他已驶入光亮之处，此刻他心想，他马上就要驶入浪潮的边缘了。一切总算过去了，他心想。鲨鱼可能会再来袭击我，但是一个手无寸铁的人，如何在黑暗中对付它们呢？
I hope I do not have to fight again, he thought.But by midnight he fought and this time he knew the fight was useless. They came in a pack,He clubbed desperately at what he could only feel and hear and he felt something seized the club and it was gone.
他想，希望我不必再搏斗了.但是到了午夜时分，他又开始搏斗了，而且他知道这次再怎么斗也没有用的。鲨鱼成群结队地来了，他感觉有东西抓住了棍子，之后棍子就被拖走了。
He jerked the tiller free from the rudder and beat an chopped with it, holding it in both hands and driving it down again and again. One came, finally, against the head itself and he knew that it was over.He swung the tiller across the shark's head ,He swung it once and twice and again.
他把舵柄由舵上卸下，双手握着它，一次又一次地往下捶打鲨鱼。最后，过来一条鲨鱼来抢食鱼头，他知道一切都完了。他朝鲨鱼头挥舞着舵柄，老人一次再一次地挥打。
The shark let go and rolled away. That was the last shark of the pack that came. There was nothing more for them to eat. The old man could hardly breathe now and he felt a strange taste in his mouth. It was coppery and sweet and he was afraid of it for a moment.He spat into the ocean and said, "Eat that, galanos.
鲨鱼松了嘴，翻滚下来。这是刚才蜂拥而至的鲨鱼中的最后一只。也已经没有什么东西可供它们吃了。老人这时几乎已喘不过气来，他感觉口中有奇水怪的味道。是黄铜的味道，甜甜的，这味道令他担心了一下。他往海里吐了一口唾沫说：「吃吧！虎鲨。」 
He knew he was beaten now finally and without remedy,He put the sack around his shoulders and put the skiff on her course.he had no thoughts nor any feelings of any kind.
现在他知道，他终于被打败了，而且是一败涂地，他把肩膀上的布袋整理好，将然将小船驶向航道。他已无任何想法，亦无任何感觉，对任何事也不感兴趣了。
He only noticed how lightly and how well the skiff sailed now there was no great weight beside her. He could feel he was inside the current now and he could see the lights of the beach colonies along the shore.
他只注意到小船现在没有沉重的负荷了，它多么轻巧而顺利地航行着啊。他可以感觉到他已经航进海潮里面来了，同时也可以看见沿着海岸旁边海滨住宅区的灯光。
作者简介：
Ernest Hemingway (欧内斯特•海明威 l899～1961)美国小说家。1954年度的诺贝尔文学奖获得者、“新闻体”小说的创始人。
生于一八九九年七月二十一日，一家六个孩子，他是第二个。他母亲让他练习拉大提琴；他父亲教他钓鱼和射击。童年似乎没有创伤。中学是一九一七届的，他是一个热情的、好竞争的标准美国男孩；学习成绩好，体育运动全面发展（游泳、足球、射击，还偷偷地到当地体育馆去学拳击），参加辩论团，学校乐队里拉大提琴，编辑学校报纸《吊架》，还给文学杂志《书板》投稿，写短篇小说（已经初具日后成熟的风格的苗头），写诗。