綾鼓

Aya no Tsuzumi

世阿彌 Zeami

AYA NO TSUZUMI
(THE DAMASK DRUM)
ATTRIBUTED TO SEAMI, BUT PERHAPS EARLIER.

ワキ詞

「是(これ)は筑前(ちくぜん)の國木(くにき)の丸(まる)の皇居(こうきょ)に仕(つかえ)へ奉(たてまつ)る臣下(しんか)にて候(そうろう)。さても此所(このところ)に桂(かつら)の池(いけ)とて名池(めいち)の候ふ(そうろう)に。常(つね)は御遊(ぎょゆう)の御座候(ござそうろう)。ここに御庭掃(おんにわはき)の老人(ろうじん)の候ふ(そうろう)が。女御(にょご)の御姿(おんすがた)を見參(みまい)らせ。しづ心(こころ)なき戀(こい)となりて候(そうろう)。此事(このこと)を聞(きこ)し召(め)し及(およ)ばれ。戀(こい)には上下(じょうげ)を分(わ)かぬ習ひ(ならい)なれば。不便(ふびん)に思(おぼ)し召(め)さるる間(あいだ)。彼池(かのいけ)の邊(ほとり)の桂木(けいぼく)の枝(えだ)に鼓(つづみ)を掛(か)け。老人(ろうじん)に打(う)たせられ。彼鼓(かのつづみ)の聲皇居(こえこうきょ)に聞(きこ)えば。其時女御(そのときにょご)の御姿(おんすがた)ま見(み)え給は(たまわ)んとの御事(おんこと)にて候ふ(そうろう)程(ほど)に。彼老人(かのろうじん)を召(め)して申(もう)し聞(き)かせばやと存(ぞん)じ候(そうろう)。

ワキ詞

「如何(いか)に老人(ろうじん)。汝(なんじ)が戀(こい)の事(こと)を忝(かたじけ)なくも聞(きこ)し召(め)し及(およ)ばれ。不便(ふびん)に思(おぼ)し召(め)さるる間(あいだ)。桂(かつら)の池(いけ)の桂木(けいぼく)の枝(えだ)に掛(か)け置(お)かれたる鼓(つづみ)を。老人參(ろうじんまい)りて打(う)ち候へ(そうらえ)。彼鼓(かのつづみ)の聲皇居(こえこうきょ)に聞(きこ)えば。今一度女御(いまいちどにょご)の御姿(おんすがた)をまみえさせ給は(たまわ)んとの御事(おんこと)なり。急(いそ)ぎ參(まい)りて鼓(つづみ)を仕(つかまつ)り候へ(そうらえ)。

Courtier

I am a courtier at the Palace of Kinomaru in the country of Chikuzen. You must know that in this place there is a famous pond called the Laurel Pond, where the royal ones often take their walks; so it happened that one day the old man who sweeps the garden here caught sight of the Princess. And from that time he has loved her with a love that gives his heart no rest.

Some one told her of this, and she said, "Love's equal realm knows no divisions," [1]¹ and in her pity she said, "By that pond there stands a laurel-tree, and on its branches there hangs a drum. Let him beat the drum, and if the sound is heard in the Palace, he shall see my face again."

I must tell him of this.

Listen, old Gardener! The worshipful lady has heard of your love and sends you this message: "Go and beat the drum that hangs on the tree by the pond, and if the sound is heard in the Palace, you shall see my face again." Go quickly now and beat the drum!

シテ詞

「仰(おお)せ畏(かしこま)つて承(うけたまわ)り候(そうろう)。さらば參(まい)りて鼓(つづみ)を仕(つかまつ)り候ふ(そうろう)べし。

Gardener

With trembling I receive her words. I will go and beat the drum.

ワキ

「此方(こなた)へ來(きた)り候へ(そうらえ)。此鼓(このつづみ)の事(こと)にてあるぞ急(いそ)いで仕(つかまつ)り候へ(そうらえ)。

Courtier

Look, here is the drum she spoke of. Make haste and beat it!

He leaves the Gardener standing by the tree and seats himself at the foot of the "Waki's pillar."

