忏悔录 Confessions | BookⅣ Chapter1 一梦九年

BookⅣ Chapter1

一梦九年

For this space of nine years (from my nineteenth year to my eight-and-twentieth) we lived seduced and seducing, deceived and deceiving, in divers lusts; openly, by sciences which they call liberal; secretly, with a false-named religion; here proud, there superstitious, every where vain. Here, hunting after the emptiness of popular praise, down even to theatrical applauses, and poetic prizes, and strifes for grassy garlands, and the follies of shows, and the intemperance of desires. There, desiring to be cleansed from these defilements, by carrying food to those who were called "elect" and "holy," out of which, in the workhouse of their stomachs, they should forge for us Angels and Gods, by whom we might be cleansed. These things did I follow, and practise with my friends, deceived by me, and with me.

我从十九岁到二十八岁，九年之久，陈溺于种种恶业之中，自惑惑人，自欺欺人，公开是教授所谓“自由学术”，暗中则使用虚伪的宗教幌子，前者是出于骄傲，后者则由于迷信，而二者都是虚妄。我一面追求群众的渺茫名誉，甚至剧场中的喝采，诗歌竞赛中柴草般的花冠、无聊的戏剧和猖狂的情欲，而另一面却企图澡雪这些污秽：我供应那些所谓“优秀分子”和“圣人们”[1]饮食，想从他们的肚子里泡制出天使和神道来解救我们。我和那些受我欺骗或同我一起受人欺骗的朋友们从事于这种荒谬绝伦的勾当。

Let the arrogant mock me, and such as have not been, to their soul's health, stricken and cast down by Thee, O my God; but I would still confess to Thee mine own shame in Thy praise. Suffer me, I beseech Thee, and give me grace to go over in my present remembrance the wanderings of my forepassed time, and to offer unto Thee the sacrifice of thanksgiving. For what am I to myself without Thee, but a guide to mine own downfall, or what am I even at the best, but an infant sucking the milk Thou givest, and feeding upon Thee, the food that perisheth not? But what sort of man is any man, seeing he is but a man? Let now the strong and the mighty laugh at us, but let us poor and needy confess unto Thee.

我的上帝，那些尚未蒙受你的屈辱抑制而得救的骄傲者，任凭他们讪笑吧；我愿向你忏悔我的耻辱，为了你的光荣。我求你，请容许我用现在的记忆回想我过去错误的曲折过程，向你献上“欢乐之祭”。如果没有你，我为我自己只是一个走向毁灭的向导！即使在我生活良好的时候，也不过是一个饮你的乳、吃你的不朽的食物的人！一个人，不论哪一个人，只要是人，能是什么？任凭那些有权有势的人嘲笑吧！我们，孱弱、贫困的我们，愿意向你忏悔。