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2016年10月13日木曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea9/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木

目の所為で若者に仕え彼の人生に彼女自身を生かしながら、
海から一人で、釣りはタマテアを幸運に近づける、浜へと彼の小船を駆り立て、母親はそこで彼を待った、

20:23 2016/07/15金

- 「長い間お前が無事でいてくれさえしたら!」と彼女は言った。「お前の釣りは希望へと駆り立てる、だから直ぐに王様の為にお前の魚全部の中で一番いいものを選ぼう。不安が宮殿を住処としていて、国に悪意が根を張っている、

23:49 2016/07/16土

注意されるのは、怠けた足取り、それにしみったれた手に注目される、時間と距離は勘定に入れられる、捧げ物は数を確かめ、重さを量った、そして急に現れると彼には難儀、遅くなっても彼には難儀!」

23:58 2016/07/17日

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.
そう、浜辺で母親は話し、より賢明な考え方を助言した。

23:10 2016/07/18月

というのも、ラヘロは、田舎で奮起し、王様を心にかけていたから。
どれだけパン種がこねられたかという合図も欠けていなかった。

23:11 2016/07/19火

服従の紐に繋がれながらも束縛を脱しそうしてしぶしぶ捧げ物を届けた。

23:12 2016/07/20水

やがて最後にオロ寺院へと犠牲者を連れてボウトゥは急ぎ、奉仕者が籠の蓋を開けると、見掛けは死んでいるかのようだった。

22:28 2016/07/21木

So spake on the beach the mother, matter worthy of note, And wattled a basket well, and chose a fish from the boat; And Tamatea the pliable shouldered the basket and went, And travelled, and sang as he travelled, a lad that was well content. Still the way of his going was round by the roaring coast, Where the ring of the reef is broke and the trades run riot the most. On his left, with smoke as of battle, the billows battered the land; Unscalable, turreted mountains rose on the inner hand. And cape, and village, and river, and vale, and mountain above, Each had a name in the land for men to remember and love; And never the name of a place, but lo! a song in its praise: Ancient and unforgotten, songs of the earlier days, That the elders taught to the young, and at night, in the full of the moon, Garlanded boys and maidens sang together in tune. Tamatea the placable went with a lingering foot; He sang as loud as a bird, he whistled hoarse as a flute; He broiled in the sun, he breathed in the grateful shadow of trees, In the icy stream of the rivers he waded over the knees; And still in his empty mind crowded, a thousand-fold, The deeds of the strong and the songs of the cunning heroes of old.

And now was he come to a place Taiarapu honoured the most, Where a silent valley of woods debouched on the noisy coast, Spewing a level river. There was a haunt of Pai. {1b} There, in his potent youth, when his parents drove him to die, Honoura lived like a beast, lacking the lamp and the fire, Washed by the rains of the trade and clotting his hair in the mire; And there, so mighty his hands, he bent the tree to his foot - So keen the spur of his hunger, he plucked it naked of fruit. There, as she pondered the clouds for the shadow of coming ills, Ahupu, the woman of song, walked on high on the hills.

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea8/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木

目の所為で若者に仕え彼の人生に彼女自身を生かしながら、
海から一人で、釣りはタマテアを幸運に近づける、浜へと彼の小船を駆り立て、母親はそこで彼を待った、

20:23 2016/07/15金

- 「長い間お前が無事でいてくれさえしたら!」と彼女は言った。「お前の釣りは希望へと駆り立てる、だから直ぐに王様の為にお前の魚全部の中で一番いいものを選ぼう。不安が宮殿を住処としていて、国に悪意が根を張っている、

23:49 2016/07/16土

注意されるのは、怠けた足取り、それにしみったれた手に注目される、時間と距離は勘定に入れられる、捧げ物は数を確かめ、重さを量った、そして急に現れると彼には難儀、遅くなっても彼には難儀!」

23:58 2016/07/17日

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.
そう、浜辺で母親は話し、より賢明な考え方を助言した。

23:10 2016/07/18月

というのも、ラヘロは、田舎で奮起し、王様を心にかけていたから。
どれだけパン種がこねられたかという合図も欠けていなかった。

23:11 2016/07/19火

服従の紐に繋がれながらも束縛を脱しそうしてしぶしぶ捧げ物届けた。

23:12 2016/07/20水

So spake on the beach the mother, matter worthy of note, And wattled a basket well, and chose a fish from the boat; And Tamatea the pliable shouldered the basket and went, And travelled, and sang as he travelled, a lad that was well content. Still the way of his going was round by the roaring coast, Where the ring of the reef is broke and the trades run riot the most. On his left, with smoke as of battle, the billows battered the land; Unscalable, turreted mountains rose on the inner hand. And cape, and village, and river, and vale, and mountain above, Each had a name in the land for men to remember and love; And never the name of a place, but lo! a song in its praise: Ancient and unforgotten, songs of the earlier days, That the elders taught to the young, and at night, in the full of the moon, Garlanded boys and maidens sang together in tune. Tamatea the placable went with a lingering foot; He sang as loud as a bird, he whistled hoarse as a flute; He broiled in the sun, he breathed in the grateful shadow of trees, In the icy stream of the rivers he waded over the knees; And still in his empty mind crowded, a thousand-fold, The deeds of the strong and the songs of the cunning heroes of old.

And now was he come to a place Taiarapu honoured the most, Where a silent valley of woods debouched on the noisy coast, Spewing a level river. There was a haunt of Pai. {1b} There, in his potent youth, when his parents drove him to die, Honoura lived like a beast, lacking the lamp and the fire, Washed by the rains of the trade and clotting his hair in the mire; And there, so mighty his hands, he bent the tree to his foot - So keen the spur of his hunger, he plucked it naked of fruit. There, as she pondered the clouds for the shadow of coming ills, Ahupu, the woman of song, walked on high on the hills.

2016年10月11日火曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea7/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木

目の所為で若者に仕え彼の人生に彼女自身を生かしながら、
海から一人で、釣りはタマテアを幸運に近づける、浜へと彼の小船を駆り立て、母親はそこで彼を待った、

20:23 2016/07/15金

- 「長い間お前が無事でいてくれさえしたら!」と彼女は言った。「お前の釣りは希望へと駆り立てる、だから直ぐに王様の為にお前の魚全部の中で一番いいものを選ぼう。不安が宮殿を住処としていて、国に悪意が根を張っている、

23:49 2016/07/16土

注意されるのは、怠けた足取り、それにしみったれた手に注目される、時間と距離は勘定に入れられる、捧げ物は数を確かめ、重さを量った、そして急に現れると彼には難儀、遅くなっても彼には難儀!」

23:58 2016/07/17日

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.
そう、浜辺で母親は話し、より賢明な考え方を助言した。

23:10 2016/07/18月

というのも、ラヘロは、田舎で奮起し、王様を心にかけていたから。
どれだけパン種がこねられたかという合図も欠けていなかった。

23:11 2016/07/19火

2016年10月10日月曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea6/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木

目の所為で若者に仕え彼の人生に彼女自身を生かしながら、
海から一人で、釣りはタマテアを幸運に近づける、浜へと彼の小船を駆り立て、母親はそこで彼を待った、

20:23 2016/07/15金

- 「長い間お前が無事でいてくれさえしたら!」と彼女は言った。「お前の釣りは希望へと駆り立てる、だから直ぐに王様の為にお前の魚全部の中で一番いいものを選ぼう。不安が宮殿を住処としていて、国に悪意が根を張っている、

23:49 2016/07/16土

注意されるのは、怠けた足取り、それにしみったれた手に注目される、時間と距離は勘定に入れられる、捧げ物は数を確かめ、重さを量った、そして急に現れると彼には難儀、遅くなっても彼には難儀!」

23:58 2016/07/17日

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.
そう、浜辺で母親は話し、より賢明な考え方を助言した。

23:10 2016/07/18月

2016年10月9日日曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea5/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木

目の所為で若者に仕え彼の人生に彼女自身を生かしながら、
海から一人で、釣りはタマテアを幸運に近づける、浜へと彼の小船を駆り立て、母親はそこで彼を待った、

20:23 2016/07/15金

- 「長い間お前が無事でいてくれさえしたら!」と彼女は言った。「お前の釣りは希望へと駆り立てる、だから直ぐに王様の為にお前の魚全部の中で一番いいものを選ぼう。不安が宮殿を住処としていて、国に悪意が根を張っている、

23:49 2016/07/16土

注意されるのは、怠けた足取り、それにしみったれた手に注目される、時間と距離は勘定に入れられる、捧げ物は数を確かめ、重さを量った、そして急に現れると彼には難儀、遅くなっても彼には難儀!」

23:58 2016/07/17日

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.

So spake on the beach the mother, matter worthy of note, And wattled a basket well, and chose a fish from the boat; And Tamatea the pliable shouldered the basket and went, And travelled, and sang as he travelled, a lad that was well content. Still the way of his going was round by the roaring coast, Where the ring of the reef is broke and the trades run riot the most. On his left, with smoke as of battle, the billows battered the land; Unscalable, turreted mountains rose on the inner hand. And cape, and village, and river, and vale, and mountain above, Each had a name in the land for men to remember and love; And never the name of a place, but lo! a song in its praise: Ancient and unforgotten, songs of the earlier days, That the elders taught to the young, and at night, in the full of the moon, Garlanded boys and maidens sang together in tune. Tamatea the placable went with a lingering foot; He sang as loud as a bird, he whistled hoarse as a flute; He broiled in the sun, he breathed in the grateful shadow of trees, In the icy stream of the rivers he waded over the knees; And still in his empty mind crowded, a thousand-fold, The deeds of the strong and the songs of the cunning heroes of old.

And now was he come to a place Taiarapu honoured the most, Where a silent valley of woods debouched on the noisy coast, Spewing a level river. There was a haunt of Pai. {1b} There, in his potent youth, when his parents drove him to die, Honoura lived like a beast, lacking the lamp and the fire, Washed by the rains of the trade and clotting his hair in the mire; And there, so mighty his hands, he bent the tree to his foot - So keen the spur of his hunger, he plucked it naked of fruit. There, as she pondered the clouds for the shadow of coming ills, Ahupu, the woman of song, walked on high on the hills.

2016年10月8日土曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea4/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木

目の所為で若者に仕え彼の人生に彼女自身を生かしながら、
海から一人で、釣りはタマテアを幸運に近づける、浜へと彼の小船を駆り立て、母親はそこで彼を待った、

20:23 2016/07/15金

- 「長い間お前が無事でいてくれさえしたら!」と彼女は言った。「お前の釣りは希望へと駆り立てる、だから直ぐに王様の為にお前の魚全部の中で一番いいものを選ぼう。不安が宮殿を住処としていて、国に悪意が根を張っている、

23:49 2016/07/16土

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.

So spake on the beach the mother, matter worthy of note, And wattled a basket well, and chose a fish from the boat; And Tamatea the pliable shouldered the basket and went, And travelled, and sang as he travelled, a lad that was well content. Still the way of his going was round by the roaring coast, Where the ring of the reef is broke and the trades run riot the most. On his left, with smoke as of battle, the billows battered the land; Unscalable, turreted mountains rose on the inner hand. And cape, and village, and river, and vale, and mountain above, Each had a name in the land for men to remember and love; And never the name of a place, but lo! a song in its praise: Ancient and unforgotten, songs of the earlier days, That the elders taught to the young, and at night, in the full of the moon, Garlanded boys and maidens sang together in tune. Tamatea the placable went with a lingering foot; He sang as loud as a bird, he whistled hoarse as a flute; He broiled in the sun, he breathed in the grateful shadow of trees, In the icy stream of the rivers he waded over the knees; And still in his empty mind crowded, a thousand-fold, The deeds of the strong and the songs of the cunning heroes of old.