Gardener

They talk of the moon-tree, the laurel that grows in the Garden of the Moon. . . . But for me there is but one true tree, this laurel by the lake. Oh, may the drum that hangs on its branches give forth a mighty note, a music to bind up my bursting heart.

Listen! the evening bell to help me chimes;
But then tolls in
A heavy tale of day linked on to day,

シテ

「實(げ)にや承(うけたまわ)り及(およ)ぶ月宮(げっきゅう)の月(つき)の桂(かつら)こそ。名(な)に立(た)てる桂木(けいぼく)なれ。是(これ)は正(まさ)しき池邊(ちへん)の枝(えだ)に。かかる鼓(つづみ)の聲出(こえい)でば。それこそ戀(こい)の束(つか)ねなれと。夕(ゆう)べの鐘(かね)の聲添へ(こえそえ)て。又打(またう)ち添ふ(そう)る日並(ひなみ)の數(かず)。

地次第

「後(のち)の暮(くれ)ぞと頼(たの)め置(お)く。後の暮ぞと頼め置く。時(とき)の鼓(つづみ)を打たう(うたう)よ。

Chorus

speaking for the Gardener.

And hope stretched out from dusk to dusk.
But now, a watchman of the hours, I beat
The longed-for stroke.

シテ一聲

「さなきだに闇(やみ)の夜鶴(よづる)の老(おい)の身(み)に。

地

「思ひ(おもい)を添ふる(そうる)はかなさよ。

Gardener

I was old, I shunned the daylight,
I was gaunt as an aged crane;
And upon all that misery
Suddenly a sorrow was heaped,
The new sorrow of love.
The days had left their marks,
Coming and coming, like waves that beat on a sandy shore. . .

シテ

「時(とき)の移(うつ)るも白波(しらなみ)の。

地

「鼓(つづみ)は何(なに)とて鳴(な)らざらん。

Chorus

Oh, with a thunder of white waves

The echo of the drum shall roll.

シテサシ

「後(のち)の世(よ)の近(ちか)くなるをば驚(おどろ)かで。老(おい)いに添へ(そえ)たる戀慕(れんぼ)の秋(あき)。

Gardener

The after-world draws near me,
Yet even now I wake not
From this autumn of love that closes
In sadness the sequence of my years.

地

「露(つゆ)も涙(なみだ)もそぼちつつ。心(こころ)からなる花(はな)のしづくの。草(くさ)の袂(たもと)に色添へ(いろそえ)て。何(なに)を忍(しの)ぶの亂戀(みだれごい)。

Chorus

And slow as the autumn dew
Tears gather in my eyes, to fall
Scattered like dewdrops from a shaken flower
On my coarse-woven dress.
See here the marks, imprint of tangled love,
That all the world will read.

シテ

「忘(わす)れんと思ふ心(おもうこころ)こそ。

Gardener

I said "I will forget,"

地

「忘(わす)れぬよりは思ひ(おもい)なれ。

クセ

「然(しか)るに世(よ)の中(なか)は。人間萬事塞翁(にんげんばんじさいおう)が馬(うま)なれや。隙行(すきゆ)く日數移(ひかずうつ)るなる。年去(としさ)り時(とき)は來(きた)れども。終(つい)に行(ゆ)くべき道芝(みちしば)の。露(つゆ)の命(いのち)の限(かぎ)りをば。誰(だれ)に問は(とわ)ましあぢきなや。などされば是程(これほど)に。知(し)らばさのみに迷ふ(まよう)らん。

Chorus

And got worse torment so
Than by remembrance. 
 
But all in this world
Is as the horse of the aged man of the land of Sai; 
[2]2
And as a white colt flashes
Past a gap in the hedge, even so our days pass. 
[3]3
And though the time be come,
Yet can none know the road that he at last must tread,
Goal of his dewdrop-life.
All this I knew; yet knowing,
Was blind with folly.

