And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every beast keep holiday; Thou Child of Joy, Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy! IV. Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel-I feel it all. This sweet May-morning, On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm:— χθών τε γέγηθεν ἅπασα, φιλοφροσύνῃσί τ' ἀνεῖται πόντος ὁμοῦ καὶ γαῖα, θέρει τε σὺν ἠπιοθύμῳ πάνθ ̓ ἅμ ̓ ἑορτάζοντα συνήδεται ἔθνεα θηρῶν· Εὐφροσύνῃ φίλε κοῦρε, σὺ δ ̓ ἀμφί μοι αίρε βοητύν, οἰοπόλ', ὡς ὀλόλυγμα τορῶς σέθεν, ὄλβι, ἀκούω. ἔκλυον, οὔ με παρῆλθε, μακάρτατοι, οἷα θροεῖτε ἀντίτυπ ̓ ἀλλήλοις, ἴδον ἀνθεστήρι ̓ ἀγόντων αἰθέρ ̓ ὕπερθε γελῶντα, πάρειμι δὲ καὐτὸς ἑορτῇ ὅσσον ὁμοφρονέειν γε, κόμας τ ̓ ἀνέδησα καὶ αὐτὸς μυρί' ἰαινόμενος μετὰ μυρί ̓ ἰαινομένοισιν. ή μάλα κεν πελοι ἦμαρ ἀναίσιον εἰ σκυθρὸς εἴην νῦν ἐγὼ εἶτ ̓ ἐῶθι θέρους γλυκυμειλίχου ὥρῃ γαῖα μὲν ἀγλαΐην περιβάλλεται, ἐν δὲ νάπῃσιν ἄνθε ̓ ἀνηρίθμοισιν ἐερσήεντα δρέπονται παῖδες ἑκάς τε πέλας τε, φίλον τ ̓ ἐπιδέδρομεν εἵλης καῦμα, βρέφος τ ̓ ἀνάθρωσκει ἐν ἀγκαλίδεσσι τεκούσης· I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! -But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone: The pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat: Whither is spread the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream? V. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: And cometh from afar : Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come Heaven lies about us in our infancy! ἢ τάδ' ἀκήκο ̓, ἀκήκος, ἐϋφράνθην δέ τ ̓ ἀκούων. ἀλλὰ γὰρ ἐκ πολλῶν μεμέληκέ μοι ἔν γέ τι δένδρον εἷς ἀγρός, ὦ τ ̓ ἄμφω μὲν ἐπέδρακον εἰσορόων δὲ οἶδά τι καὶ ποθέων· τὸ δὲ πὰρ ποσὶ ταὐτὸν ὑπεῖπε λευκόϊον· ποῖ δὴ φάσμ ̓ ἀγλαὸν ἐκπεπόταται; ποῦ κ' ἔτι μαρμαρόεντος ἰδοίμεθα φέγγος ὀνείρου; κῶμα μόνον λήθη τε βροτῶν γένος· ἡ δὲ σὺν ἡμῖν ψυχὴ γιγνομένοισιν ἀνέσχεθε, μόρσιμος ἀστήρ, ἄλλοθί που καταδῦσ ̓ ἕκαθέν ποθεν ἐξανέτειλεν. οὐκ ἄρα δὴ πάντων γε λελασμένοι, οὐκ ἄρα γυμνοὶ πάντη γ', ἀλλ ̓ αἴγλην τιν' ἐφελκόμενοι νεφελάων δῶμα πατρὸς προλιπόντες ἱκάνομεν ἀθανάτοιο. ἀμφὶ βρέφος νεαρὸν τέταται φάος οὐρανιώνων Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing Boy, But He beholds the light, and whence it flows The Youth, who daily farther from the east Is on his way attended : At length the Man perceives it die away, VI. Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own: Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. |