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『ハムレット』英文/和訳 ACT I SCENE V 亡霊の告白と復讐の誓い

『Hamlet』ACT I SCENE V を、英語学習用に「英文→和訳」の順で読みやすく整理し、重要語句を多めに色分けしています。父王の亡霊が殺害の真相を語り、ハムレットが復讐を誓う第一幕の核心場面です。

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stageEnter Ghost and Hamlet.

HAMLETWhither wilt thou lead me? Speak, I’ll go no further.

GHOSTMark me.

HAMLETI will.

GHOSTMy hour is almost come, when I to sulph’rous and tormenting flames must render up myself.

HAMLETAlas, poor ghost!

GHOSTPity me not, but lend thy serious hearing to what I shall unfold.

HAMLETSpeak, I am bound to hear.

GHOSTSo art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear.

HAMLETWhat?

GHOSTI am thy father’s spirit, doom’d for a certain term to walk the night, and for the day confin’d to fast in fires.

GHOSTTill the foul crimes done in my days of nature are burnt and purg’d away.

GHOSTBut that I am forbid to tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word would harrow up thy soul.

GHOSTIt would freeze thy young blood, make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, and each particular hair to stand on end like quills upon the fretful porpentine.

GHOSTBut this eternal blazon must not be to ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!

GHOSTIf thou didst ever thy dear father love

HAMLETO God!

GHOSTRevenge his foul and most unnatural murder.

HAMLETMurder!

GHOSTMurder most foul, as in the best it is; but this most foul, strange, and unnatural.

HAMLETHaste me to know’t, that I, with wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love, may sweep to my revenge.

GHOSTI find thee apt; and duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed that rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, wouldst thou not stir in this.

GHOSTNow, Hamlet, hear. ’Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, a serpent stung me.

GHOSTSo the whole ear of Denmark is by a forged process of my death rankly abus’d.

GHOSTBut know, thou noble youth, the serpent that did sting thy father’s life now wears his crown.

HAMLETO my prophetic soul! Mine uncle!

GHOSTAy, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, with witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, won to his shameful lust the will of my most seeming-virtuous queen.

GHOSTO Hamlet, what a falling off was there, from me, whose love was of that dignity, to decline upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor to those of mine.

GHOSTBut virtue, as it never will be mov’d though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven; so lust, though to a radiant angel link’d, will sate itself in a celestial bed and prey on garbage.

GHOSTBut soft! methinks I scent the morning air; brief let me be.

GHOSTSleeping within my orchard, my custom always of the afternoon, upon my secure hour thy uncle stole with juice of cursed hebenon in a vial.

GHOSTAnd in the porches of my ears did pour the leperous distilment.

GHOSTIts effect holds such an enmity with blood of man that swift as quicksilver it courses through the natural gates and alleys of the body.

GHOSTWith a sudden vigour it doth posset and curd, like eager droppings into milk, the thin and wholesome blood.

GHOSTSo did it mine; and a most instant tetter bark’d about, most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust all my smooth body.

GHOSTThus was I, sleeping, by a brother’s hand, of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatch’d.

GHOSTCut off even in the blossoms of my sin, unhous’led, disappointed, unanel’d; no reckoning made, but sent to my account with all my imperfections on my head.

GHOSTO horrible! O horrible! most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not.

GHOSTLet not the royal bed of Denmark be a couch for luxury and damned incest.

GHOSTBut howsoever thou pursu’st this act, taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive against thy mother aught.

GHOSTLeave her to heaven, and to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, to prick and sting her.

GHOSTFare thee well at once! The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, and ’gins to pale his uneffectual fire.

GHOSTAdieu, adieu, adieu. Remember me.

stageExit Ghost.

HAMLETO all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple hell? O, fie! Hold, my heart.

HAMLETAnd you, my sinews, grow not instant old, but bear me stiffly up.

HAMLETRemember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat in this distracted globe.

HAMLETYea, from the table of my memory I’ll wipe away all trivial fond records, all saws of books, all forms, all pressures past.

HAMLETAnd thy commandment all alone shall live within the book and volume of my brain, unmix’d with baser matter.