シテ

「驚(おどろ)けとてや東雲(しののめ)の。

Gardener

"Wake, wake," he cries,—

地

「眠(ねぶ)りを覺(さ)ます時守(ときもり)の。打(う)つや鼓(つづみ)の數(かず)しげく。音(ね)に立(た)たば待(ま)つ人(ひと)の。面影若(おもかげも)しや御衣(みけし)の綾(あや)の。鼓(つづみ)とは知(し)らずして。老(おい)の衣手力添(ころもでちからそ)えて。打(う)てども聞(きこ)えぬは。若(も)しも老耳(ろうに)の故(ゆえ)やらんと。聞(き)けども聞(き)けども。池(いけ)の波窓(なみまど)の雨(あめ)。いづれも打(う)つ音(おと)はすれども。音(おと)せぬ物(もの)は此鼓(このつづみ)の。怪(あや)しの太鼓(たいこ)や。なにとて音(ね)は出(い)でぬぞ。

ロンギ地

「思ひ(おもい)や打(う)ちも忘(わす)るると。綾(あや)の鼓(つづみ)の音(ね)も我(われ)も。出(い)でぬを人(ひと)や待(ま)つらん。

Chorus

The watchman of the hours,—
"Wake from the sleep of dawn!"
And batters on the drum.
For if its sound be heard, soon shall he see
Her face, the damask of her dress . . .
Aye, damask! He does not know
That on a damask drum he beats,
Beats with all the strength of his hands, his aged hands,
But hears no sound.
"Am I grown deaf?" he cries, and listens, listens:
Rain on the windows, lapping of waves on the pool—
Both these he hears, and silent only
The drum, strange damask drum.
Oh, will it never sound?
I thought to beat the sorrow from my heart,
Wake music in a damask drum; an echo of love
From the voiceless fabric of pride!

シテ

「出(い>)でもせぬ。雨夜(あまよ)の月(つき)を待(ま)ちかぬる。心(こころ)の闇(やみ)を晴(は)らすべき。時(とき)の鼓(つづみ)も鳴(な)らばこそ。

Gardener

Longed for as the moon that hides
In the obstinate clouds of a rainy night
Is the sound of the watchman's drum,
To roll the darkness from my heart.

地

「時(とき)の鼓(つづみ)の移(うつ)る日(ひ)の。昨日今日(きのうきょう)とは思へ(おもえ)ども。

Chorus

I beat the drum. The days pass and the hours.

It was yesterday, and it is to-day.

シテ

「頼(たの)めし人(ひと)は夢(ゆめ)にだに。

Gardener

But she for whom I wait

地

「見(み)えぬ思ひ(おもい)に明暮(あけくれ)の。

Chorus

Comes not even in dream. At dawn and dusk

シテ

「鼓(つづみ)も鳴(な)らず。

Gardener

No drum sounds.

Chorus

She has not come. Is it not sung that those
Whom love has joined
Not even the God of Thunder can divide?
Of lovers, I alone
Am guideless, comfortless.
Then weary of himself and calling her to witness of his woe,
"Why should I endure," he cried,
"Such life as this?" and in the waters of the pond
He cast himself and died.

Gardener leaves the stage.

Enter the Princess.

地

「人(ひと)も見(み)えず。こは何(なに)と鳴神(なるかみ)も。思ふ(おもう)中(なか)をば避(さ)れぬとこそ聞(き)きし物(もの)をなどされば。かほどに縁(たより)なかるらんと。身(み)を恨(うら)み人をかこち。かくては何(ひｔｐ)の爲(なに)め。生(た)けらん物(い)を池水(もの)に。身(いけみづ)を投(み)げて失(な)せにけり。憂(う)き身(み)を投(な)げて失(う)せにけり。（中　　　　　　　入）

ワキ詞

「如何(いか)に申(もう)し上(あ)げ候(そうろう)。彼老人鼓(かのろうじんつづみ)の鳴(な)らぬ事(こと)を恨(うら)み。桂(かつら)の池(いけ)に身(み)を投(な)げ空(むな)しくなりて候(そうろう)。かやうの者(もの)の執心(しゅうしん)も餘(あま)りに恐(おそ)ろしう候へ(そうらえ)ば。そと御出(おんい)で有(あ)つて御覽(ごらん)ぜられ候へ(そうらえ)。

Courtier

I would speak with you, madam.

