.

II
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tattered weed, of small worth held:
Then being asked where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,
To say "Within thine own deep-sunken eyes"
Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use,
If thou couldst answer:"This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count and make my old excuse",
Proving his beauty by succession thine.
This were to be new-made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold.