強き者よの英語

「かくて生れつき心猛（たけ）くそのうえに飲みたる酒の効き目にていっそう力も強きエセルレッドは、まこと頑（かたく）なにして邪（よこしま）なる隠者との談判を待ちかね、おりから肩に雨の降りかかるを覚えて、嵐の来らんことを恐れ、たちまちその鎚矛（つちぼこ）を振り上げていくたびか打ち叩き、間もなく扉の板張りに、籠手（こて）はめたる手の入るほどの穴をぞ穿（うが）ちける。例文帳に追加

"And Ethelred, who was by nature of a doughty heart, and who was now mighty withal, on account of the powerfulness of the wine which he had drunken, waited no longer to hold parley with the hermit, who, in sooth, was of an obstinate and maliceful turn, but, feeling the rain upon his shoulders, and fearing the rising of the tempest, uplifted his mace outright, and, with blows, made quickly room in the plankings of the door for his gauntleted hand ;発音を聞く  - Edgar Allan Poe『アッシャー家の崩壊』

パーネルは死んだ残忍な偽善者どもの手にかかり僕らの無冠の王は死んだ嘆く、嘆く、悲しみのエリン泥沼から引き上げてやった臆病な犬どもに彼は殺されたエリンの希望もエリンの夢もその君主の積みまきの上に滅びた御殿にあろうとも、小屋にあろうとも悲しみにひしがれるアイルランドの心その運命をもたらすはずの彼が逝ってしまったから彼あらば世界にエリンの名を知らしめ栄光の緑の旗をはためかせ政治家たち、詩人たち、戦士たちの立ち上がったものを彼は自由を夢見た悲しいかな、夢にすぎなかった偶像をつかもうとしたその時裏切りが彼と愛するものを引き離した恥を知れ、臆病者彼らの君主を襲い媚を売る聖職者衆に売り渡した卑劣漢ども永遠の恥辱よ、焼き尽くせ誇りをもって彼らをはねつけた人の高貴の名を汚し傷つけた者どもの記憶を最後まで気高く屈せずに倒れた強き人死が彼を今は亡きエリンの英雄たちと一つにした彼の眠りを乱す争いはなし！静かに彼は休む彼を栄光へと駆り立てる人としての苦悩も大望も今はない彼らは思い通り彼を殺したしかしエリンは望む、彼の魂よ炎から不死鳥のように舞い上がれとその日の夜の明ける時自由の御代が僕らにもたらされるその日、エリンよ、挙げよ喜びの杯を悲しみのためにパーネルの思い出のために例文帳に追加

O, Erin, mourn with grief and woeFor he lies dead whom the fell gangOf modern hypocrites laid low.He lies slain by the coward houndsHe raised to glory from the mire;And Erin's hopes and Erin's dreamsPerish upon her monarch's pyre.In palace, cabin or in cotThe Irish heart where'er it beIs bowed with woe--for he is goneWho would have wrought her destiny.He would have had his Erin famed,The green flag gloriously unfurled,Her statesmen, bards and warriors raisedBefore the nations of the World.He dreamed (alas, 'twas but a dream!)Of Liberty: but as he stroveTo clutch that idol, treacherySundered him from the thing he loved.Shame on the coward, caitiff handsThat smote their Lord or with a kissBetrayed him to the rabble-routOf fawning priests--no friends of his.May everlasting shame consumeThe memory of those who triedTo befoul and smear the exalted nameOf one who spurned them in his pride.He fell as fall the mighty ones,Nobly undaunted to the last,And death has now united himWith Erin's heroes of the past.No sound of strife disturb his sleep!Calmly he rests: no human painOr high ambition spurs him nowThe peaks of glory to attain.They had their way: they laid him low.But Erin, list, his spirit mayRise, like the Phoenix from the flames,When breaks the dawning of the day,The day that brings us Freedom's reign.And on that day may Erin wellPledge in the cup she lifts to JoyOne grief--the memory of Parnell.発音を聞く  - James Joyce『アイビーデイの委員会室』