{"id":51091,"date":"2016-05-21T13:08:14","date_gmt":"2016-05-21T13:08:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/?p=51091"},"modified":"2016-05-22T06:35:17","modified_gmt":"2016-05-22T06:35:17","slug":"kolcsonsorok-andrew-marwell-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/?p=51091","title":{"rendered":"K\u00f6lcs\u00f6nsorok: Andrew Marvell"},"content":{"rendered":"

A kert \/ The Garden<\/strong><\/h2>\n

Ember! Csal\u00f3 k\u00e1pr\u00e1zat \u00e1ltat:
\nnem gy\u0151zz\u00fck le a karcs\u00fa f\u00e1kat.
\nN\u00e9zd a szorgos, tev\u00e9keny \u00e1gat,
\nhogy\u2019 k\u00e9sz\u00edti a koron\u00e1kat,
\nmelyeknek r\u00f6vid, keskeny \u00e1rnya
\nr\u00e1hull dorg\u00e1l\u00f3n a vil\u00e1gra.
\nS a becsuk\u00f3d\u00f3 vir\u00e1gok, f\u00e1k
\nsz\u00f6vik a pihen\u00e9s girlandj\u00e1t.<\/p>\n

B\u00e9k\u00e9t s \u00e1rtatlans\u00e1got egyben
\ncsakis ebben a kertben leltem,
\nhosszan t\u00e9velyegve,bolyongva
\na l\u00e1rm\u00e1z\u00f3 embervadonba\u2019.
\nDe itt csod\u00e1s n\u00f6v\u00e9nyek h\u00edvnak,
\namint a p\u00e1lm\u00e1k k\u00f6zt kiny\u00edlnak.
\nS e sz\u00e9p mag\u00e1nyoss\u00e1ghoz k\u00e9pest
\naz ember csup\u00e1n durva,\u00e9rdes.<\/p>\n

Nem gy\u0151zhet e z\u00f6ld ragyog\u00e1sban
\nsemmilyen m\u00e1s sz\u00edn,amit l\u00e1ttam.
\nS kegyetlen marad szenved\u00e9ly\u00fcnk,
\nam\u00edg neveket f\u00e1kba v\u00e9s\u00fcnk.
\n\u00d3,jaj- messze van,mindhi\u00e1ba,
\na Fels\u00e9ges Sz\u00e9ps\u00e9g hat\u00e1ra!
\nS hol fels\u00e9rtem a h\u00e1ncsr\u00e9teg\u00e9t,
\nm\u00e1st nem lelek,csak a fa nev\u00e9t.<\/p>\n

Amikor a szenved\u00e9ly vezet,
\nink\u00e1bb megh\u00e1tr\u00e1l a szeretet.
\nIstenek \u0171znek m\u00fal\u00f3 sz\u00e9pet,
\ns a hajsza egy f\u00e1ban \u00e9r v\u00e9get.
\nApoll\u00f3 Daphn\u00e9t – egyre, \u00fajra,
\nhogy n\u0151j\u00f6n bab\u00e9rkoszor\u00faja,
\ns P\u00e1n a szir\u00e9neket kutatja,
\ncsakhogy a sipj\u00e1t megf\u00fajhassa.<\/p>\n

Itt \u00e9lhetek csod\u00e1s \u00f6r\u00f6mben,
\n\u00e9rett alm\u00e1k hullnak k\u00f6r\u00f6ttem.
\nBuja f\u00fcrt\u00f6k hasad\u00f3 \u00e1rja
\nboros nedvet csorgat a sz\u00e1mra,
\na barackok nekt\u00e1rt levedznek,
\nmagukt\u00f3l \u00e9rnek a kezemhez
\nmegvillan a dinny\u00e9k z\u00f6ld h\u0171se,
\ns vir\u00e1g\u00f6z\u00f6n sz\u00f6gez a f\u0171be.<\/p>\n

Az \u00e9sz – b\u00e1r \u00f6r\u00f6me csek\u00e9lyebb,
\nmaga is boldogs\u00e1got \u00e9rez.
\nHiszen a dolgok \u00f3ce\u00e1nja,
\nhol p\u00e1rj\u00e1t minden megtal\u00e1lja,
\ns alkot is, t\u00fall\u00e9pve a teret:
\n\u00faj vil\u00e1gokat s tengereket.
\n\u00c9s ami van, sz\u00e9tfoszlik gyorsan
\nz\u00f6ld \u00e1rnyat vet\u0151 gondolatban.<\/p>\n

Itt, egy sz\u00f6k\u0151k\u00fat l\u00e1ba mellett,
\nvagy egy f\u00e1n\u00e1l, mit moha lep meg,
\nf\u00e9lredobom testem – zek\u00e9met,
\naz \u00e1gakba siklik a l\u00e9lek,
\nott \u00fagy dalol, mint egy mad\u00e1rka
\nrebeg fel \u00e9s le ez\u00fcstsz\u00e1rnya,
\ns m\u00edg felm\u00e9ri \u00faj \u00fatja hossz\u00e1t,
\nm\u00e1s-m\u00e1s f\u00e9nyben mutatja toll\u00e1t.<\/p>\n

Ily \u00e1llapotban \u00e9lt a Kert,
\nm\u00edgnem az ember t\u00e1rsra lelt.
\nOly tiszta volt ez \u00e9des b\u00e9ke,
\nnem volt sz\u00fcks\u00e9g m\u00e1s seg\u00edts\u00e9gre.
\nDe a haland\u00f3nak nem sorsa,
\nhogy \u00fatj\u00e1t mag\u00e1nyosan r\u00f3ja,
\nk\u00e9t paradicsom \u00edgy egyes\u00fcl,
\ns \u00e9lnek az \u00e9denben egyed\u00fcl.<\/p>\n

