J.M. Plunkett: Pirkadat

A felh�n Napsugarak ragyognak,

�gy ragyogsz te is, s hogy ne sebezzen

Az �r�k �j, szemem el kell fednem,

�s felh�idr�l kell, hogy daloljak,

Piros, z�ld, feh�r sz�nekben futnak

�rted, hogy eltakarjanak sz�pen,

Napnyugtakor, hajnalban �s d�lben--

�s a csillagok r�lad dalolnak.

�m e k�rus alatt n�m�n fekszem,

Mint a k�vek, m�g sz�rny�t a s�t�t

Kit�rja -- s amint a k�zelemben

Vagy, fel�bresztem Memn�n �nek�t,

S minden figyel, hiszen te sz�rtad sz�t

�r�k t�zed: ott �l a k�vekben.

Daybreak

As blazes forth through clouds the morning sun,
So shines your soul, and I must veil my sight
Lest it be stricken to eternal night
By too much seeing ere my song be done,
And I must sing your body's clouds that run
To hide you with their crimson, green and white
At sunset dawn and noon--and then the flight
Of stars that chant your praise in unison.

But I beneath the planetary choir
Still as a stone lie dumbly, till the dark
Lifts its broad wings--then swift as you draw nigher
I raise Memnonian song, and all must hark,
For you have flung a brand and fixed a spark
Deep in the stone, of you immortal fire.