When on that shivering winter's night, the Pequod thrust her vindictive bows into the cold malicious waves, who should I see standing at her helm but Bulkington! 在那个令人发抖的冬夜里,当"裴廓德号"的仇念深重的船头在冷酷恶毒的海洋中破浪前进的时候,我看到把着舵的竟是布金敦!

I looked with sympathetic awe and fearfulness upon the man, who in mid-winter just landed from a four years' dangerous voyage, could so unrestingly push off again for still another tempestuous term.  我怀着既同情又畏敬之心望着他,他在仲冬时节,刚从四年的危险航程回来,竟又这样毫不休息地奔赴另一个更为惊险的航程。

The land seemed scorching to his feet.  陆地好象烧炙着他的双脚。

Wonderfullest things are ever the unmentionable; deep memories yield no epitaphs; this six-inch chapter is the stoneless grave of Bulkington.  最可惊叹的事情都始终是难以言宣的;深沉的怀念是没有墓志铭的;这小小的一章就是布金敦的没有碑石的墓穴。

Let me only say that it fared with him as with the storm-tossed ship, that miserably drives along the leeward land.  我不妨这么说,他的生活就象这艘被狂风播弄的船,可怜地赶向下风地带。

The port would fain give succor; the port is pitiful; in the port is safety, comfort, hearthstone, supper, warm blankets, friends, all that's kind to our mortalities.  港埠是乐于救助的;港埠是慈悲的;在港埠上是安全的,舒适的,有家庭,有晚饭,有温暖的毯子,有朋友,一切都对我们人类十分亲切。

But in that gale, the port, the land, is that ship's direst jeopardy; she must fly all hospitality; one touch of land, though it but graze the keel, would make her shudder through and through.  但是,在大风里,港埠,陆地却成为船只的最可怕的危境;船只必须避开一切殷勤;让陆地稍微一碰,虽然不过是轻轻地把船骨一擦,却会使船只浑身都发起颤来。