無明 １６－２１行目

Darkness Lord Byron

[ll.16-21]

Happy were those who dwelt whithin the eye
Of volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;
Forests were set on fireーbut hour by hour
They fell and fadedーand the crackling trunks
Extinguish'd with a crash―and all was black.


無明　　　バイロン

[16-21行目]

幸あるは火山のひとみの　峰のともし火の
うちに住まうものたち
ひとつのおびえたのぞみがこの世に充ちて
森には焔がはなたれ――けれど一刻一刻と
しずまり衰えてゆきーーぱちぱちと爆ぜる
幹らが裂けて燃え落ちたあとにはー―すべてが暗みはてる