The drum made no sound, and the aged Gardener in despair has flung himself into the pond by the laurel tree, and died. The soul of such a one may cling to you and do you injury. Go out and look upon him

女御

「如何(いか)に人々聞(ひとびとき)くかさて。あの波(なみ)の打(う)つ音(おと)が。鼓(つづみ)の聲(こえ)に似(に)たるは如何(いか)に。あらおもしろの鼓(つづみ)の聲(こえ)や。あら面白(おもしろ)や。

Princess

speaking wildly, already possessed by the Gardener's angry ghost, which speaks through her. [4]⁴

Listen, people, listen!
In the noise of the beating waves
I hear the rolling of a drum.
Oh, joyful sound, oh joyful!
The music of a drum.

ワキ

「不思議(ふしぎ)やな女御(にょご)の御姿(おんすがた)。さも現(うつつ)なく見(み)え給ふ(たもう)は。如何(いか)なる事(こと)にてあるやらん。

Courtier

Strange, strange!
This lady speaks as one
By phantasy possessed.
What is amiss, what ails her?

女御

「現(うつつ)なきこそ理(ことわり)なれ。綾(あや)の鼓(つづみ)は鳴(な)る物(もの)か。鳴(な)らぬを打(う)てといひし事(いいしこと)は。我現(われうつつ)なき始(はじ)めなれと。

Princess

Truly, by phantasy I am possessed.
Can a damask drum give sound?
When I bade him beat what could not ring,
Then tottered first my wits.

ワキ

「夕波(ゆうなみ)さわぐ池(いけ)の面(おも)に。

Chorus

She spoke, and on the face of the evening pool

A wave stirred.

女御

「猶打(なおう)ち添ふ(そう)る。

Princess

And out of the wave

ワキ

「聲(こえ)ありて。

Chorus

A voice spoke.

The voice of the Gardener is heard; as he gradually advances along the hashigakari it is seen that he wears a "demon mask," leans on a staff and carries the "demon mallet" at his girdle.

後ジテ

「池水(いけみづ)の藻屑(もくづ)となりし老(おい)の波(なみ)。

Gardener's Ghost

I was driftwood in the pool, but the waves of bitterness

地

「又立(またた)ち歸(かえ)る執心(しゅうしん)の恨(うら)み。

Chorus

Have washed me back to the shore.

シテ

「恨(うら)みとも歎(なげ)きとも。いへば中々(いえばなかなか)おろかなる。

Ghost

Anger clings to my heart,
Clings even now when neither wrath nor weeping
Are aught but folly.

地

「一念嗔恚(いちねんしんい)の邪婬(じゃいん)の恨(うら)み。晴(はれ)まれじや晴(はれ)まれじや。心(こころ)の雲水(くもみづ)の。魔境(まきょう)の鬼(おに)と今(いま)ぞなる。

Chorus

One thought consumes me,
The anger of lust denied
Covers me like darkness.
I am become a demon dwelling
In the hell of my dark thoughts,
Storm-cloud of my desires.

シテ

「小山田(をやまだ)の苗代水(なわしろみづ)は絶(た)えすとも。心(こころ)の池(いけ)の言ひ(いい)は放(はな)さじとこそ思ひ(おもい)しに。などしもされば情(なさけ)なく。鳴(な)らぬ鼓(つづみ)の聲立(こえた)てよとは。心(こころ)を盡(つ)くし果(は)てよとや。心盡(こころづ)くしの木(き)の間(ま)の月(つき)の。

Ghost

"Though the waters parch in the fields
Though the brooks run dry,
Never shall the place be shown
Of the spring that feeds my heart." 
[5]5
So I had resolved. Oh, why so cruelly
Set they me to win
Voice from a voiceless drum,
Spending my heart in vain?
And I spent my heart on the glimpse of a moon that slipped
Through the boughs of an autumn tree. 
[6]6

地

「桂(かつら)にかけたる綾(あや)の鼓(つづみ)。

Chorus

This damask drum that hangs on the laurel-tree

シテ

「鳴(な)る物(もの)か鳴(な)る物(もの)か打(う)ちて見給へ(みたまえ)。

Ghost

Will it sound, will it sound?

