On A Picture Of A Black Centaur By Edmund Dulac

On A Picture Of A Black Centaur By Edmund Dulac YOUR hooves have stamped at the black margin of the wood, Even where horrible green parrots call and swing. My works are all stamped down into the sultry mud. I knew that horse-play, knew it for a murderous thing. 그대의 발발굽이 숲의 검은 가장자리를 힘차게 짓밟았다, 그곳에선 겁에 질린 녹색 앵무새 마저 소리를 지르며 몸을 떠는 구나. 나의 작품들은 모두 격렬한 비방을 받고 모두 유린 당하는 구나. 나도 그 소란을 알고 있었다, 그것을 살인적인 것으로 오해했다. What wholesome sun has ripened is wholesome food to eat, And that alone; yet I, being driven half insane Because of some green wing, gathered old mummy wheat In the mad abstract dark and ground it grain by grain And after baked it slowly in an oven; but now I bring full-flavoured wine out of a barrel found Where seven Ephesian topers slept and never knew When Alexander's empire passed, they slept so sound. 유익한 태양이 익힌 것은 먹기에 유익한 음식, 그리고 그것은 제쳐 두고; 그러나 나는, 반쯤 제정신이 아니었기에 어떤 푸른 날개 때문에, 광적인 추상적인 어둠 속에서 오래된 말라빠진 밀을 주워 모았다 그리고 그것은 한 알 한 알 갈았다 그리고 나중에 그것을 오븐에 천천히 구워내었다; 그러나 이제 나는 술독에서 충분히 향이 베인 술을 가져와 일곱명의 에베소의 술꾼들이 잠들어 알렉산드의 제국이 사라지는 것도 모르고 곤한 잠을 자던 곳을 찾아내었다. Stretch out your limbs and sleep a long Saturnian sleep; I have loved you better than my soul for all my words, And there is none so fit to keep a watch and keep Unwearied eyes upon those horrible green birds. 사지를 뻗고 긴 행복한(농신의) 잠을 자거라; 나는 그대를 모든 말을 대신해 내 영혼보다 사랑했다, 그리고 그 무서운 녹색의 새들을 피곤한 눈으로 바라보기에 적합한 사람은 아무도 없구나. On A Picture Of A Black Centaur By Edmund Dulac YOUR hooves have stamped at the black margin of the wood, Even where horrible green parrots call and swing. My works are all stamped down into the sultry mud. I knew that horse-play, knew it for a murderous thing. What wholesome sun has ripened is wholesome food to eat, And that alone; yet I, being driven half insane Because of some green wing, gathered old mummy wheat In the mad abstract dark and ground it grain by grain And after baked it slowly in an oven; but now I bring full-flavoured wine out of a barrel found Where seven Ephesian topers slept and never knew When Alexander's empire passed, they slept so sound. Stretch out your limbs and sleep a long Saturnian sleep; I have loved you better than my soul for all my words, And there is none so fit to keep a watch and keep Unwearied eyes upon those horrible green birds.