约里克的头骨

字幕原文

Hamlet and Horatio passed through a graveyard, 哈姆雷特和霍拉旭路过一片墓地，

where a gravedigger was singing as he dug, tossing up old bones. 有个掘墓人正一边挖一边哼着歌，随手把挖出来的枯骨往旁乱扔。

Hamlet picked up a skull. 哈姆雷特捡起了一个骷髅头。

"Whose was this?" “这是谁的？”

"That's Yorick's, sir, the king's jester. “先生，那是尤里克的，以前给国王逗乐的小丑。

Dead these twenty-three years." 都死了二十三年了。”

Hamlet stared at it. 哈姆雷特盯着它看。

"Alas, poor Yorick! “唉，可怜的尤里克！

I knew him, Horatio. 我认得他，霍拉旭。

A fellow of infinite jest." 他以前是个极其风趣幽默的人。”

Yorick had carried him on his back a thousand times. 尤里克当年不知把他背在背上玩过多少次。

Where were his jokes now, his songs? 可他当年的那些笑话、那些歌，如今都在哪儿呢？

Even Alexander the Great, Hamlet thought, had turned to dust. 哈姆雷特心想，就连亚历山大大帝，到头来也化作了一捧尘土。

Death makes kings and jesters equal. 死亡让国王和小丑变得毫无分别。

Then a funeral procession approached: the king, the queen, and Laertes. 这时，一支送葬队伍走了过来：里面有国王、王后，还有雷欧提斯。

It was Ophelia's funeral. 原来这是奥菲莉娅的葬礼。

When Laertes leapt into her grave in grief, 雷欧提斯悲痛欲绝地跳进了墓穴，

Hamlet leapt in after him. 哈姆雷特紧跟着也跳了进去。

"I loved Ophelia! “我深爱着奥菲莉娅！

Forty thousand brothers could not match my love!" 四万个哥哥加在一起，对她的爱也比不上我！”

The two men had to be pulled apart. 众人好不容易才把他们俩拉开。