\u00cdm, az \u00fcgyes Kert\u00e9szt csod\u00e1lja
\nvir\u00e1gokb\u00f3l font nap\u00f3r\u00e1ja,
\nmelyb\u0151l a szel\u00edd sug\u00e1r\u00f6z\u00f6n
\n\u00e1tt\u00f6r az illatos \u00e9g\u00f6v\u00f6n!
\nM\u00e9hek szorgoskodnak donogva,
\ns \u00fagy mint mi – az id\u0151t beosztva,
\n\u00e9s szaladnak veled az \u00f3r\u00e1k:
\nillatos, f\u0171szeres mennyorsz\u00e1g!<\/p>\n

Ford\u00edtotta Albert Csilla<\/strong><\/p>\n

How vainly men themselves amaze<\/em>
\nTo win the Palm, the Oke, or Bayes;<\/em>
\nAnd their uncessant Labours see<\/em>
\nCrown’d from some single Herb or Tree,<\/em>
\nWhose short and narrow verged Shade<\/em>
\nDoes prudently their Toyles upbraid;<\/em>
\nWhile all Flow’rs and all Trees do close<\/em>
\nTo weave the Garlands of repose.<\/em><\/p>\n

Fair quiet, have I found thee here,<\/em>
\nAnd Innocence thy Sister dear!<\/em>
\nMistaken long, I sought you then<\/em>
\nIn busie Companies of Men.<\/em>
\nYour sacred Plants, if here below,<\/em>
\nOnly among the Plants will grow.<\/em>
\nSociety is all but rude,<\/em>
\nTo this delicious Solitude.<\/em><\/p>\n

No white nor red was ever seen<\/em>
\nSo am’rous as this lovely green.<\/em>
\nFond Lovers, cruel as their Flame,<\/em>
\nCut in these Trees their Mistress name.<\/em>
\nLittle, Alas, they know, or heed,<\/em>
\nHow far these Beauties Hers exceed!<\/em>
\nFair Trees! where s’eer you barkes I wound,<\/em>
\nNo Name shall but your own be found.<\/em><\/p>\n

When we have run our Passions heat,<\/em>
\nLove hither makes his best retreat.<\/em>
\nThe Gods, that mortal Beauty chase,<\/em>
\nThe Gods, that mortal Beauty chase,<\/em>
\nApollo hunted Daphne so,<\/em>
\nOnly that She might Laurel grow.<\/em>
\nAnd Pan did after Syrinx speed,<\/em>
\nNot as a Nymph, but for a Reed.<\/em><\/p>\n

What wond’rous Life in this I lead!<\/em>
\nRipe Apples drop about my head;<\/em>
\nThe Luscious Clusters of the Vine<\/em>
\nUpon my Mouth do crush their Wine;<\/em>
\nThe Nectaren, and curious Peach,<\/em>
\nInto my hands themselves do reach;<\/em>
\nStumbling on Melons, as I pass,<\/em>
\nInsnar’d with Flow’rs, I fall on Grass.<\/em><\/p>\n

Mean while the Mind, from pleasure less,<\/em>
\nWithdraws into its happiness:<\/em>
\nThe Mind, that Ocean where each kind<\/em>
\nDoes streight its own resemblance find;<\/em>
\nYet it creates, transcending these,<\/em>
\nFar other Worlds, and other Seas;<\/em>
\nAnnihilating all that’s made<\/em>
\nTo a green Thought in a green Shade.<\/em><\/p>\n

Here at the Fountains sliding foot,<\/em>
\nOr at some Fruit-tress mossy root,<\/em>
\nCasting the Bodies Vest aside,<\/em>
\nMy Soul into the boughs does glide:<\/em>
\nThere like a Bird it sits, and sings,<\/em>
\nThen whets, and combs its silver Wings;<\/em>
\nAnd, till prepar’d for longer flight,<\/em>
\nWaves in its Plumes the various Light.<\/em><\/p>\n

Such was that happy Garden-state,<\/em>
\nWhile Man there walk’d without a Mate:<\/em>
\nAfter a Place so pure, and sweet,<\/em>
\nWhat other Help could yet be meet!<\/em>
\nBut ’twas beyond a Mortal’s share<\/em>
\nTo wander solitary there:<\/em>
\nTwo Paradises ’twere in one<\/em>
\nTo live in Paradise alone.<\/em><\/p>\n

How well the skilful Gardner drew<\/em>
\nOf flow’rs and herbes this Dial new;<\/em>
\nWhere from above the milder Sun<\/em>
\nDoes through a fragrant Zodiack run;<\/em>
\nAnd, as it works, th’ industrious Bee<\/em>
\nComputes its time as well as we.<\/em>
\nHow could such sweet and wholsome Hours<\/em>
\nBe reckon’d but with herbs and flow’rs!\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A kert \/ The Garden Ember! Csal\u00f3 k\u00e1pr\u00e1zat \u00e1ltat: nem gy\u0151zz\u00fck le a karcs\u00fa f\u00e1kat. N\u00e9zd a szorgos, tev\u00e9keny \u00e1gat, hogy\u2019 k\u00e9sz\u00edti a koron\u00e1kat,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-51091","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-vers"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51091","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=51091"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51091\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=51091"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=51091"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ujkafe.website\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=51091"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}