HAMLETYes, by heaven! O most pernicious woman! O villain, villain, smiling damned villain!

HAMLETMy tables. Meet it is I set it down, that one may smile, and smile, and be a villain!

HAMLETAt least I am sure it may be so in Denmark.

stageWriting.

HAMLETSo, uncle, there you are. Now to my word; it is ‘Adieu, adieu, remember me.’ I have sworn’t.

HORATIO and MARCELLUSWithin. My lord, my lord.

MARCELLUSWithin. Lord Hamlet.

HORATIOWithin. Heaven secure him.

HAMLETSo be it!

MARCELLUSWithin. Illo, ho, ho, my lord!

HAMLETHillo, ho, ho, boy! Come, bird, come.

stageEnter Horatio and Marcellus.

MARCELLUSHow is’t, my noble lord?

HORATIOWhat news, my lord?

HAMLETO, wonderful!

HORATIOGood my lord, tell it.

HAMLETNo, you’ll reveal it.

HORATIONot I, my lord, by heaven.

MARCELLUSNor I, my lord.

HAMLETHow say you then, would heart of man once think it? But you’ll be secret?

HORATIO and MARCELLUSAy, by heaven, my lord.

HAMLETThere’s ne’er a villain dwelling in all Denmark but he’s an arrant knave.

HORATIOThere needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave to tell us this.

HAMLETWhy, right; you are i’ the right; and so, without more circumstance at all, I hold it fit that we shake hands and part.

HAMLETYou, as your business and desire shall point you; and for my own poor part, look you, I’ll go pray.

HORATIOThese are but wild and whirling words, my lord.

HAMLETI’m sorry they offend you, heartily; yes faith, heartily.

HORATIOThere’s no offence, my lord.

HAMLETYes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio, and much offence too.

HAMLETTouching this vision here, it is an honest ghost, that let me tell you.

HAMLETFor your desire to know what is between us, o’ermaster’t as you may. And now, good friends, give me one poor request.

HORATIOWhat is’t, my lord? We will.

HAMLETNever make known what you have seen tonight.

HORATIO and MARCELLUSMy lord, we will not.

HAMLETNay, but swear’t.

HORATIOIn faith, my lord, not I.

MARCELLUSNor I, my lord, in faith.

HAMLETUpon my sword.

MARCELLUSWe have sworn, my lord, already.

HAMLETIndeed, upon my sword, indeed.

GHOSTUnder the stage. Swear.

HAMLETHa, ha boy, sayst thou so? Art thou there, truepenny? Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage. Consent to swear.

HORATIOPropose the oath, my lord.

HAMLETNever to speak of this that you have seen. Swear by my sword.

GHOSTBeneath. Swear.

HAMLETHic et ubique? Then we’ll shift our ground. Come hither, gentlemen, and lay your hands again upon my sword.

HAMLETNever to speak of this that you have heard. Swear by my sword.

GHOSTBeneath. Swear.

HAMLETWell said, old mole! Canst work i’ th’earth so fast? A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends.

HORATIOO day and night, but this is wondrous strange.

HAMLETAnd therefore as a stranger give it welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

HAMLETBut come, here, as before, never, so help you mercy, how strange or odd soe’er I bear myself—

HAMLETAs I perchance hereafter shall think meet to put an antic disposition on—

HAMLETThat you, at such times seeing me, never shall, with arms encumber’d thus, or this head-shake, or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, note that you know aught of me.

HAMLETSo grace and mercy at your most need help you, swear.

GHOSTBeneath. Swear.

HAMLETRest, rest, perturbed spirit. So, gentlemen, with all my love I do commend me to you.

HAMLETAnd what so poor a man as Hamlet is may do t’express his love and friending to you, God willing, shall not lack.

HAMLETLet us go in together, and still your fingers on your lips, I pray.

HAMLETThe time is out of joint. O cursed spite, that ever I was born to set it right.

HAMLETNay, come, let’s go together.

stageExeunt.

出典:Project Gutenberg『Hamlet』by William Shakespeare をもとに、英語学習用の英文・和訳・語句色分け形式に編集しています。

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