And now was he come to a place Taiarapu honoured the most, Where a silent valley of woods debouched on the noisy coast, Spewing a level river. There was a haunt of Pai. {1b} There, in his potent youth, when his parents drove him to die, Honoura lived like a beast, lacking the lamp and the fire, Washed by the rains of the trade and clotting his hair in the mire; And there, so mighty his hands, he bent the tree to his foot - So keen the spur of his hunger, he plucked it naked of fruit. There, as she pondered the clouds for the shadow of coming ills, Ahupu, the woman of song, walked on high on the hills.

2016年10月7日金曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木

目の所為で若者に仕え彼の人生に彼女自身を生かしながら、
海から一人で、釣りはタマテアを幸運に近づける、浜へと彼の小船を駆り立て、母親はそこで彼をまった、

20:23 2016/07/15金

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.

So spake on the beach the mother, matter worthy of note, And wattled a basket well, and chose a fish from the boat; And Tamatea the pliable shouldered the basket and went, And travelled, and sang as he travelled, a lad that was well content. Still the way of his going was round by the roaring coast, Where the ring of the reef is broke and the trades run riot the most. On his left, with smoke as of battle, the billows battered the land; Unscalable, turreted mountains rose on the inner hand. And cape, and village, and river, and vale, and mountain above, Each had a name in the land for men to remember and love; And never the name of a place, but lo! a song in its praise: Ancient and unforgotten, songs of the earlier days, That the elders taught to the young, and at night, in the full of the moon, Garlanded boys and maidens sang together in tune. Tamatea the placable went with a lingering foot; He sang as loud as a bird, he whistled hoarse as a flute; He broiled in the sun, he breathed in the grateful shadow of trees, In the icy stream of the rivers he waded over the knees; And still in his empty mind crowded, a thousand-fold, The deeds of the strong and the songs of the cunning heroes of old.

And now was he come to a place Taiarapu honoured the most, Where a silent valley of woods debouched on the noisy coast, Spewing a level river. There was a haunt of Pai. {1b} There, in his potent youth, when his parents drove him to die, Honoura lived like a beast, lacking the lamp and the fire, Washed by the rains of the trade and clotting his hair in the mire; And there, so mighty his hands, he bent the tree to his foot - So keen the spur of his hunger, he plucked it naked of fruit. There, as she pondered the clouds for the shadow of coming ills, Ahupu, the woman of song, walked on high on the hills.

2016年10月6日木曜日

倍賞千恵子、倍賞美津子は、男だ。


倍賞千恵子、小六禮次郎夫婦、アントニオ猪木と日本共産党、勤医協は、私の声、私の体、私の顔を私から奪って来た。
倍賞千恵子、倍賞美津子、弟で猪木事務所社長倍賞鉄夫、日産自動車硬式野球部元監督倍賞明は、北朝鮮学校出身である。
倍賞千恵子、倍賞美津子は、整形男だ。
だから、私の声、私の体、私の顔、私の歯列、私の骨格を必要とする。
倍賞千恵子の経歴は、嘘ばかり。
1941年〈昭和16年)に生まれたというのに、幼少時は「のど自慢」荒らしだったと書いている。
乳癌を切除したというが、もともと胸など全くない。
男に胸などある筈がない。
倍賞千恵子、小六禮次郎夫婦、アントニオ猪木は、米子市にいる。
米子市民大量虐殺、市民財産窃盗犯である。


22:43 2016/07/13水

2016年10月5日水曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

タマテア彼の名、騙され易い、単純で、そして優しい、見目麗しい容貌、肉体の敏捷性、心に飾り気のない、彼の母親は
彼を抑制し、並みの妻以上に彼を愛した。

20:16 2016/07/14木


So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.

So spake on the beach the mother, matter worthy of note, And wattled a basket well, and chose a fish from the boat; And Tamatea the pliable shouldered the basket and went, And travelled, and sang as he travelled, a lad that was well content. Still the way of his going was round by the roaring coast, Where the ring of the reef is broke and the trades run riot the most. On his left, with smoke as of battle, the billows battered the land; Unscalable, turreted mountains rose on the inner hand. And cape, and village, and river, and vale, and mountain above, Each had a name in the land for men to remember and love; And never the name of a place, but lo! a song in its praise: Ancient and unforgotten, songs of the earlier days, That the elders taught to the young, and at night, in the full of the moon, Garlanded boys and maidens sang together in tune. Tamatea the placable went with a lingering foot; He sang as loud as a bird, he whistled hoarse as a flute; He broiled in the sun, he breathed in the grateful shadow of trees, In the icy stream of the rivers he waded over the knees; And still in his empty mind crowded, a thousand-fold, The deeds of the strong and the songs of the cunning heroes of old.

And now was he come to a place Taiarapu honoured the most, Where a silent valley of woods debouched on the noisy coast, Spewing a level river. There was a haunt of Pai. {1b} There, in his potent youth, when his parents drove him to die, Honoura lived like a beast, lacking the lamp and the fire, Washed by the rains of the trade and clotting his hair in the mire; And there, so mighty his hands, he bent the tree to his foot - So keen the spur of his hunger, he plucked it naked of fruit. There, as she pondered the clouds for the shadow of coming ills, Ahupu, the woman of song, walked on high on the hills.

2016年10月4日火曜日

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

I. The Slaying Of Tamatea
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

It fell in the days of old, as the men of Taiarapu tell, A youth went forth to the fishing, and fortune favoured him well.
Tamatea his name: gullible, simple, and kind, Comely of countenance, nimble of body, empty of mind, His mother ruled him and loved him beyond the wont of a wife, Serving the lad for eyes and living herself in his life. Alone from the sea and the fishing came Tamatea the fair, Urging his boat to the beach, and the mother awaited him there, - "Long may you live!" said she. "Your fishing has sped to a wish. And now let us choose for the king the fairest of all your fish. For fear inhabits the palace and grudging grows in the land, Marked is the sluggardly foot and marked the niggardly hand, The hours and the miles are counted, the tributes numbered and weighed, And woe to him that comes short, and woe to him that delayed!"
タイアラプの男達が話すように、それは昔沈んだ、
或る若者が釣りに出かけ、運命は、大いに彼に味方した。

20:49 2016/07/12火

So spoke on the beach the mother, and counselled the wiser thing. For Rahero stirred in the country and secretly mined the king. Nor were the signals wanting of how the leaven wrought, In the cords of obedience loosed and the tributes grudgingly brought. And when last to the temple of Oro the boat with the victim sped, And the priest uncovered the basket and looked on the face of the dead, Trembling fell upon all at sight of an ominous thing, For there was the aito {1a} dead, and he of the house of the king.

So spake on the beach the mother, matter worthy of note, And wattled a basket well, and chose a fish from the boat; And Tamatea the pliable shouldered the basket and went, And travelled, and sang as he travelled, a lad that was well content. Still the way of his going was round by the roaring coast, Where the ring of the reef is broke and the trades run riot the most. On his left, with smoke as of battle, the billows battered the land; Unscalable, turreted mountains rose on the inner hand. And cape, and village, and river, and vale, and mountain above, Each had a name in the land for men to remember and love; And never the name of a place, but lo! a song in its praise: Ancient and unforgotten, songs of the earlier days, That the elders taught to the young, and at night, in the full of the moon, Garlanded boys and maidens sang together in tune. Tamatea the placable went with a lingering foot; He sang as loud as a bird, he whistled hoarse as a flute; He broiled in the sun, he breathed in the grateful shadow of trees, In the icy stream of the rivers he waded over the knees; And still in his empty mind crowded, a thousand-fold, The deeds of the strong and the songs of the cunning heroes of old.

And now was he come to a place Taiarapu honoured the most, Where a silent valley of woods debouched on the noisy coast, Spewing a level river. There was a haunt of Pai. {1b} There, in his potent youth, when his parents drove him to die, Honoura lived like a beast, lacking the lamp and the fire, Washed by the rains of the trade and clotting his hair in the mire; And there, so mighty his hands, he bent the tree to his foot - So keen the spur of his hunger, he plucked it naked of fruit. There, as she pondered the clouds for the shadow of coming ills, Ahupu, the woman of song, walked on high on the hills.

2016年10月3日月曜日

TO ORI A ORI3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

TO ORI A ORI
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ori, my brother in the island mode,
In every tongue and meaning much my friend,
This story of your country and your clan,
In your loved house, your too much honoured guest,
I made in English.
Take it, being done;
And let me sign it with the name you gave.
TeriTera

オリ、島の気分に浸っていると僕の兄弟、
一言毎にそして多くを語ろうとすると僕の友人、

21:17 2016/07/08金

君の国のこの物語と君の一族、
君の愛した家に、君のこの上なく誉れ高い客、

21:19 2016/07/09土

僕は、イギリス製だ。
そこで僕に君がくれた名前でサインさせてくれ。

21:19 2016/07/11月

2016年10月2日日曜日

人の権利と命を奪う福島瑞穂が国会議員に当選するの?!

朝日新聞は、真っ先に私のオバマ広島スピーチObama's Hiroshima speechの翻訳を盗んだ。
やはり今回も真っ先にいのちと人権を世界一大切にしない、防衛費に日々集り、医療介護費不正支給に協力し、犬猫殺処分に邁進する福島瑞穂氏(社民)比例区の当選を朝日デジタルに掲載した。
朝日デジタルは、社民党同様、不正アクセスによる国民のパソコンのデータ覗き見、抜き取り、他人のブログ記事改竄、削除、解約となんでもやってのける新聞社である。

鳥居正宏という不在の人物を使って、不在の人間の名誉を、実在の人間である私ー成田悦子が毀損した、と麻生太郎、石破茂と共謀し、刑事事件を捏造し、鳥居正宏だと偽って、大阪のやくざを公判に出廷させ、最高裁まで戦った名誉毀損と全く無縁の私を有罪にした福島瑞穂が国会議員に又当選する?
社民党の党員は、人権を侵害し、実在の人間の名誉毀損など何とも思わない非人間の集団である。

社民党の党員の仕事は、性的虐待、窃盗と殺人である。
社民党、公明党、自民党世耕弘成、石破茂は、私の詩や翻訳を盗むために、私を精神分裂病で半年も措置入院させ、25日も私を拘置所に入れた。
社民党と民進党、自民党、公明党は、私の脳と全身に盗む為の機器を入れた。
核電磁波による攻撃、24時間休みなしの強制脅迫音声送信、画像送信による虐待、性的虐待が、国会議員と各党員の仕事である。

23:54 2016/07/10日

2016年10月1日土曜日

TO ORI A ORI2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

TO ORI A ORI
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ori, my brother in the island mode,
In every tongue and meaning much my friend,
This story of your country and your clan,
In your loved house, your too much honoured guest,
I made in English.
Take it, being done;
And let me sign it with the name you gave.
TeriTera

