Theatre of Tragedy - And When He Falleth
Liv Kristine Espences(¿©)
"Be my kin free fro carnal sin,
ÇüÁ¦¿©, À°¿åÀ» ¸Ö¸®ÇÏ°í,
bridle the thoughts of thy master."
±×´ë¸¦ Áö¹èÇÏ°í ÀÖ´Â »ç³ä¿¡ Á·¼â¸¦ ä¿ì½Ã¿À.
Raymond F. Rohonyi(³²)
"There hath past away a glare fro the earth;
¶¥À¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ÈÖ±¤ÀÌ ÀÖ¾ú³ª´Ï
A glare that in the hearts and minds of men,
±×°ÍÀº Àΰ£ÀÇ ¸¶À½¼Ó¿¡ ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ̶ó
Men demented - blinfolded by light,
¸ÚÁö°Ô Â÷·ÁÀÔÀº õ»ç¿Íµµ °°Àº Âù¶õÇÑ ¼¶±¤¿¡
Hourisheth as weed in their well-groom'd garths."
Àΰ£µéÀº ´«ÀÌ ¸Ö°í ¹ÌÃÄ ¹ö·È´Ù.
Liv Kristine Espences(¿©)
"The quality of mercy and absolution,
ÀÚºñ¿Í ±¸¿øÀÇ °¡Ä¡,
Whence cometh such qualities?
±×°ÍµéÀº ¾îµð¿¡¼ »ý°Ü³ª´Â°¡?
Build thyself a mirror in which
±×´ëÀÇ À½ÅÁÇÑ ¿å¸Á¸¸ÀÌ ºñÄ¡´Â °Å¿ï¼Ó¿¡¼
Solely wanton images of thy desire appear!"
½º½º·Î ´µ¿ìÄ¡°í ȸ°³ÇϽÿÀ!
Raymond F. Rohonyi(³²)
"Might I too was blindfolded are,
³ª ¿ª½Ã ±¤Ã¤¿¡ ´«ÀÌ ¸Ö¾î¹ö·È´ÂÁöµµ ¸ð¸£°í,
Tho'years have master'd me
¼¼¿ù¿¡ ±æµé¿©Á®
A masque of this to fashion:
°¡À幫µµÈ¸Ã³·³ À¯ÇàÀ» µû¸£°Ô µÇ¾ú´ÂÁöµµ ¸ð¸£Áö.
Seer blest, thou best philosopher!"
¿¹¾ðÀÚ¿© ÃູÇ϶ó, ±×´ë´Â ÃÖ°íÀÇ Ã¶ÇÐÀڽñº!
Liv Kristine Espences(¿©)
" 'Tis the divine tragady -
ÀÌ°ÍÀº ¹«´ëÀ§¿¡¼ ¾î¼³Ç ¼ÓÀÓ¼ö¸¦ ÀÏ»ï´Â
The fool and the mocking court:
¼º½º·¯¿î ºñ±Ø.
Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!:
±¤´ë¿©, ¹«¸ ²Ý¾î¶ó, ±×¸®°í Á¾À» ¿ï·Á¶ó!
Make us guffaw at thy faiile follies,
³ÊÀÇ »ç¼ÒÇÑ ½Ç¼ö¿¡ ¿ì¸®´Â ³ÊÅпôÀ½À» Áþ´Â´Ù.
Yet for our blunders - Oh, in shame;
±×·¯³ª -¿À, ºÎ²ô·´°Ôµµ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ Ä¡¸íÀûÀÎ ½Ç¼ö¸¦ À§·ÎÇØ ÁÖ´Â °ÍÀº
Earth beareth no balm for mistakes-
ÀÌ Áö»ó¿¡ Á¸ÀçÇÏÁö ¾Ê³×- ÀÌ Å©³ªÅ« ¾î¸®¼®À½ ´öºÐ¿¡
We hold the earth fro hell away."
