「沈黙の正午」

「沈黙の正午」:ダンテ・ゲイブリエル・ロセッティ "Silent Noon" sonnet by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882) Lyrics: Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, - The finger-points look through like rosy blooms: Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms 'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass. All round our nest, far as the eye can pass, Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge. 'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass. Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky: - So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above. Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower, This close-companioned inarticulate hour When twofold silence was the song of love.

「愛の哲学」:パーシー・ビッシュ・シェリー Love's Philosophy poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822) Lyrics: The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle - Why not I with thine? See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea - What are all these kissings worth If thou kiss not me?

 

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「蜂が蜜を吸うところで」

「蜂が蜜を吸うところで」 "Where the Bee Sucks" by Shakespeare [The Tempest] Act V, scene I Lyrics: Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

「恋する若者と娘がいた」 "It Was a Lover and His Lass" by Shakespeare [As You Like It] Act V, scene III Lyrics: It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green cornfield did pass In springtime, the only pretty ringtime, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding, Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, These pretty country folks would lie In springtime, &c. ... ...

 

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ロジャー・クィルター (1877-1953)

「来たれ、死よ」 "Come Away, Death". by Shakespeare. Twelfth Night, Act II, scene IV Lyrics: CLOWN: Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! DUKE ORSINO: There's for thy pains. CLOWN: No pains, sir: I take pleasure in singing, sir. DUKE ORSINO: I'll pay thy pleasure then. CLOWN: Truly, sir, and pleasure will be paid, one time or another.

「今、深紅の花びらは眠り」 "Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal", Poem by Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) Lyrics: Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: The firefly wakens: waken thou with me. now folds thy lily all her sweetness up and sinks into the bossom of the lake so fold thyself, thy dearest thou, and sink into my bossom and be lost in me.

// シェークスピアやその他偉大な英国の詩人たちの詩に魅力的なメロディーを付け
た、重要な近代英国の作曲家ロジャー・クィルター[1877-1953]。
// 出典: HMV レビュー

 

 

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