オリ、島の気分に浸っていると僕の兄弟、
一言毎にそして多くを語ろうとすると僕の友人、

21:17 2016/07/08金

君の国のこの物語と君の一族、
君の愛した家に、君のこの上なく誉れ高い客、

21:19 2016/07/09土


2016年9月30日金曜日

TO ORI A ORI1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

TO ORI A ORI
Ballads
Robert Louis Stevenson

Ori, my brother in the island mode,
In every tongue and meaning much my friend,
This story of your country and your clan,
In your loved house, your too much honoured guest,
I made in English.
Take it, being done;
And let me sign it with the name you gave.
TeriTera

オリ、島の気分に浸っていると僕の兄弟、
一言毎にそして多くを語ろうとすると僕の友人、

21:17 2016/07/08金

2016年9月29日木曜日

国際基督教大学と佳子は火曜日西尾でマリファナを製造吸引

国際基督教大学ICUは、米子市で窃盗、殺人を繰り返し、その中心人物に佳子とその家族がいます。
佳子の名に因んで火曜日、私の家の近所中に、38(宮)のついたナンバー・安田、92-02(秋篠宮)・中嶋、10-09(大奥)・中嶋その他が駐車します。
マリファナは、西尾、西原で作り、コカイン、覚醒剤、モルヒネまで石破荗の指揮下、製薬会社の社員付きで製造し、歌手、吉本、松竹新喜劇、俳優、モデル、TVタレント、アダルトヴィデオ女優と国費で遊び呆けています。彼らが泊まる家の住人は、次々殺され、私の家の襾隣、前後、斜め前後の住人が消え、他の人が家人を装って暮らしています。

23:58 2016/07/05火

2016年9月28日水曜日

"Say Not of Me That Weakly I Declined"4/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVIII
"Say Not of Me That Weakly I Declined"
Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Say not of me, that weakly I declined
The labours of my siers, and fled to sea,
The towers we founded and the lamps we lit,
To play at home with paper like a child.
But rather say: In the afternoon of time
A strenuous family dusted from its hands
The sand of granite, and beholding far
Along the sounding coast its pyramids
And tall memorials catch the cying sun,
Smiled well content, and to this childish task
Around the fire addressed its evening hours.
意気地もなく僕は僕の陛下の仕事を辞退し、海へ逃げたと、
お構いなく言う。

23:13 2016/07/02土

僕達が建てた塔や僕達が灯したランプ、
子供のように文書で家庭ごっこをして遊んだ

23:17 2016/07/03日

それどころかもっと言えば、ゆとりのある午後
懸命な家族の手から埃を払った

22:36 2016/07/04月

御影石の砂粒、そしてざわめく海岸伝いに
遠くを見るとそのピラミツドゥや
背の高い記念碑が瀕死の太陽に燃える

22:36 2016/07/05火

2016年9月27日火曜日

"Say Not Of Me That Weakly I Declined"3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

青山学院大学、国際基督教大学、早稲田、慶応大学の妨害は、幼稚で、始末が悪い。
ヤマハ桑田佳祐、Sony出井伸之、安倍晋三、石破茂の軽薄さ、性質の悪さは、米子市では有名。


XXXVIII
"Say Not of Me That Weakly I Declined"
Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Say not of me, that weakly I declined
The labours of my siers, and fled to sea,33
The towers we founded and the lamps we lit,
To play at home with paper like a child.
But rather say: In the afternoon of time
A strenuous family dusted from its hands
The sand of granite, and beholding far
Along the sounding coast its pyramids
And tall memorials catch the cying sun,
Smiled well content, and to this childish task
Around the fire addressed its evening hours.
意気地もなく僕は僕の陛下の仕事を辞退し、海へ逃げたと、
お構いなく言う。

23:13 2016/07/02土

僕達が建てた塔や僕達が灯したランプ、
子供のように文書で家庭ごっこをして遊んだ

23:17 2016/07/03日

それどころかもっと言えば、ゆとりのある午後
懸命な家族の手から埃を払った

22:36 2016/07/04月

2016年9月26日月曜日

"Say Not of Me That Weakly I Declined"2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVIII
"Say Not of Me That Weakly I Declined"
Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Say not of me, that weakly I declined
The labours of my siers, and fled to sea,
The towers we founded and the lamps we lit,
To play at home with paper like a child.
But rather say: In the afternoon of time
A strenuous family dusted from its hands
The sand of granite, and beholding far
Along the sounding coast its pyramids
And tall memorials catch the cying sun,
Smiled well content, and to this childish task
Around the fire addressed its evening hours.
意気地もなく僕は僕の陛下の仕事を辞退し、海へ逃げたと、
お構いなく言う。

23:13 2016/07/02土

僕達が建てた塔や僕達が灯したランプ、
子供のように文書で家庭ごっこをして遊んだ

23:17 2016/07/03日

2016年9月25日日曜日

"Say Not of Me That Weakly I Declined"1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVIII
"Say Not of Me That Weakly I Declined"
Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Say not of me, that weakly I declined
The labours of my siers, and fled to sea,
The towers we founded and the lamps we lit,
To play at home with paper like a child.
But rather say: In the afternoon of time
A strenuous family dusted from its hands
The sand of granite, and beholding far
Along the sounding coast its pyramids
And tall memorials catch the cying sun,
Smiled well content, and to this childish task
Around the fire addressed its evening hours.
意気地もなく僕は僕の陛下の仕事を辞退し、海へ逃げたと、
お構いなく言う。

23:13 2016/07/02土

僕達が建てた塔や僕達が灯したランプ、
子供のように文書で家庭ごっこをして遊んだ

23:17 2016/07/03日

2016年9月24日土曜日

My Body hch My Dngeon Is 8/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

やがて夜の帳(とばり)が降り始めると
僕のベッドゥに横になって眠る
目覚めと共にビルディングというビルディングがハミングする --
まるで野蛮人の子供のように

22:06 2016/06/21火

タ方彼女の所に立ち寄ると、
(夏の昼日中山腹と山頂伝いに
駆け巡って来た彼女)
あの高い峰の頂上で眠っている。

20:57 2016/06/25土

どれも実に広々として高いあの、
空中の無際限の野に
僕の空想はカイトゥのように天がける
そして青い無限大の中で気が遠くなる--

20:25 2016/06/26日

それは実に強い僕の最も強い痛み
そして荒れたこの世の押し寄せて止まない
疾風。
死が退いては巡り来るそのぼろぼろの岸壁に
漁師の網の中の青い海
やがてその一番高い欄干を越えて行く。

23:16 2016/06/27月

そしてそれはどこまでも完全に僕のものなので
僕はその全ての大砲を使いこなせるし
そう僕のもの実に狭量なので
僕の魂は永遠の抑制下に住まう

22:44 2016/06/29水

そして僕は只思い、話し、行う
僕の死んだ父が僕をその気にさせると。--
この生まれついた僕の骨格の体にしても
物貰いの精神は辛うじて所有している、
どんなお金が手から手に渡ったのか、

23:44 2016/06/30木

2016年9月23日金曜日

"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"7/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

やがて夜の帳(とばり)が降り始めると
僕のベッドゥに横になって眠る
目覚めと共にビルディングというビルディングがハミングする --
まるで野蛮人の子供のように

22:06 2016/06/21火

タ方彼女の所に立ち寄ると、
(夏の昼日中山腹と山頂伝いに
駆け巡って来た彼女)
あの高い峰の頂上で眠っている。

20:57 2016/06/25土

どれも実に広々として高いあの、
空中の無際限の野に
僕の空想はカイトゥのように天がける
そして青い無限大の中で気が遠くなる--

20:25 2016/06/26日

それは実に強い僕の最も強い痛み
そして荒れたこの世の押し寄せて止まない
疾風。
死が退いては巡り来るそのぼろぼろの岸壁に
漁師の網の中の青い海
やがてその一番高い欄干を越えて行く。

23:16 2016/06/27月

そしてそれはどこまでも完全に僕のものなので
僕はその全ての大砲を使いこなせるし
そう僕のもの実に狭量なので
僕の魂は永遠の抑制下に住まう

22:44 2016/06/29水

そして僕は只思い、話し、行う
僕の死んだ父が僕をその気にさせると。--
この生まれついた僕の骨格の体にしても
物貰いの精神は辛うじて所有している、
どんなお金が手から手に渡ったのか、

23:44 2016/06/30木

2016年9月22日木曜日

"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"6/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

やがて夜の帳(とばり)が降り始めると
僕のベッドゥに横になって眠る
目覚めと共にビルディングというビルディングがハミングする --
まるで野蛮人の子供のように

22:06 2016/06/21火

タ方彼女の所に立ち寄ると、
(夏の昼日中山腹と山頂伝いに
駆け巡って来た彼女)
あの高い峰の頂上で眠っている。

20:57 2016/06/25土

どれも実に広々として高いあの、
空中の無際限の野に
僕の空想はカイトゥのように天がける
そして青い無限大の中で気が遠くなる--

20:25 2016/06/26日

それは実に強い僕の最も強い痛み
そして荒れたこの世の押し寄せて止まない
疾風。
死が退いては巡り来るそのぼろぼろの岸壁に
漁師の網の中の青い海
やがてその一番高い欄干を越えて行く。

23:16 2016/06/27月

そしてそれはどこまでも完全に僕のものなので
僕はその全ての大砲を使いこなせるし
そう僕のもの実に狭量なので
僕の魂は永遠の抑制下に住まう

22:44 2016/06/29土

2016年9月20日火曜日

味の素ス―プ回収犯日清製粉は日本中のス―パーの棚を独占するつもり??

味の素、クノール中華スープの一部に別商品が混入 7万4280袋を自主回収

味の素は27日、家庭向け商品「クノール 中華スープ」の一部に「クノール ほうれん草とベーコンのスープ」が混入、7万4280袋を自主回収すると発表。
賞味期限2017.5.21/2017.5.23/2017.5.31が対象。

私は、文部科学省脳科学研究推進プログラムの被害者です。
核磁気共鳴装置による電磁波を2002年から浴びせられ、音声送信、画像送信も同時に強制受信されています。
石破茂は、これを防衛の要であると言っています。

文部科学省脳科学研究推進プログラムは、人間のロボット化を目指しています。
省庁役人も、国会議員も脳が足りないので、優秀な人間の脳が必要なのです。

私は不自由な生活の中で、一ヶ月前にオリ一ヴ・オイルが電磁波を遮断する事を発見しました。
直ぐにバ―ゲン品の味の素のオリ一ヴ・オイル200gを買い求め、髪、顔、体の隅々まで塗る事にしました。

髪は、無添加牛乳石鹸(三ヶ入りで約4百円)で洗い、オリ一ヴ・オイルを塗ります。
適量だと見違える程美しい髪になります。
私の場合は、大量の電磁波、つまり核攻撃されていますから、べっとりする手前まで塗ります。

この話をする前にお話して置かなければならない事があります。
シャンプー、リンスを使うと白髪が加速して増え、薄毛の要因になり、白髪染めは、髪を溶かし、しまいに禿げるという事が分かりました。
それで、一年前から牛乳石鹸で髪を洗っていました。
リンスは仕方なく少量使っていました。
一ヶ月前、母が朝食に使っているオリ一ヴ・オイルをつけてみる事にしました。
牛乳石鹸を使い始めて電磁波核攻撃で真っ白だった白髪が少し黒くなってはいましたが、オリ一ヴ・オイルによって更に加速しました。

