J.M. Plunkett: Az �larc

Mit mertem sz�lni �n,

Hogy tagadnod kelljen?

Ha neveddel b�szk�n

Dalom d�sz�tettem:

A h�rn�v az eny�m.

�n csak azt kerestem,

Hogy’ dics�rjen szavam,

Nem n�ztem semmit sem,

Mikor k�boroltam:

Csak saj�t �rz�sem.

Mondd h�t, mit k�rtem �n,

Mi sz�ved b�nthatja,

Vagy t�l neh�znek v�l?

S most engem elhagyva

Sz�rny� maszkot vett�l.

�s szemed oly v�dl�,

Merev, s hal�l-hideg:

Hogy sz�vem gyanakv�,

Dalom vakmer� lett,

S esztelen minden sz� --

�gy azt k�vetelem,

Hogy sz�ved sz�laljon

Meg a v�delmemben,

Ne hagyd, hogy sz�p dalom,

S b�jod odavesszen.

The Mask

What have I dared to claim
That you should thus deny?
If I have used your name
My songs to beautify
Mine is the greater fame.

And I have ever sought
But to proclaim your praise,
I have regarded naught
When wandering by your ways
But truth, my only thought.

What favour did I ask
That might constrain your heart
Or heavier make your task?
But now that you depart
Wearing a dreadful mask.

And those accusing eyes
As still as death and cold
Making my soul surmise
My song grown overbold
And all my words unwise --

Now is my claim from thence
That you should hear your heart's
Pleading in my defence
Before your praise departs
And all your grace goes hence.