叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

Cici_nanjing

叶芝的诗  "Easter,1916"。
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- b1 R; |8 y7 X& J- f; b; F( f坦白的说, 这首诗相对较长，据说叶芝在写作时精神处于困扰和迷茫的状态，起义领导者之一是其爱慕对象的丈夫，而他像一个通常温和的人那样既惋惜逝去的鲜活生命，又对暴力对其理想中和谐境界的破坏感到恐惧。诗中传达出一种不安、痛惜与怅惘。全诗抄录于下，有兴趣的读者可以仔细读两遍（不过这诗真的很赞，还是认真读读吧）。

Easter, 1916
   
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I have met them at close of day
$ X$ C# C( w) N# I% t% UComing with vivid faces
2 t2 i. }0 B3 Y9 f( i- n. M3 \+ ]% YFrom counter or desk among grey
* ~& M% n" X1 z$ m- g# dEighteenth-century houses.
I have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
4 h: j5 j: b3 X) @( [! _* ?Polite meaningless words,
. w# m- f. _  T# I/ t) CAnd thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
Around the fire at the club,
% m: N! ?6 o2 j" }6 j# ^/ LBeing certain that they and I
But lived where motley is worn:
+ y3 ?2 G0 m! p" q2 J) t* qAll changed, changed utterly:
* [+ M. j( w4 i) _A terrible beauty is born.

2 X7 p2 ?! \0 w0 V7 }  f1 |+ }3 VThat woman's days were spent
. g8 ?/ a  I+ r, _In ignorant good-will,
7 a$ J; ~; g, y9 W. S5 cHer nights in argument
! K' R: F4 r! C. x2 ]9 I4 qUntil her voice grew shrill.
( Q9 `$ R6 |! ?" ~- r- z4 ?: DWhat voice more sweet than hers
! T. S( N6 e% I4 x! YWhen, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
2 _, c' \/ J2 d  iAnd rode our winged horse;
- X( ~7 X8 C0 A4 n% z! a% g7 ]This other his helper and friend
- X% W3 Q+ [) Q( WWas coming into his force;
' P, h6 G7 T! a' h6 _  l  X9 N3 dHe might have won fame in the end,
1 c/ ^) y" C9 \* p0 ]So sensitive his nature seemed,
/ v# V, ?: _) D: V- GSo daring and sweet his thought.
This other man I had dreamed
A drunken, vainglorious lout.
$ Q8 e& l! ?5 ~He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
* {1 q7 K+ s# R8 I1 T$ ]' rYet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
8 ^) k5 V: E" ?  N/ k, R3 QHe, too, has been changed in his turn,
1 f, H. e3 h4 S7 w/ A4 l: `6 j+ FTransformed utterly:
& G3 }% p3 ]& v$ XA terrible beauty is born.

5 y7 }7 U$ Z+ K2 |Hearts with one purpose alone
Through summer and winter seem
# F# W- E3 u5 HEnchanted to a stone
To trouble the living stream.
The horse that comes from the road.
  r4 y3 d; p; zThe rider, the birds that range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
Minute by minute they change;
A shadow of cloud on the stream
0 S; s. ~- U9 [& TChanges minute by minute;
6 R1 M; C0 I9 D* Z6 _A horse-hoof slides on the brim,
And a horse plashes within it;
The long-legged moor-hens dive,
And hens to moor-cocks call;
* ^0 F: {2 G$ @' M- ?+ ^# dMinute by minute they live:
, M; y/ \2 e- c2 oThe stone's in the midst of all.
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Too long a sacrifice
1 ^8 {4 L/ C  a6 `% s' W4 T; tCan make a stone of the heart.
, z" z6 C& V9 e* l/ j$ EO when may it suffice?
6 Z. z2 k' w; S% {That is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
' J/ t4 O. k: }0 `4 bAs a mother names her child
3 m* }) [- u. k- FWhen sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
! c) g- O* @, d& eWhat is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
: `  h0 y, x% C: A- U. EWas it needless death after all?
For England may keep faith
For all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
To know they dreamed and are dead;
And what if excess of love
. b" k' m& Z6 ^Bewildered them till they died?
I write it out in a verse -
MacDonagh and MacBride
" `( h( U/ N# UAnd Connolly and pearse
Now and in time to be,
$ [# v8 z% l1 f- q/ JWherever green is worn,
Are changed, changed utterly:
  \* Y% Z1 Z8 W) A) X  ~! o+ OA terrible beauty is born.

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。