日本政府安倍政権は、アベノミクス即ち安倍の竦(すく)み、という核攻撃を国民全員に開始したのです。
核攻撃を受けるとヒトも動物も竦みます。
ヒトの頭髪は、核攻撃を受けず、シャンプー、リンスを使わなければ黒いままです。
禿げる事もありません。
禿げるのは、日本政府、米国政府が核攻撃を日常的に行っているからです。

私は、音声送信での話の中で、私は味の素のオリ一ヴ・オイルを遣い続けると言いました。
味の素には、どうかロボット開発に手を貸すのではなく、人を使ってほしいとお話しました。

その日から、今日で4日になるでしょうか・・・
私は直ぐ気付きました。
犯人がいる。
味の素は何も発表しないけれど、この犯人は、米子市と食料団地、石破茂、日清製粉、日清製粉子会社大山ハム、DEODEOだと。
福岡出身九州出身、台湾、朝鮮系の彼らは、パッケイジの交換から軽量カップ、体重計、米櫃、炊飯ジャ―、巻尺、物差し、時計時間の変更まで行っています。
日本中の食料品、化粧品等の嫌がらせを一手に引き受けています。

「賞味期限2017.5.21/2017.5.23/2017.5.31が対象。」とありますが、21、23、31は犯行声明です。
21は、自慰、示威、侍医、爺を表します。
23は、罪、摘み(花を摘む、中華即ち中国政府を摘む・・台湾)、文(文部科学省、文学者)
31は、三井、三省堂、SONY=石破茂

味の素には、挫けず頑張って下さいと申し上げます。
資生堂の化粧品が店頭から消えつつあります。
理由は、kanebouを言われなき罪に陥れ、未だに私の肖像権を犯したまま謝罪もしないからです。

スーパーの棚にオリ一ヴ・オイルが大量に陳列されています。
誰もが文部科学省脳科学研究推進プログラムとアメリカの被害者です。
犯人会社に対して、厳しく対応して行こうと思っています。
日清製粉が、オイルと小麦粉とその関連商品を独占しています。
私がオリ一ヴ・オイルの情報提供者です。
日清製粉にオリ一ヴ・オイルの棚を独占してほしいと言っていません。
情報の盗み取りと汚い手を使う事に長けるばかりでは寂し過ぎます。

オリ一ヴ・オイルは、エネルギー問題を解決してくれると信じています。
又、電磁波による感電を妨ぎます。

22:56 2016/06/28火

2016年9月19日月曜日

"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"5/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

やがて夜の帳(とばり)が降り始めると
僕のベッドゥに横になって眠る
目覚めと共にビルディングというビルディングがハミングする --
まるで野蛮人の子供のように

22:06 2016/06/21火

タ方彼女の所に立ち寄ると、
(夏の昼日中山腹と山頂伝いに
駆け巡って来た彼女)
あの高い峰の頂上で眠っている。

20:57 2016/06/25土

どれも実に広々として高いあの、
空中の無際限の野に
僕の空想はカイトゥのように天がける
そして青い無限大の中で気が遠くなる--

20:25 2016/06/26日

それは実に強い僕の最も強い痛み
そして荒れたこの世の押し寄せて止まない
疾風。
死が退いては巡り来るそのぼろぼろの岸壁に
漁師の網の中の青い海
やがてその一番高い欄干を越えて行く。

23:16 2016/06/27月

2016年9月18日日曜日

"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"4/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

やがて夜の帳(とばり)が降り始めると
僕のベッドゥに横になって眠る
目覚めと共にビルディングというビルディングがハミングする --
まるで野蛮人の子供のように

22:06 2016/06/21火

2016年9月17日土曜日

"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

やがて夜の帳(とばり)が降り始めると
僕のベッドゥに横になって眠る
目覚めと共にビルディングというビルディングがハミングする --
まるで野蛮人の子供のように

22:06 2016/06/21火

タ方彼女の所に立ち寄ると、
(夏の昼日中山腹と山頂伝いに
駆け巡って来た彼女)
あの高い峰の頂上で眠っている。

20:57 2016/06/25土

2016年9月16日金曜日

黒木瞳膝や鎖骨、首を見ると男だと分かる!

黒木瞳の膝や鎖骨、首を見ると、男だと分かります。
宝塚と五木寛之ら宝塚の脚本家、作曲家は、男を女にして客を騙して来た阪急電鉄系詐欺グループです。
それだけでなく、窃盗グループで、夜になると男に戻って国内ばかりか世界中を、股にかけて金品を盗んで回ります。
黒木瞳は、私の体と顔を盗んで使い、宝塚と五木寛之は、人身売買を公然と繰り返す人権侵害者です。

青山学院中等部の娘は、取り巻き男子を2万円で買収しました。
買収された男子は女子トイレ個室に逃げ込んだ女学生を、トイレ個室上部から入って、一人は服を脱がし一人はそれを動画で撮影した。
これは、黒木瞳、黒木瞳の電通勤務の夫の普段の仕事を、仲間に過ぎない娘役の女が、常にそうしたレイプの舞台になる青山学院で遂行したに過ぎない。
娘は、蓮舫と同じように、性別、年齢、経歴を詐称している。
青山学院は、苛めどころか、殺人から強盗、詐欺、脅迫を奨励する体勢を常に取る学校だ。
絶対青山学院に子供を預けないで!!

2016年6月24日 20:51 金曜日

2016年9月15日木曜日

亀井静香、石原慎太郎は殺された?2



おいトランプ、日本をなめたらいかんぜよ 石原慎太郎記者会見
2016/05/19 に公開


このヴィデオの亀井静香、石原慎太郎は、本人ではありません。
亀井静香さんは、二年前まで、石原慎太郎さんは三年位円前まで米子に来ていました。
今は来なくなりました。
亀井静香さん、石原慎太郎さん、二人共殺されたのではないかと思います。
殺したのは、安倍晋三です。
安倍晋三は、山口県出身ではなく、岸さん、安倍さんの子供ではない事がばれたからでしょう。

安倍晋三は、投稿しようとすると記事を削除しました。

22:57 2016/06/23木

2016年9月14日水曜日

石原慎太郎は死んだ1

これは別人。

声が全く違う。
仕種が違う。
こんなフジTV的、ヤマハ的、Sony的、三省堂的、田中真紀子的、石破茂的、早稲田的、慶応的話などしない。
最近出版された彼の本を読むと、石原慎太郎が書いたものではない事がすぐ分かる。
安倍晋三の一億総活躍社会とは、人を殺し、その人似の顔を作り、こうして自分に都合のいい話をさせる事。
人を殺し、人を口ボットに出来ると考える彼らには、必ず悲惨な見返りがあるだろう。

フジTVは、殺されているのを知りながら使っている。

2016年6月21日火曜日

フジTVは、石原慎太郎、山口美江さんなど次から次へ人を殺している。
ここにVIDEOを投稿して置いたのだが、私の投稿直後、フジTVは、投稿を削除している。
今日のニュースに昨夜のフジTVのニュースに石原慎太郎を登場させた。
ここに投稿してあった石原慎太郎より似せて、目の瞬きを減らしてあったが、まるで別人で、石原慎太郎は、人気もないのに人気面の都知事小池百合子のように、都知事の部下である都の職員を馬鹿にしたような発言はしない。
ああしたビル関係の工事ミス的写真は、壊したり、捏造したり・・と自由に出来る。
私の家を見て貰えば小池百合子が何をしたくて毎日TVに出ているか、直ぐ分かる。
小池百合子は、粛清したいと言う、東京都の全職員を!!
粛清とは、糾すなどと言った生易しい意味ではない。
粛清とは、殺すという意味である。
部下を殺したいなどと、石原慎太郎は、一度も口にした事はない。
部下の事を悪く言う事もなかった。
TV画面の中だけで東京都知事になり得た小池百合子と一緒にしないでほしい。

2016年9月13日火曜日

"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

やがて夜の帳(とばり)が降り始めると
僕のベッドゥに横になって眠る
目覚めと共にビルディングというビルディングがハミングする --
まるで野蛮人の子供のように

22:06 2016/06/21火

2016年9月11日日曜日

"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVII
"My Body Which My Dungeon Is"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My body which my dungeon is,
And yet my parks and palaces: --
Which is so great that there I go
All the day long to and fro,
And when the night begins to fall
Throw down my bed and sleep, while all
The buildings hum with wakefulness --
Even as a child of savages
When evening takes her on her way,
(She having roamed a summer's day
Along the mountain-sides and scalp)
Sleeps in an antre of that alp: --
Which is so broad and high that there,
As in the topless fields of air
My fancy soars like to a kite
And faints in the blue infinite: --
Which is so strong, my strongest throes
And the rough world's besieging blows
Not break it, and so weak withal,
Death ebbs and flows in its loose wall
As the green sea in fishers' nets,
And tops its topmost parapets: --
Which is so wholly mine that I
Can wield its whole artillery,
And mine so little, that my soul
Dwells in perpetual control,
And I but think and speak and do
As my dead fathers move me to: --
If this born body of my bones
The beggared soul so barely owns,
What money passed from hand to hand,
What creeping custom of the land,
What deed of author or assign,
Can make a house a thing of mine?
僕の土牢に等しい僕の体、
それでも尚僕の公園や宮殿。--
実に素晴らしいのでそこへ僕は行く
一日中ずっと行ったり来たり。

22:06 2016/06/20月

2016年9月10日土曜日

"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"4終/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVI
"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves
That make my roof the arena of their loves,
That gyre about the gable all day long
And fill the chimneys with their murmurous song:
Our house, they say; and mine, the cat declares
And spreads his golden fleece upon the chairs;
And mine the dog, and rises stiff with wrath
If any alien foot profance the path.
So, too, the buck that trimmed my terraces,
Our whilom gardener, called the garden his;
Who now, deposed, surveys my plain abode
And his late kingdom, only from the road.
僕の家、と僕は言う。が僕の屋根を恋愛の場にする
陽気な鳩達に耳を傾ける。
一日中ずっと切り妻の周りを旋回し
彼らの呟く様な歌で煙突を詰まらせる。

22:52 2016/06/16木

私達のお家、と彼らは言う。が僕のもの。
猫が宣言して彼の金の羊毛を広げる。

22:53 2016/06/17金

そして私のもののその犬は、
もしちょっとでも他所から来た足が神聖を汚すと
怒ってすっかり立ち上がる。

22:54 2016/06/18土

そう、僕のテラスを縮めた雄鹿も又、
僕達の嘗ての庭師で、庭は彼のものとみなした。
そして彼は今や、宣誓証言した、
僕の平原の住居と彼の遅咲きの王国を
この道からだけ、見晴らすと。

20:31 2016/06/19日

2016年9月9日金曜日

"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVI
"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves
That make my roof the arena of their loves,
That gyre about the gable all day long
And fill the chimneys with their murmurous song:
Our house, they say; and mine, the cat declares
And spreads his golden fleece upon the chairs;
And mine the dog, and rises stiff with wrath
If any alien foot profance the path.
So, too, the buck that trimmed my terraces,
Our whilom gardener, called the garden his;
Who now, deposed, surveys my plain abode
And his late kingdom, only from the road.
僕の家、と僕は言う。が僕の屋根を恋愛の場にする
陽気な鳩達に耳を傾ける。
一日中ずっと切り妻の周りを旋回し
彼らの呟く様な歌で煙突を詰まらせる。