¿ì¸®´Â ¼¼»óÀ» Áö¿ÁÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ÁöÅ°°í ÀÖ´Ù.
Raymond F. Rohonyi(³²)
" 'Tis the divine comedy-
ÀÌ°ÍÀº ¹«´ëÀ§¿¡¼ ¾î¼³Ç ¼ÓÀÓ¼ö¸¦ ÀÏ»ï´Â
The fool and the mocking court;
¼º½º·¯¿î Èñ±ØÀÌ´Ù.
Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!:
±¤´ë¿©, ¹«¸ ²Ý¾î¶ó, ±×¸®°í Á¾À» ¿ï·Á¶ó!
We hold the earth fro heaven away."
¿ì¸®´Â ¼¼»óÀ» õ±¹À¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ÁöÅ°°í ÀÖ´Ù.
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[Male Voice] (³²ÀÚ)
That cross you wear around your neck;
³× ¸ñ¿¡ °É·ÁÀÖ´Â ½ÊÀÚ°¡;
is it only a decoration, or are you a true Christian believer?
Àå½ÄÀÏ »ÓÀΰ¡, ¾Æ´Ï¸é ³Ê´Â ÁøÁ¤ÇÑ ±âµ¶±³ ½ÅµµÀΰ¡?
[Female Voice] (¿©ÀÚ)
Yes, I believe - truly
Àú´Â Áø½ÉÀ¸·Î ¹Ï½À´Ï´Ù.
[Male Voice] (³²ÀÚ)
Then I want you to remove it at once!
- and never to wear it within this castle again!
±×·¸´Ù¸é ´çÀå ¹þÀ¸¶ó! - ±×¸®°í ´Ù½Ã´Â ÀÌ ¼º¾È¿¡¼ ±× ¸ñ°ÉÀ̸¦ ÇÏÁö ¸»¶ó!
Do you know how a falcon is trained my dear?Her eyes are sewn shut.
¸Å¸¦ ¾î¶»°Ô ÈƷýÃÅ°´ÂÁö ¾Æ´À³Ä, ¾ê¾ß? ¸ÅÀÇ ´«À» ²ç¸Ç´Ü´Ù.
Blinded temporarily she suffers the whims of her God patiently, until her will is
submerged and she learns to serve - as your God taught and blinded you with
crosses.
Àá½Ã ´«ÀÌ ¸Õ ¸Å´Â °íÅëÀ» ¹ÞÀ¸¸ç ½Å°°Àº ÁÖÀÎÀÇ º¯´öÀ» ÂüÀ»¼ºÀÖ°Ô °ßµ®³½´Ü´Ù.
ÀÇÁö°¡ ²ªÀÌ°í º¹Á¾À» ¹è¿ï ¶§ ±îÁö ¸»ÀÌÁö.
¹Ù·Î ³ÊÀÇ ½ÅÀÌ ½ÊÀÚ°¡µéÀ» ¾Õ¼¼¿ö °¡¸£Ãļ ³ÊÀÇ ´«À» ¸Ö°Ô ÇÑ°Íó·³ ¸»À̾ß.
[Female Voice] (¿©ÀÚ)
You had me take off my cross because it offended....
±âºÐÀÌ »óÇϼż Àú´õ·¯ ½ÊÀÚ°¡¸¦ ¹þÀ¸¶ó°í ÇϽŰÍ....
[Male Voice] (³²ÀÚ)
It offended no-one. No - it simply appears
to me to be discourteous to... to wear the symbol of a deity long dead.
±âºÐ »óÇÑ »ç¶÷Àº ¾Æ¹«µµ ¾ø´Ù.
¾Æ´Ï, ³ ´ÜÁö ÀÌ¹Ì Á×ÀºÁö ¿À·¡µÈ ½ÅÀÇ »ó¡À» Â÷´Â ÇàÀ§¸¦ ¹«·ÊÇÏ´Ù°í º¼ »ÓÀ̾ß.
