A monologue from the enjoy by Pedro Calderon entre ma Barca
NOTICE: This monologue is reprinted from 8-10 Dramas of Calderon. Trans. Edward cullen Fitzgerald. London, uk: Macmillan Company., 1906.
SEGISMUND: Princes and warriors of Polandyou
That stare with this unnatural eyesight aghast
Pay attention to one who, Heaven-inspired to do
What in its secret wisdom Heaven forecast
Simply by that same Heaven advised prophet-wise
To justify the current in the past.
What in the sky-blue volume of the skies
Is definitely writ by simply Gods personal finger misleads none
But him in whose vain and misconstructed eyes
They make fun of with misinterpretation
Or who also, mistaking what he appropriately read
Ill commentary makes, or misapplies
Thinking tno shirk or thwart it. Which has performed
The knowledge of this digno head
Who, well supplied with the secret crucial
To that gold alphabet, himself made me
Himself, I say, the savage this individual fore-read
Destiny somehow must be charged with, nippd the expansion
Of better characteristics in constraint and sloth
That only bring to bear the seed of wrong
And turnd the stream to fury whose out-burst
Acquired kept his lawful funnel uncoerced
And fertilized the land he flowd along.
Then love to some unskilful duellist
Who have having over-reached himself driving too hard
His foe, or but a point in time off his guard
What odds, the moment Fate can be ones villain!
Nay, even more, this regal father, self-dismayd
At having Fate against himself arrayd
Upon himself the very blade he understood
Should injury him, down upon his bosom received
That might very well handled, very well have wrought, or, stored
Undrawn, have got harmless inside the scabbard rested.
But Fate shall not by simply human push be shattered
Nor foild by individual feint, the trick learnd
Resistant to the scholar simply by that expert turnd
Whom to him self reserves the master-stroke.
See whereof this venerable Age
Thrice crownd as Maest?, and Sovereign, and Sage
Down to the dust dishonourd by
The very means he tempted to defy
The irresistible. And shall not I
Till now the simply dumb tool that made
The challenge Fate features with my father fought
Right now the mere mouth-piece of its victory
Oh, shall not I, the champions sword laid down
Be yet more shamed to wear the teachers wedding dress
And, blushing at the component I had to try out
Down where honourd mind I was to lay
At this time more simply submission of my own
The treason Destiny has pressured on me atone?
You stare upon me all, amazed to hear
The word of civil rights from this kind of lips
Since never but seemd configured to this sort of discourse.
Yet listenIn that same enchanted tower
A few weeks ago I learnd it coming from a dream
Expounded by this old prophet right here
And which he explained, should it come again
Can certainly make money should carry myself below it, not
As in that case with angry passion most on fire
Fighting and producing a distemperd soul
Although evn with justice, mercy, self-control
As though the dream I walkd in had been no desire
And notion one day to account for this.
A dream it absolutely was in which I think myself
And also you that haild me right now then haild me California king
In a fearless palace that was all my own
Inside, and all with no it, acquire, until
Consumed with overabundance majesty and pride
Methought I towerd so high and swelld therefore wide
Those of myself We burst the glittering bubble
That my personal ambition experienced about me blown
And all again was darkness. Such a dream
Because this through which I may be walking today
Dispensing solemn justice to you shadows
Who also make believe that to listen, nevertheless anon
With the glittering arms and equipage
King, princes, captains, warriors, plume and steel
Ay, evn with the airy cinema
May flit into the surroundings you manage to rend
With acclamation, departing me to wake
At nighttime tower, or dreaming that we wake
Out of this that waking up is, or perhaps this and this
Both waking up or the two dreaming, such a doubt
Confounds and clouds our persona life regarding.
And, if wake or dreaming, this I know
Just how dream-wise human being glories come and go
Whose momentary tenure never to break
Going for walks as one whom knows this individual soon may wake
Therefore fairly carry the full cup, so well
Disorderd insolence and keenness quell
That there end up being nothing following to upbraid
Dreamer or perhaps doer in the part this individual playd
If To-morrows dawn shall break the mean
Or the Previous Trumpet from the eternal Working day
When Dreaming with the Night shall perish.