22:52 2016/06/16木

私達のお家、と彼らは言う。が僕のもの。
猫が宣言して彼の金の羊毛を広げる。

22:53 2016/06/17金

そして私のもののその犬は、
もしちょっとでも他所から来た足が神聖を汚すと
怒ってすっかり立ち上がる。

22:54 2016/06/18土

2016年9月8日木曜日

"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVI
"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves
That make my roof the arena of their loves,
That gyre about the gable all day long
And fill the chimneys with their murmurous song:
Our house, they say; and mine, the cat declares
And spreads his golden fleece upon the chairs;
And mine the dog, and rises stiff with wrath
If any alien foot profance the path.
So, too, the buck that trimmed my terraces,
Our whilom gardener, called the garden his;
Who now, deposed, surveys my plain abode
And his late kingdom, only from the road.
僕の家、と僕は言う。が僕の屋根を恋愛の場にする
陽気な鳩達に耳を傾ける。
一日中ずっと切り妻の周りを旋回し
彼らの呟く様な歌で煙突を詰まらせる。

22:52 2016/06/16木

私達のお家、と彼らは言う。が僕のもの。
猫が宣言して彼の金の羊毛を広げる。

22:53 2016/06/17金

2016年9月7日水曜日

Poor Butterfly / Sarah Vaughan翻訳

Poor Butterfly
Sarah Vaughan

There's a story told of a little Japanese.
Sitting demurely 'neath the cherry blossom trees.
Miss Butterfly's her name.
A sweet little innocent child was she
'Till a fine young American from the sea
To her garden came.
They met 'neath the cherry blossoms everyday.
And he taught her how to love the American way.
To love with her soul t'was easy to learn.
Then he sailed away with a promise to return.
Poor butterfly
'Neath the blossoms waiting.
Poor Butterfly
For she loved him so.
The moments pass into hours.
The hours pass into years.
And as she smiles through her tears,
She murmurs low:
The moon and I know that he'll be faithful
I'm sure he'll come to me by and by.
But if he won't come back then I'll never sigh or cry,
I just must die.
Poor butterfly.
稚(いとけな)い日本人について?えられたお話があります
桜の木の下に慎しみ深く畏(かしこ)まっています
蝶蝶お嬢さんが、彼女の名前です
美しく稚(いとけな)く汚れを知らない子供が、彼女でした
洗錬された若いアメリカ人が、海から彼女の庭先に現れるまで
彼らは、桜の花の下で、毎日会いました
そうして、彼は、どう愛し合えぱよいのか、アメリカの流儀を教えました
彼女の心で愛すよう学ぶ事は、容易でした
それから、戻ってくるという約束と共に、彼方へと出航しました
花の下で待ち続ける不運な蝶蝶
不運な蝶蝶
彼女は、彼をとても愛していましたから
一瞬は、次第に数時聞となり
数時聞は、次第に数年となりました
やがて彼女の涙も凅れ果て、微笑むに連れ、
低い声で呟きます
あの月と私は、彼が、信頼出来る事を知っている
彼は、きっともう直ぐ私の所に戻って来る
けれども、もし彼が戻って来なくても、溜息を吐かないし、泣きもしない
私は、只死ぬしかない
不運な蝶蝶

22:52 2015/06/05金曜日

2016年9月6日火曜日

"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXVI
"My House, I Say. But Hark to the Sunny Doves"
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves
That make my roof the arena of their loves,
That gyre about the gable all day long
And fill the chimneys with their murmurous song:
Our house, they say; and mine, the cat declares
And spreads his golden fleece upon the chairs;
And mine the dog, and rises stiff with wrath
If any alien foot profance the path.
So, too, the buck that trimmed my terraces,
Our whilom gardener, called the garden his;
Who now, deposed, surveys my plain abode
And his late kingdom, only from the road.
僕の家、と僕は言う。が僕の屋根を恋愛の場にする
陽気な鳩達に耳を傾ける。
一日中ずっと切り妻の周りを旋回し
彼らの呟く様な歌で煙突を詰まらせる。

22:52 2016/06/16木

2016年9月5日月曜日

Skerryvore: The Paralle2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXV
Skerryvore: The Parallel
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Here all is sunny, and when the truant gull
Skims the green level of the lawn, his wing
Dispetals roses; here the house is framed
Of kneaded brick and the plumed mountain pine,
Such clay as artists fashion and such wood
As the tree-climbing urchin breaks. But there
Eternal granite hewn from the living isle
And dowelled with brute iron, rears a tower
That from its wet foundation to its crown
Of glittering glass, stands, in the sweep of winds,
Immovable, immortal, eminent.
ここでは皆うららかで、そして怠け者の鴎が
青い芝生の背丈すれすれに飛ぶ時、
彼の翼は花弁を損ねて上昇する。

23:32 2016/06/13月

ここでは家がこねた煉瓦や羽飾りのある山の松、
芸術家のファションのようなこんな粘土と
ハリネズミが挫く木登りのようなこんな木で組み合わされる。

22:39 2016/06/14火

しかしそこでは無窮の花崗岩が現存の島から切られ、塔を建てる。
濡れた噴水からそのきらびやかなガラス細工のア―チのてっペんまで、
風に晒されても、揺るぎない、不朽の、傑出したままの。

20:57 2016/06/15水

2016年9月4日日曜日

Skerryvore: The Parallel1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXV
Skerryvore: The Parallel
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Here all is sunny, and when the truant gull
Skims the green level of the lawn, his wing
Dispetals roses; here the house is framed
Of kneaded brick and the plumed mountain pine,
Such clay as artists fashion and such wood
As the tree-climbing urchin breaks. But there
Eternal granite hewn from the living isle
And dowelled with brute iron, rears a tower
That from its wet foundation to its crown
Of glittering glass, stands, in the sweep of winds,
Immovable, immortal, eminent.
ここでは皆うららかで、そして怠け者の鴎が
青い芝生の背丈すれすれに飛ぶ時、
彼の翼は花弁を損ねて上昇する。

23:32 2016/06/13月

2016年9月3日土曜日

Skerryvore2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXIV
Skerryvore
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

For love of lovely words, and for the sake
Of those, my kinsmen and my countrymen,
Who early and late in the windy ocean toiled
To plant a star for seamen, where was then
The surfy haunt of seals and cormorants:
I, on the lintel of this cot, inscribe
The name of a strong tower.
愛情の籠った言葉を遣う愛する人の為に、そして
それらの為に、僕の親戚の者達や僕の同郷者達、
彼らは朝早く夜遅くと精を出して働いた
船乗りの為に星を置く為に。

20:50 2016/06/11土

船乗りの為に星を置く為に、
そこにはその時寄せては返す波が
アザラシや鵜に付き纏う。
僕はこのあばら家の馬草の上で、
頑丈な砦の名を刻む。

21:15 2016/06/12日

2016年9月2日金曜日

Skerryvore1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXIV
Skerryvore
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

For love of lovely words, and for the sake
Of those, my kinsmen and my countrymen,
Who early and late in the windy ocean toiled
To plant a star for seamen, where was then
The surfy haunt of seals and cormorants:
I, on the lintel of this cot, inscribe
The name of a strong tower.
愛情の籠った言葉を遣う愛する人の為に、そして
それらの為に、僕の親戚の者達や僕の同郷者達、
彼らは朝早く夜遅くと精を出して働いた
船乗りの為に星を置く為に。

20:50 2016/06/11土

2016年9月1日木曜日

The Country of the Camisards (From Travels With a Donkey)/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXIII
The Country of the Camisards (From Travels With a Donkey)
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

We travelled in the print of olden wars,
Yet all the land was green,
And love we found, and peace,
Where fire and war had been.
僕達は古代戦争の活字の中を旅した。
末だ陸地の全てが草木に覆われ、
そうして愛を僕達は見付け、やがて平和を、
砲火や戦争が起こったそこに。

They pass and smile, the children of the sword --
No more the sword they wield;
And O, how deep the corn
Along the battlefield!

22:08 2016/06/09木

そうした事は通過しやがて微笑み掛ける、剣を持つ子供達に--
もう二度と剣を振るわないで。
そしてオゥ、何とコ―ンの見事に一列に並んでいる事よ
戦場の端から端まで!

22:08 2016/06/10金

2016年8月31日水曜日

The Country of the Camisards1 (From Travels With a Donkey)/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXIII
The Country of the Camisards (From Travels With a Donkey)
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

We travelled in the print of olden wars,
Yet all the land was green,
And love we found, and peace,
Where fire and war had been.
僕達は古代戦争の活字の中を旅した。
末だ陸地の全てが草木に覆われ、
そうして愛を僕達は見付け、やがて平和を、
砲火や戦争が起こったそこに。

They pass and smile, the children of the sword --
No more the sword they wield;
And O, how deep the corn
Along the battlefield!

22:08 2016/06/09木

2016年8月30日火曜日

A Camp (From Travels With a Donkey)/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXII
A Camp (From Travels With a Donkey)
Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

The bed was made, the room was fit,
By punctual eve the stars were lit;
The air was still, the water ran,
No need was there for maid or man,
When we put up, my ass and I,
At God's green caravanserai.
べッドゥが整えられ、
部屋は願ったり叶ったり。
時間通りの夕方までには星が点された。
しんとして、水が流れ、

23:01 2016/06/07火

メイドゥも下男もそこでは必要としなかった。
僕達が泊まった時、やつと僕と、
神にも等しい緑に覆われた隊商宿に。

20:55 2016/06/08水

2016年8月29日月曜日

A Camp (From Travels With a Donkey)/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳


XXXII
A Camp (From Travels With a Donkey)
Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

The bed was made, the room was fit,
By punctual eve the stars were lit;
The air was still, the water ran,
No need was there for maid or man,
When we put up, my ass and I,
At God's green caravanserai.
べッドゥが整えられ、
部屋は願ったり叶ったり。
時間通りの夕方までには星が点された。
しんとして、水が流れ、

23:01 2016/06/07火

2016年8月28日日曜日

"Sing Clearlier, Muse, Or Evermore Be Still2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXI
Underwoods
"Sing Clearlier, Muse, Or Evermore Be Still
Robert Louis Stevenson

Sing clearlier, Muse, or evermore be still,
Sing truer or no longer sing!
No more the voice of melancholy Jacques
To wake a weeping echo in the hill;
But as the boy, the pirate of the spring,
From the green elm a living linnet takes,
One natural verse recapture -- then be still.
澄んだ声で歌って、ミュ―ズよ、でなければこれからずっと静かにしていて、
もっと正確に歌ってでなければもう歌わないで!
もう二度と丘に泣いているこだまを引き起こす程の沈んだヤコブの声は
聞きたくない。

21:36 2016/06/05日

しかし例えば若者のように、春の略奪者
青々とした楡から、一羽の住んでいる鶸は奪う。
自然の一節は奪い返す-- その時はじっとしていて。

20:48 2016/06/06月

2016年8月27日土曜日

"Sing Clearlier, Muse, Or Evermore Be Still1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXXI
"Sing Clearlier, Muse, Or Evermore Be Still
Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Sing clearlier, Muse, or evermore be still,
Sing truer or no longer sing!
No more the voice of melancholy Jacques
To wake a weeping echo in the hill;
But as the boy, the pirate of the spring,
From the green elm a living linnet takes,
One natural verse recapture -- then be still.
澄んだ声で歌って、ミュ―ズよ、でなければこれからずっと静かにしていて、
もっと正確に歌ってでなければもう歌わないで!
もう二度と丘に泣いているこだまを引き起こす程の沈んだヤコブの声は
聞きたくない。

21:36 2016/06/05日

2016年8月26日金曜日

A Portrait5/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXX
A Portrait
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

I am a kind of farthing dip,
Unfriendly to the nose and eyes;
A blue-behinded ape, I skip
Upon the trees of Paradise.
僕は鼻と目に敵意のある、
ファ一ジングすりの類。
僕はパラダイスの木々の上で飛び跳ねる、
悲感を隠した猿。

22:35 2016/05/31火

At mankind's feast, I take my place
In solemn, sanctimonious state,
And have the air of saying grace
While I defile the dinner plate.
人間の饗宴で、僕は僕の座席に着く
厳粛で、信心深げな様子で、
僕が晩餐のお皿を汚している間、
感謝の祈りを捧げている雰囲気は持っている。

21:15 2016/06/01水

I am the "smiler with the knife,"
The battener upon garbage, I --
Dear Heaven, with such a rancid life,
Were it not better far to die?
僕はナイフを持って微笑む人
残飯の上で太る人
僕は―神様、こんな嫌な人生を道連れに
死ぬ方が遥かにましではなかったか?

