The Celestial Surgeon1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

The Celestial Surgeon
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

If I have faltered more or less
In my great task of happiness;
If I have moved among my race
And shown no glorious morning face;
If beams from happy human eyes
Have moved me not; if morning skies,
Books, and my food, and summer rain
Knocked on my sullen heart in vain: --
Lord, thy most pointed pleasure take
And stab my spirit broad awake;
Or, Lord, if too obdurate I,
Choose thou, before that spirit die
A piercing pain, a killing sin,
And to my dead heart run them in.
喩え幸福という私の大仕事を多少やる気がなくなっても
喩えこの戦いの間に、気が変わって
輝かしい朝の顔を全く見せなくなっても
私をその気にさせなかった。
喩え幸福な人間の目から微笑を放っても
喩え朝の空や本や私の食べ物や夏の雨が
私の心を空しく叩いても--

21:47 2016/04/03月