He seizes the Princess and drags her towards the drum.

Try! Strike it!

地

「打(う)てや打(う)てやと攻鼓(せめつづみ)。よせ拍子(びょうし)とうとう。打(う)ち給へ(たまえ) 打(う)ち給へ(たまえ)とて。しもとを振(ふ)り上(あ)げ責(せ)め奉(たてまつ)れば。鼓(つづみ)は鳴(な)らで悲(かな)しや悲(かな)しやと。叫びまします(さけ) 女御(にょご)の御聲(おんこえ) 。あらさて懲(こ)りやさてこりや。

地

「冥途(めいど)のぜつき阿防羅刹(あぼうらせつ)。冥途(めいど)のぜつき阿防羅刹(あぼうらせつ)の。呵責(かしゃく)もかくやらんと。身(み)を責(せ)め骨(ほね)を碎(くだ)く。火車(ひぐるま)の責めといふ(せめという)とも。是(これ)にはまさらじ恐(おそ)ろしや。さて何(なに)となるべき因果(いんが)ぞや。

Chorus

"Strike!" he cries;
"The quick beat, the battle-charge!
Loud, loud! Strike, strike," he rails,
And brandishing his demon-stick
Gives her no rest.
"Oh woe!" the lady weeps,
"No sound, no sound. Oh misery!" she wails.
And he, at the mallet stroke, "Repent, repent!"
Such torments in the world of night
Abōrasetsu, chief of demons, wields,
Who on the Wheel of Fire
Sears sinful flesh and shatters bones to dust.
Not less her torture now!
"Oh, agony!" she cries, "What have I done,
By what dire seed this harvest sown?"

シテ

「因果(いんが)れきせんは目(ま)のあたり。

Ghost

Clear stands the cause before you.

地

「れきせんは目(ま)のあたり。知(し)られたり白波(しらなみ)の。池(いけ)の邊(ほとり)の桂木(けいぼく)に。掛(か)けし鼓(つづみ)の時(とき)もわかず。打(う)ち弱(よわ)り心盡(こころつ)きて。池水(いけみづ)に身(み)を投(な)げて。波(なみ)の藻屑(もづく)と沈(しづ)みし身(み)の。程(ほど)もなく死靈(しりょう)となつて。女御(にょご)に付(つ)き崇(たた)つて。しもとも波(なみ)も打(う)ちたたく。池(いけ)の氷(こおり)の東頭(とうとう)は。風渡(かぜわた)り雨落(あめお)ちて。紅蓮大紅蓮(ぐれんだいぐれん)となつて。身(み)の毛(け)もよだつ波(なみ)の上(うえ)に。鯉魚(りぎょ)が躍(をど)る惡蛇(あくじゃ)となつて。まことは冥途(めいど)の鬼といふ(おにという)とも。かくやと思ひ(おもい)白波(しらなみ)の。あら恨(うら)めしや女御(にょご)やとて。戀(こい)の淵(ふち)にぞ入(い)りにける。

Chorus

Clear stands the cause before my eyes;
I know it now.
By the pool's white waters, upon the laurel's bough
The drum was hung.
He did not know his hour, but struck and struck
Till all the will had ebbed from his heart's core;
Then leapt into the lake and died.
And while his body rocked
Like driftwood on the waves,
His soul, an angry ghost,
Possessed the lady's wits, haunted her heart with woe.
The mallet lashed, as these waves lash the shore,
Lash on the ice of the eastern shore.
The wind passes, the rain falls
On the Red Lotus, the Lesser and the Greater. 
[7]7
The hair stands up on my head.
"The fish that leaps the falls
To a fell snake is turned," 
[8]8
I have learned to know them;
Such, such are the demons of the World of Night.
"O hateful lady, hateful!" he cried, and sank again
Into the whirlpool of desire.

AYA NO TSUZUMI (THE DAMASK DRUM) ATTRIBUTED TO SEAMI, BUT PERHAPS EARLIER.

AYA NO TSUZUMI
(THE DAMASK DRUM)
ATTRIBUTED TO SEAMI, BUT PERHAPS EARLIER.