21:31 2016/06/02木

Yet still, about the human pale,
I love to scamper, love to race,
To swing by my irreverent tail
All over the most holy place;
しかし尚、人間の限界の辺りで、
僕は速く走りたい、競いたい、
僕の敬意を払わないしっぽでぶらんこに乗る為に
もっとも神聖な場所の至る所で。

23:42 2016/06/03金

And when at length, some golden day,
The unfailing sportsman, aiming at
Shall bag, me -- all the world shall say
Thank God, and there's an end of that!
そうしてついに、或る素晴らしい日、
失敗しないスポ―ツマンが、狙いを定めながら
諦めようとする、僕に -- 誰もが言うだろう
ありがとう神様、するとそこにその終わりがある!

22:00 2016/06/04土

2016年8月25日木曜日

A Portrait4/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXX
A Portrait
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

I am a kind of farthing dip,
Unfriendly to the nose and eyes;
A blue-behinded ape, I skip
Upon the trees of Paradise.
僕は鼻と目に敵意のある、
ファ一ジングすりの類。
僕はパラダイスの木々の上で飛び跳ねる、
悲感を隠した猿。

22:35 2016/05/31火

At mankind's feast, I take my place
In solemn, sanctimonious state,
And have the air of saying grace
While I defile the dinner plate.
人間の饗宴で、僕は僕の座席に着く
厳粛で、信心深げな様子で、
僕が晩餐のお皿を汚している間、
感謝の祈りを捧げている雰囲気は持っている。

21:15 2016/06/01木

I am the "smiler with the knife,"
The battener upon garbage, I --
Dear Heaven, with such a rancid life,
Were it not better far to die?
僕はナイフを持って微笑む人
残飯の上で太る人
僕は―神様、こんな嫌な人生を道連れに
死ぬ方が遥かにましではなかったか?

21:31 2016/06/02金

Yet still, about the human pale,
I love to scamper, love to race,
To swing by my irreverent tail
All over the most holy place;
しかし尚、人間の限界の辺りで、
僕は速く走りたい、競いたい、
僕の敬意を払わないしっぽでぶらんこに乗る為に
もっとも神聖な場所の至る所で

23:42 2016/06/03金

And when at length, some golden day,
The unfailing sportsman, aiming at
Shall bag, me -- al the world shall say
Thank God, and there's an end of that!

2016年8月24日水曜日

A Portrait3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXX
A Portrait
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

I am a kind of farthing dip,
Unfriendly to the nose and eyes;
A blue-behinded ape, I skip
Upon the trees of Paradise.
僕は鼻と目に敵意のある、
ファ一ジングすりの類。
僕はパラダイスの木々の上で飛び跳ねる、
悲感を隠した猿。

22:35 2016/05/31火

At mankind's feast, I take my place
In solemn, sanctimonious state,
And have the air of saying grace
While I defile the dinner plate.
人間の饗宴で、僕は僕の座席に着く
厳粛で、信心深げな様子で、
僕が晩餐のお皿を汚している間、
感謝の祈りを捧げている雰囲気は持っている。

21:15 2016/06/01水

I am the "smiler with the knife,"
The battener upon garbage, I --
Dear Heaven, with such a rancid life,
Were it not better far to die?
僕はナイフを持って微笑む人
残飯の上で太る人
僕は―神様、こんな嫌な人生を道連れに
死ぬ方が遥かにましではなかったか?

21:31 2016/06/02木

Yet still, about the human pale,
I love to scamper, love to race,
To swing by my irreverent tail
All over the most holy place;

And when at length, some golden day,
The unfailing sportsman, aiming at
Shall bag, me -- al the world shall say
Thank God, and there's an end of that!

2016年8月23日火曜日

A Portrait2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXX
A Portrait
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

I am a kind of farthing dip,
Unfriendly to the nose and eyes;
A blue-behinded ape, I skip
Upon the trees of Paradise.
僕は鼻と目に敵意のある、
ファ一ジングすりの類。
僕はパラダイスの木々の上で飛び跳ねる、
悲感を隠した猿。

22:35 2016/05/31火

At mankind's feast, I take my place
In solemn, sanctimonious state,
And have the air of saying grace
While I defile the dinner plate.
人間の饗宴で、僕は僕の座席に着く
厳粛で、信心深げな様子で、
僕が晩餐のお皿を汚している間、
感謝の祈りを捧げている雰囲気は持っている。

21:15 2016/06/01水

I am the "smiler with the knife,"
The battener upon garbage, I --
Dear Heaven, with such a rancid life,
Were it not better far to die?

Yet still, about the human pale,
I love to scamper, love to race,
To swing by my irreverent tail
All over the most holy place;

And when at length, some golden day,
The unfailing sportsman, aiming at
Shall bag, me -- al the world shall say
Thank God, and there's an end of that!

2016年8月22日月曜日

A Portrait1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXX
A Portrait
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

I am a kind of farthing dip,
Unfriendly to the nose and eyes;
A blue-behinded ape, I skip
Upon the trees of Paradise.
僕は鼻と目に敵意のある、
ファ一ジングすりの類。
僕はパラダイスの木々の上で飛び跳ねる、
悲感を隠した猿。

22:35 2016/05/31火

At mankind's feast, I take my place
In solemn, sanctimonious state,
And have the air of saying grace
While I defile the dinner plate.

I am the "smiler with the knife,"
The battener upon garbage, I --
Dear Heaven, with such a rancid life,
Were it not better far to die?

Yet still, about the human pale,
I love to scamper, love to race,
To swing by my irreverent tail
All over the most holy place;

And when at length, some golden day,
The unfailing sportsman, aiming at
Shall bag, me -- al the world shall say
Thank God, and there's an end of that!

2016年8月20日土曜日

In the States3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXIX
In the States
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

With half a heart I wander here
As from an age gone by
A brother -- yet though young in years,
An elder brother. I.
思い半ばにして僕はここに踏み迷う
過ぎ去った年齢から
一人の弟―今も年は下だけれども、
長兄、僕は。

21:44 2016/05/28土

You speak another tongue than mine,
Though both were English born.
I towards the night of time decline,
You mount into the morn.
お前は僕と違う言葉を話す、
二人共英国に生まれながら。
僕は時の闇の方へ退歩し、
お前は暁の中で番兵に立つ。

21:44 2016/05/29日

You shall grow great and strong and free,
But age must still decay:
To-morrow for the States -- for me,
England and Yesterday.
青年は偉大で強靭で自由になろうとするが、
加齢が何時でもだらくさせてしまう。
国の為に―僕、イギリスと昨日の為に明日へ。

San Francisco

20:44 2016/05/30月

2016年8月19日金曜日

In the States2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXIX
In the States
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson
思い半ばにして僕はここに踏み迷う
過ぎ去った年齢から
一人の弟―今も年は下だけれども、
長兄、僕は。

21:44 2016/05/28土

With half a heart I wander here
As from an age gone by
A brother -- yet though young in years,
An elder brother. I.
お前は僕と違う言葉を話す、
二人共英国に生まれながら。
僕は時の闇の方へ退歩し、
お前は暁の中で番兵に立つ。

21:44 2016/05/29日

You speak another tongue than mine,
Though both were English born.
I towards the night of time decline,
You mount into the morn.
You shall grow great and strong and free,
But age must still decay:
To-morrow for the States -- for me,
England and Yesterday.

San Francisco

2016年8月16日火曜日

In the States1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXIX
In the States
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson
思い半ばにして僕はここに踏み迷う
過ぎ去った年齢から
一人の弟―今も年は下だけれども、
長兄、僕は。

21:44 2016/05/28土

With half a heart I wander here
As from an age gone by
A brother -- yet though young in years,
An elder brother. I.

You speak another tongue than mine,
Though both were English born.
I towards the night of time decline,
You mount into the morn.
You shall grow great and strong and free,
But age must still decay:
To-morrow for the States -- for me,
England and Yesterday.

San Francisco

2016年8月15日月曜日

To My Father8終/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVIII
To My Father
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
Puts daily home; innumerable sails
Dawn on the far horizon and draw near;
Innumerable loves, uncounted hopes
To our wild coasts, not darkling now, approach;
Not now obscure, since thou and thine are there,
And bright on the lone isle, the foundered reef,
The long, resounding foreland, Pharos stands.
平和とこの陸への彼女の大いなる侵略は
通いの住処を置く
数え切れない航海
遠い水平線上空が白みやがて近くに引き寄せる。

21:01 2016/05/20金

数え切れない恋、思いも寄らない希望
我々の荒涼とした海岸へと
暗がりにではなく今、接近する
今覆い隠すな、貴女と貴女に属するものがそこにあり、
人跡稀な島、長い間、
評判だった岬フェア口スが位置する、
あの浸水沈没した暗礁の上で輝いているのだから。

21:45 2016/05/21土

These are thy works, O father, these thy crown;
Whether on high the air be pure, they shine
Along the yellowing sunset, and all night
Among the unnumbered stars of God they shine;
Or whether fogs arise and far and wide
The low sea-level drown -- each finds a tongue,
And all night long the tolling bell resounds:
So shine, so toll, till night be overpast,
Till the stars vanish, till the sun return,
And in the haven rides the fleet secure.
In the first hour, the seaman in his skiff
Moves through the unmoving bay, to where the town
Its earliest smoke into the air upbreathes
And the rough hazels climb along the beach.
To the tugg'd oar the distant echo speaks.
The ship lights have led her like a child.
これが貴方の務め、オゥ父上、これらの貴方の王冠
何れにせよ、高い所で大気は澄み渡れ、それは黄ばんでゆく日没、又、数え切れない程の神という星の間に間に
光輝く。

23:28 2016/05/22日

或いは、霧が立ち昇る遥か彼方へ広範に
引いた干潮の海面が狭い入り江に
そうして夜通しずっと打ち鳴らす時鐘が鳴り響く

23:36 2016/05/23月

そんなにも光輝き、それ程までに鳴り響く、夜が終わるまで、
星が消えるまで、太陽が戻るまで
やがて港に停泊する
艦隊がきけんのないよう。

23:20 2016/05/24火

先ず、
小船の船員は、
平和な入り江を進み、

20:40 2016/05/25水

This hast thou done, and I- can I be base?
I must arise, O father, and to port
Some lost, complaining seaman pilot home.
これが貴方が成し遂げた事、それで僕は―僕は俗であっていいのか?
僕は立ち上がらなければならない、オゥ父上、だから港へ、何かを失おうと、泣き事を言う船員よ、本国へ舵を取れ。

