"A Night In With The Wordsworth's"
"Enjoy this gala performing of William’s poetry and Dorothy’s journals.
Simon Armitage, Margaret Atwood, #BenedictCumberbatch, Monty Don, Lisa Dwan, Inua Ellams, #StephenFry, #TomHollander, #TobyJones, #HelenMcCrory, #JonathanPryce and #VanessaRedgrave read for us work that will include Intimations of Immortality, Daffodils, lines composed both Upon Westminster Bridge and Above Tintern Abbey, The Prelude and We Are Seven.
#Hayfestival2020"

"The Solitary Reaper" by William Wordsworth

Behold her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain,
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.

No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.

Will no one tell me what she sings?—
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago:
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?

Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o'er the sickle bending;—
I listened, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.

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A magányos aratólány (Kálnoky László fordítása)

Nézd őt, a hegyvidéki lányt,
a szántóföldön egyedül!
Arat s dalolgat; állj meg itt,
vagy lépj nesztelenül!
Kaszál, kévét köt egymaga,
s oly mélabúsan zeng dala;
ó, hallgasd! a völgy mély öle
hangjával van telistele.

Szebbnek a csalogány dalát
nem hallják fáradt vándorok
ha olykor árnyékos tanyát
nyújt az arab homok:
nem ily üdítő hang, midőn
kakukk kiált tavaszidőn
és megtöri a víz örök
csendjét a Hebridák között.

Miről dalol? Ki mondja meg?
Tán a kesergő dallamár
tárgya régi baljós eset
s harc, mely feledve már:
vagy szerényebb a téma itt,
számunkra meghittebb, maibb?
Köznapi bánat s fájdalom,
mely elmúlt, s újul egy napon?

Mindegy, hogy mit, dalolt a lány,
s nem volt dalának vége-hossza;
néztem, míg dal közt dolgozott,
sarlózott hajladozva;
figyeltem mozdulatlan őt,
s hogy elértem a dombtetőt,
a dalt muzsikálta szivem,
mely rég elhalt már, messzi, lenn.


Source: Wordsworth 250: A Night in with the Wordsworths - 2020.05.22, Hay Festival
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