彼の物静かな声は夜の冷気の中へ消えていくが、その言葉は聞く者の心にまるで千の太陽のような強烈さで焼きつく。
His quiet words fade into the night's chill, yet they burn into his listeners' minds with all the power of a thousand suns.
彼が天使の舌で語れば、我々は獅子の力で戦う。
――歩兵ハンデル
"He spoke with the tongue of Angels; we fought with the strength of lions."
――Handel, infantry soldier
