Un poema de John Dryden

Horaci traduït per aquest poeta anglès del XVII ens porta la multiplicació d'aquest catorze de maig. El pont que l'uneix al de Brassens d'ahir és subtil però ferm. A veure si algun amable lector o lectora s'anima a fer-ne, al seu torn, la traducció catalana.

John Dryden (1631-1700)

Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has beenm has beenm and I have had my hour.