ni William Shakespeare (Soneto 50)
Malayang salin ni Gregorio V. Bituin Jr.
15 pantig bawat taludtod
Gaano kabigat ang paglalakbay ko sa daan,
Noong ang hanap ko’y wakas ng patang paglalakbay.
Tinuro’y alwan at sa pahinga’y sabing mataman
‘Milya-milya’y sinukat ng kaibigan mong tunay!’
Ang hayop sa loob ko, pagod na sa’king pighati
Pagkayod na matamlay, atang-atang yaong bigat
At tila ba likas na ugali, batid ng imbi
Lulan niya’y ayaw ng bilis na sa iyo’y buhat:
Hindi siya mapagagalit ng madugong tahid
Na minsan tinutulak ng poot magkubli siya;
Na mabigat niyang tinutugunan ng may impit,
Sa akin mas matalim kaysa pumanig sa kanya;
Tulad ng impit na yaong sa isip ko’y nalagak;
Ang pighati ko’y sumulong at naiwan ang galak.
How heavy do I journey on my way
By William Shakespeare (Sonnet 50)
How heavy do I journey on my way,
When what I seek, my weary travel’s end,
Doth teach that ease and that repose to say
‘Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!’
The beast that bears me, tired with my woe,
Plods dully on, to bear that weight on me,
As if by some instinct the wretch did know
His rider loved not speed, being made from thee:
The bloody spur cannot provoke him on
That sometimes anger thrusts into his hide;
Which heavily he answers with a groan,
More sharp to me than spurring to his side;
For that same groan doth put this in my mind;
My grief lies onward and my joy behind.