23:22 2016/05/27金

2016年8月14日日曜日

To My Father6/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVIII
To My Father
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
Puts daily home; innumerable sails
Dawn on the far horizon and draw near;
Innumerable loves, uncounted hopes
To our wild coasts, not darkling now, approach;
Not now obscure, since thou and thine are there,
And bright on the lone isle, the foundered reef,
The long, resounding foreland, Pharos stands.
平和とこの陸への彼女の大いなる侵略は
通いの住処を置く
数え切れない航海
遠い水平線上空が白みやがて近くに引き寄せる。

21:01 2016/05/20金

数え切れない恋、思いも寄らない希望
我々の荒涼とした海岸へと
暗がりにではなく今、接近する
今覆い隠すな、貴女と貴女に属するものがそこにあり、
人跡稀な島、長い間、
評判だった岬フェア口スが位置する、
あの浸水沈没した暗礁の上で輝いているのだから。

21:45 2016/05/21土

These are thy works, O father, these thy crown;
Whether on high the air be pure, they shine
Along the yellowing sunset, and all night
Among the unnumbered stars of God they shine;
Or whether fogs arise and far and wide
The low sea-level drown -- each finds a tongue,
And all night long the tolling bell resounds:
So shine, so toll, till night be overpast,
Till the stars vanish, till the sun return,
And in the haven rides the fleet secure.
In the first hour, the seaman in his skiff
Moves through the unmoving bay, to where the town
Its earliest smoke into the air upbreathes
And the rough hazels climb along the beach.
To the tugg'd oar the distant echo speaks.
The ship lights have led her like a child.
これが貴方の務め、オゥ父上、これらの貴方の王冠
何れにせよ、高い所で大気は澄み渡れ、それは黄ばんでゆく日没、又、数え切れない程の神という星の間に間に
光輝く。

23:28 2016/05/22日

或いは、霧が立ち昇る遥か彼方へ広範に
引いた干潮の海面が狭い入り江に
そうして夜通しずっと打ち鳴らす時鐘が鳴り響く

23:36 2016/05/23月

そんなにも光輝き、それ程までに鳴り響く、夜が終わるまで、
星が消えるまで、太陽が戻るまで
やがて港に停泊する
艦隊がきけんのないよう。

23:20 2016/05/24火

先ず、
小船の船員は、
平和な入り江を進み、

20:40 2016/05/25水

This hast thou done, and I- can I be base?
I must arise, O father, and to port
Some lost, complaining seaman pilot home.

2016年8月13日土曜日

To My Father5/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVIII
To My Father
Robert Louis Stevenson From Underwoods

Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
Puts daily home; innumerable sails
Dawn on the far horizon and draw near;
Innumerable loves, uncounted hopes
To our wild coasts, not darkling now, approach;
Not now obscure, since thou and thine are there,
And bright on the lone isle, the foundered reef,
The long, resounding foreland, Pharos stands.
平和とこの陸への彼女の大いなる侵略は
通いの住処を置く
数え切れない航海
遠い水平線上空が白みやがて近くに引き寄せる。

21:01 2016/05/20金

数え切れない恋、思いも寄らない希望
我々の荒涼とした海岸へと
暗がりにではなく今、接近する
今覆い隠すな、貴女と貴女に属するものがそこにあり、
人跡稀な島、長い間、
評判だった岬フェア口スが位置する、
あの浸水沈没した暗礁の上で輝いているのだから。

21:45 2016/05/21土

These are thy works, O father, these thy crown;
Whether on high the air be pure, they shine
Along the yellowing sunset, and all night
Among the unnumbered stars of God they shine;
Or whether fogs arise and far and wide
The low sea-level drown -- each finds a tongue,
And all night long the tolling bell resounds:
So shine, so toll, till night be overpast,
Till the stars vanish, till the sun return,
And in the haven rides the fleet secure.
In the first hour, the seaman in his skiff
Moves through the unmoving bay, to where the town
Its earliest smoke into the air upbreathes
And the rough hazels climb along the beach.
To the tugg'd oar the distant echo speaks.
The ship lights have led her like a child.
これが貴方の務め、オゥ父上、これらの貴方の王冠
何れにせよ、高い所で大気は澄み渡れ、それは黄ばんでゆく日没、又、数え切れない程の神という星の間に間に
光輝く。

23:28 2016/05/22日

或いは、霧が立ち昇る遥か彼方へ広範に
引いた干潮の海面が狭い入り江に
そうして夜通しずっと打ち鳴らす時鐘が鳴り響く

23:36 2016/05/23月

そんなにも光輝き、それ程までに鳴り響く、夜が終わるまで、
星が消えるまで、太陽が戻るまで
やがて港に停泊する
艦隊がきけんのないよう。

23:20 2016/05/24火

2016年8月12日金曜日

To My Father4/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVIII
To My Father
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
Puts daily home; innumerable sails
Dawn on the far horizon and draw near;
Innumerable loves, uncounted hopes
To our wild coasts, not darkling now, approach;
Not now obscure, since thou and thine are there,
And bright on the lone isle, the foundered reef,
The long, resounding foreland, Pharos stands.
平和とこの陸への彼女の大いなる侵略は
通いの住処を置く
数え切れない航海
遠い水平線上空が白みやがて近くに引き寄せる。

21:01 2016/05/20金

数え切れない恋、思いも寄らない希望
我々の荒涼とした海岸へと
暗がりにではなく今、接近する
今覆い隠すな、貴女と貴女に属するものがそこにあり、
人跡稀な島、長い間、
評判だった岬フェア口スが位置する、
あの浸水沈没した暗礁の上で輝いているのだから。

21:45 2016/05/21土

These are thy works, O father, these thy crown;
Whether on high the air be pure, they shine
Along the yellowing sunset, and all night
Among the unnumbered stars of God they shine;
Or whether fogs arise and far and wide
The low sea-level drown -- each finds a tongue,
And all night long the tolling bell resounds:
So shine, so toll, till night be overpast,
Till the stars vanish, till the sun return,
And in the haven rides the fleet secure.
In the first hour, the seaman in his skiff
Moves through the unmoving bay, to where the town
Its earliest smoke into the air upbreathes
And the rough hazels climb along the beach.
To the tugg'd oar the distant echo speaks.
The ship lights have led her like a child.
これが貴方の務め、オゥ父上、これらの貴方の王冠
何れにせよ、高い所で大気は澄み渡れ、それは黄ばんでゆく日没、又、数え切れない程の神という星の間に間に
光輝く。

23:28 2016/05/22日

或いは、霧が立ち昇る遥か彼方へ広範に
引いた干潮の海面が狭い入り江に
そうして夜通しずっと打ち鳴らす時鐘が鳴り響く

23:36 2016/05/23月

2016年8月11日木曜日

To My Father3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVIII
To My Father
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
Puts daily home; innumerable sails
Dawn on the far horizon and draw near;
Innumerable loves, uncounted hopes
To our wild coasts, not darkling now, approach;
Not now obscure, since thou and thine are there,
And bright on the lone isle, the foundered reef,
The long, resounding foreland, Pharos stands.
平和とこの陸への彼女の大いなる侵略は
通いの住処を置く
数え切れない航海
遠い水平線上空が白みやがて近くに引き寄せる。
数え切れない恋、思いも寄らない希望

21:01 2016/05/20金

我々の荒涼とした海岸へ
暗がりにではなく今、接近する
今覆い隠すな、貴女と貴女に属するものがそこにあり、
人跡稀な島、長い間、
評判だった岬フェア口スが位置する、
あの浸水沈没した暗礁の上で輝いているのだから。

21:45 2016/05/21土

These are thy works, O father, these thy crown;
Whether on high the air be pure, they shine
Along the yellowing sunset, and all night
Among the unnumbered stars of God they shine;
Or whether fogs arise and far and wide
The low sea-level drown -- each finds a tongue,
And all night long the tolling bell resounds:
So shine, so toll, till night be overpast,
Till the stars vanish, till the sun return,
And in the haven rides the fleet secure.
In the first hour, the seaman in his skiff
Moves through the unmoving bay, to where the town
Its earliest smoke into the air upbreathes
And the rough hazels climb along the beach.
To the tugg'd oar the distant echo speaks.
The ship lights have led her like a child.
これが貴方の務め、オゥ父上、これらの貴方の王冠
何れにせよ、高い所で大気は澄み渡れ、
それは黄ばんでゆく日没、又、数え切れない程の神という星の間に間に
光輝く。

23:28 2016/05/22日

This hast thou done, and I -- can I be base?
I must arise, O father, and to port
Some lost, complaining seaman pilot home.

2016年8月10日水曜日

To My Father2/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVIII
To My Father
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
Puts daily home; innumerable sails
Dawn on the far horizon and draw near;
Innumerable loves, uncounted hopes
To our wild coasts, not darkling now, approach;
Not now obscure, since thou and thine are there,
And bright on the lone isle, the foundered reef,
The long, resounding foreland, Pharos stands.
平和とこの陸への彼女の大いなる侵略は
通いの住処を置く
数え切れない航海
遠い水平線上空が白みやがて近くに引き寄せる。
数え切れない恋、思いも寄らない希望

21:01 2016/05/20金

我々の荒涼とした海岸へ
暗がりにではなく今、接近する
今覆い隠すな、貴女と貴女に属するものがそこにあり、
人跡稀な島、長い間、
評判だった岬フェア口スが位置する、
あの浸水沈没した暗礁の上で輝いているのだから。

21:45 2016/05/21土

These are thy works, O father, these thy crown;
Whether on high the air be pure, they shine
Along the yellowing sunset, and all night
Among the unnumbered stars of God they shine;
Or whether fogs arise and far and wide
The low sea-level drown -- each finds a tongue,
And all night long the tolling bell resounds:
So shine, so toll, till night be overpast,
Till the stars vanish, till the sun return,
And in the haven rides the fleet secure.
In the first hour, the seaman in his skiff
Moves through the unmoving bay, to where the town
Its earliest smoke into the air upbreathes
And the rough hazels climb along the beach.
To the tugg'd oar the distant echo speaks.
The ship lights have led her like a child.

This hast thou done, and I -- can I be base?
I must arise, O father, and to port
Some lost, complaining seaman pilot home.

2016年8月9日火曜日

To My Father1/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVIII
To My Father
Robert Louis Stevenson
From Underwoods

Peace and her huge invasion to these shores
Puts daily home; innumerable sails
Dawn on the far horizon and draw near;
Innumerable loves, uncounted hopes
To our wild coasts, not darkling now, approach;
Not now obscure, since thou and thine are there,
And bright on the lone isle, the foundered reef,
The long, resounding foreland, Pharos stands.
平和とこの陸への彼女の大いなる侵略は
通いの住処を置く
数え切れない航海
遠い水平線上空が白みやがて近くに引き寄せる。
数え切れない恋、思いも寄らない希望

21:01 2016/05/20金

These are thy works, O father, these thy crown;
Whether on high the air be pure, they shine
Along the yellowing sunset, and all night
Among the unnumbered stars of God they shine;
Or whether fogs arise and far and wide
The low sea-level drown -- each finds a tongue,
And all night long the tolling bell resounds:
So shine, so toll, till night be overpast,
Till the stars vanish, till the sun return,
And in the haven rides the fleet secure.
In the first hour, the seaman in his skiff
Moves through the unmoving bay, to where the town
Its earliest smoke into the air upbreathes
And the rough hazels climb along the beach.
To the tugg'd oar the distant echo speaks.
The ship lights have led her like a child.