My ancestors tried to find it. And to open
the door that seperates us from our Creator. ³ªÀÇ ¼±Á¶µéÀº ¿ì¸®¿Í ½ÅÀÇ »çÀ̸¦ °¡·Î ¸·´Â ¹®À» ã¾Æ³»¾î ¿¾îº¸·Á°í ½ÃµµÇÏ¿´´Ù.
[Female Voice] (¿©ÀÚ)
But you need no doors to find God. If you believe....
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ½ÅÀ» ã±â À§ÇÑ ¹®µûÀ§´Â ÇÊ¿äÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä. ¹ÏÀ½ÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù¸é....
[Male Voice] (³²ÀÚ)
Believe?! If you believe you are gullible.
Can you look around this world and believe
in the goodness of a god who rules it?
Famine, Pestilence, War, Disease and Death! They rule this world.
¹ÏÀ½? Á¤¸» ¹Ï´Â´Ù¸é ³Ê´Â Àß ¼Ó´Â±¸³ª. ¼¼»óÀ» µÑ·¯º¸¾Æ¶ó.
±× ¼¼»óÀ» Áö¹èÇÏ´Â ½ÅÀÇ ´öÀ» ¹ÏÀ»¼ö ÀÖ°Ú´Ï?
±¾ÁÖ¸², ¿ªº´, ÀüÀï, Áúº´, ±×¸®°í Á×À½! ±×·± °ÍµéÀÌ ¼¼»óÀ» Áö¹èÇÑ´Ü´Ù.
[Female Voice] (¿©ÀÚ)
There is also love and life and hope. »ç¶û, »î, ±×¸®°í Èñ¸Áµµ ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
[Male Voice] (³²ÀÚ)
Very little hope I assure you. No.
If a god of love and life ever did exist... he is long since dead.
Someone... something rules in his place. Èñ¸ÁÀº ¾ÆÁÖ Á¶±Ý¹Û¿¡ ¾ø´Ü´Ù.
¹Ï¾îµµ ÁÁ¾Æ. ¾Æ´Ï, ¸¸¾à »ç¶û°ú »îÀÇ ½ÅÀÌ Á¤¸» Á¸À糪 Çß¾ú´Ù¸é...
±×´Â ÀÌ¹Ì Á×ÀºÁö ¿À·¡´Ù. ´©±º°¡...¹º°¡°¡ ±×ÀÇ ÀÚ¸®¿¡¼ Áö¹èÇÏ°í ÀÖ´Ù.
Raymond F. Rohonyi(³²)
"Believe? In a deity long dead? -
¹ÏÀ¸¶ó°í? ½Å¼ºÇÏ°í ¿µ¿øÇÑ Á×À½À»?
I would rather be a pagan suckled in creeds outworn;
Â÷¶ó¸® ³ª´Â »çÀåµÈ Ã¥¼ÓÀÇ
With faarlytales fill'd up in head:
µ¿È°°Àº À̾߱⳪ ¸Ó¸´¼Ó¿¡ °¡µæ ä¿ì°í
Thoughts of the book sillborn."
³°¾ÆºüÁø ±³¸®¿¡ ¸ñ¼ûÀ» °Å´Â À̱³µµ°¡ µÇ´Â ÂÊÀÌ ³´´Ù.
Liv Kristine Espences(¿©)
"Shadow of annoyance -
³ª¸¦ ºÐ³ëÄÉ ÇÏ´Â ±×¸²ÀÚ¿© -
Ne'er come hither!
´õ ÀÌ»ó ´Ù°¡¿ÀÁö ¸»¶ó!
... And when he falleth, he falleth like Lucifer,
Ÿ¶ôÇÏ°Ô µÈ´Ù¸é, ·ç½ÃÆÛ°¡ ±×·¨µíÀÌ
Ne'er to ascend again.... "
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