This hast thou done, and I -- can I be base?
I must arise, O father, and to port
Some lost, complaining seaman pilot home.

2016年8月7日日曜日

In Memoriam F.A.S4./Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVII
In Memoriam F.A.S.
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Yet, O stricken heart, remember, O remember
How of human days he lived the better part.
April came to bloom and never dim December
Breathed its killing chills upon the head or heart.
依然として、オゥ傷ついた心よ、オゥ思い起こすんだ、オゥ思い起こすんだ
彼がより分別ある側で暮らした人間らしい日々を。
4月には開花に至るのだから12月をぼんやり過ごすな
頭若しくは心を覆って殺さんばかりのその冷気を吸い込んでも。

20:15 2016/05/16月

Doomed to know not winter, only Spring, a being
Trod the flowery April blithely for awhile,
Took his fill of music, joy of thought and seeing,
Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile.
冬ではなく、只春だけを知りたいに決まっているので、
人は花咲く四月を楽しげにしばし歩いた、
音楽を思う存分堪能すれば、
思考や想像の喜びが現れ留まり去って行ったか、
戓いは、決?て微笑を絶やさなかった。

20:55 2016/05/17火

Came and stayed and went, and now when all is finished,
You alone have crossed the melancholy stream,
Yours the pang, but his, O his, the undiminished
Undecaying gladness, undeparted dream.
現れ留まり去って、そして今全てが終えられる時、
貴女は一人もの悲しい流れを渡った、貴女のその呵責、それにしても彼の、オゥ彼の、あの衰えない朽ち果てない喜び、去らない夢

22:34 2016/05/18水

All that life contains of torture, toil, and treason,
Shame, dishonour, death, to him were but a name.
Here, a boy, he dwelt through all the singing season
And ere the day of sorrow departed as he came.
その生涯の全ては拷問、労役、そして反逆罪から成り、
恥辱、不名誉、死は、彼にとって名声でさえあった。
こうして、一人の青年、彼は謳歌する季節の全てを味わって過ごし
悲しみのその日まで彼が生まれて来たようにあの世へ旅だった。

Davos, 1881

23:57 2016/05/19木

2016年8月6日土曜日

In Memoriam F.A.S.3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

XXVII
In Memoriam F.A.S.
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Yet, O stricken heart, remember, O remember
How of human days he lived the better part.
April came to bloom and never dim December
Breathed its killing chills upon the head or heart.
依然として、オゥ傷ついた心よ、オゥ思い起こすんだ、オゥ思い起こすんだ
彼がより分別ある側で暮らした人間らしい日々を。
4月には開花に至るのだから12月をぼんやり過ごすな
頭若しくは心を覆って殺さんばかりのその冷気を吸い込んでも。

20:15 2016/05/16月

Doomed to know not winter, only Spring, a being
Trod the flowery April blithely for awhile,
Took his fill of music, joy of thought and seeing,
Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile.
冬ではなく、只春だけを知りたいに決まっているので、
人は花咲く四月を楽しげにしばし歩いた、
音楽を思う存分堪能すれば、
思考や想像の喜びが現れ留まり去って行ったか、
戓いは、決?て微笑を絶やさなかった。

20:55 2016/05/17火

Came and stayed and went, and now when all is finished,
You alone have crossed the melancholy stream,
Yours the pang, but his, O his, the undiminished
Undecaying gladness, undeparted dream.
現れ留まり去って、そして今全てが終えられる時、
貴女は一人もの悲しい流れを渡った、貴女のその呵責、それにしても彼の、オゥ彼の、あの衰えない朽ち果てない喜び、去らない夢

22:34 2016/05/18水

All that life contains of torture, toil, and treason,
Shame, dishonour, death, to him were but a name.
Here, a boy, he dwelt through all the singing season
And ere the day of sorrow departed as he came.


Davos, 1881

2016年8月5日金曜日

In Memoriam F.A.S2./Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

江國香織、みすず書房、慶応、早稲田、上智、青山学院、東大、京大、産業能率大学、新島学園短期大学は、翻訳泥棒の常連です。
出版社:みすず書房
発行年:2004年初版
小沼 丹 (翻訳)
江國香織


Robert Louis Stevenson と吉田松陰 : 東と西のこころざし
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON AND YOSHIDA-TORAJIRO
関 郁夫
産業能率大学

ルイスの光と影 : Robert Louis Stevensonの二面性
Light and Shadow in Louis : The Duality of Robert Louis Stevenson
新島学園短期大学

XXVII
In Memoriam F.A.S.
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Yet, O stricken heart, remember, O remember
How of human days he lived the better part.
April came to bloom and never dim December
Breathed its killing chills upon the head or heart.
依然として、オゥ傷ついた心よ、オゥ思い起こすんだ、オゥ思い起こすんだ
彼がより分別ある側で暮らした人間らしい日々を。
4月には開花に至るのだから12月をぼんやり過ごすな
頭若しくは心を覆って殺さんばかりのその冷気を吸い込んでも。

20:15 2016/05/16月

Doomed to know not winter, only Spring, a being
Trod the flowery April blithely for awhile,
Took his fill of music, joy of thought and seeing,
Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile.
冬ではなく、只春だけを知りたいに決まっているので、
人は花咲く四月を楽しげにしばし歩いた、
音楽を思う存分堪能すれば、
思考や想像の喜びが現れ留まり去って行ったか、
戓いは、決乚て微笑を絶やさなかった。

20:55 2016/05/17火

Came and stayed and went, and now when all is finished,
You alone have crossed the melancholy stream,
Yours the pang, but his, O his, the undiminished
Undecaying gladness, undeparted dream.

All that life contains of torture, toil, and treason,
Shame, dishonour, death, to him were but a name.
Here, a boy, he dwelt through all the singing season
And ere the day of sorrow departed as he came.

Davos, 1881

2016年8月4日木曜日

In Memoriam F.A.S1./Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

江國香織、みすず書房、産業能率大学、新島学園短期大学は、翻訳泥棒の常連です。

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出版社:みすず書房
発行年:2004年初版
小沼 丹 (翻訳)
江國香織

Robert Louis Stevenson と吉田松陰 : 東と西のこころざし
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON AND YOSHIDA-TORAJIRO
関 郁夫
産業能率大学

ルイスの光と影 : Robert Louis Stevensonの二面性
Light and Shadow in Louis : The Duality of Robert Louis Stevenson
新島学園短期大学


XXVII
In Memoriam F.A.S.
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson
Yet, O stricken heart, remember, O remember
How of human days he lived the better part.
April came to bloom and never dim December
Breathed its killing chills upon the head or heart.
依然として、オゥ傷ついた心よ、オゥ思い起こすんだ、オゥ思い起こすんだ
彼がより分別ある側で暮らした人間らしい日々を。
4月には開花に至るのだから12月をぼんやり過ごすな
頭若しくは心を覆って殺さんばかりのその冷気を吸い込んでも。

20:15 2016/05/16月

Doomed to know not winter, only Spring, a being
Trod the flowery April blithely for awhile,
Took his fill of music, joy of thought and seeing,
Came and stayed and went, nor ever ceased to smile.
Came and stayed and went, and now when all is finished,
You alone have crossed the melancholy stream,
Yours the pang, but his, O his, the undiminished
Undecaying gladness, undeparted dream.
All that life contains of torture, toil, and treason,
Shame, dishonour, death, to him were but a name.
Here, a boy, he dwelt through all the singing season
And ere the day of sorrow departed as he came.

Davos, 1881

2016年8月3日水曜日

The Sick Child4/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

The Sick Child
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Child --
O mother, lay your hand on my brow!
O mother, mother, where am I now?
Why is the room so gaunt and great?
Why am I lying awake so late?
子供--
オゥ、お母さん、僕の額に貴方の手を当てて!
オゥ、お母さん、僕は今何処にいるの?
何故その部屋はそんなに無意味でばかでかいの?
何故僕はこんなに遅くまで起きているの?

21:43 2016/05/12木

Mother --
Fear not at all: the night is still.
Nothing is here that means you ill --
Nothing but lamps the whole town through,
And never a child awake but you.
母--
怖がったりしないで。夜は、静かにしている。
貴方を不快にしようとするものはここには何一つない--
街中、洋燈の他に何一つない、
それに貴方以外一人の子も起きていない。

22:30 2016/05/13金

Child --
Mother, mother, speak low in my ear,
Some of the things are so great and near,
Some are so small and far away,
I have a fear that I cannot say.
What have I done, and what do I fear,
And why are you crying, mother dear?
子供--
お母さん、お母さん、僕の耳に声を潜めて話して、
或る物はとても大きければ近く、一部はとても大きければ遠く離れている。僕は僕が話せないという事が怖い、
何を僕がしでかしたか、それに何を僕が恐れているのか、
そしてどうして貴女は泣いてばかりいるのお母さん?

22:28 2016/05/14土

Mother --
Out in the city, sounds begin,
Thank the kind God, the carts come in!
An hour or two more and God is so kind,
The day shall be blue in the windowblind,
Then shall my child go sweetly asleep,
And dream of the birds and the hills of sheep.
母--
街中を外れると、ざわめきが始まる、
やさしい神様に感謝して、荷馬車が入って来る!
一時間か更に二時間、神様はとても優しい、
その日は、窓の覆いの内側も青くなるでしょう、
その時我が子もぐっすりと眠り、
そうして鳥や羊の丘の夢を見るでしょう。

20:13 2016/05/15日

2016年8月1日月曜日

The Sick Child3/Robert Louis Stevenson翻訳

The Sick Child
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson

Child --
O mother, lay your hand on my brow!
O mother, mother, where am I now?
Why is the room so gaunt and great?
Why am I lying awake so late?
子供--
オゥ、お母さん、僕の額に貴方の手を当てて!
オゥ、お母さん、僕は今何処にいるの?
何故その部屋はそんなに無意味でばかでかいの?
何故僕はこんなに遅くまで起きているの?

21:43 2016/05/12木

Mother --
Fear not at all: the night is still.
Nothing is here that means you ill --
Nothing but lamps the whole town through,
And never a child awake but you.
母--
怖がったりしないで。夜は、静かにしている。
貴方を不快にしようとするものはここには何一つない--
街中、洋燈の他に何一つない、
それに貴方以外一人の子も起きていない。

22:30 2016/05/13金

Child --
Mother, mother, speak low in my ear,
Some of the things are so great and near,
Some are so small and far away,
I have a fear that I cannot say.
What have I done, and what do I fear,
And why are you crying, mother dear?
子供--
お母さん、お母さん、僕の耳に声を潜めて話して、
或る物はとても大きければ近く、一部はとても大きければ遠く離れている。僕は僕が話せないという事が怖い、
何を僕がしでかしたか、それに何を僕が恐れているのか、
そしてどうして貴女は泣いてばかりいるのお母さん?

22:28 2016/05/14土

Mother --
Out in the city, sounds begin,
Thank the kind God, the carts come in!
An hour or two more and God is so kind,
The day shall be blue in the windowblind,
Then shall my child go sweetly asleep,
And dream of the birds and the hills of sheep.