叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

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叶芝的诗  "Easter,1916"。

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）。

* w( I' Y) @, [# Z3 e5 M! _Easter, 1916
   

I have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth-century houses.
I have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
/ t) Z# R( @  XOr have lingered awhile and said
" A6 Z2 h6 p- ^0 ^Polite meaningless words,
And thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
/ i) a+ }' ^! q# ~To please a companion
Around the fire at the club,
4 y9 f% L2 j  j  O+ ~1 G: mBeing certain that they and I
But lived where motley is worn:
All changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

8 r( q  {3 M7 G* T6 C/ {7 \$ kThat woman's days were spent
In ignorant good-will,
3 I6 M& O! @+ r2 O; l9 @4 A, ]- ^Her nights in argument
& \9 G$ Z% R8 Y6 U: _9 [Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
* U2 `, Q% F0 C, j$ sWhen, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
' |" e6 e  L; N5 m2 i( l: g  d2 bAnd rode our winged horse;
This other his helper and friend
Was coming into his force;
! C; c. G: S4 s7 G8 `* ^' ~He might have won fame in the end,
7 c3 |5 A  ?) O& ^8 F5 wSo sensitive his nature seemed,
So daring and sweet his thought.
3 L* E. ^2 c. x: Y: n4 z) T; @, aThis other man I had dreamed
+ ~1 U. [( b7 }  r& YA drunken, vainglorious lout.
+ U0 E! D# g: o( T7 GHe had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
( g3 P1 A2 {6 y* G1 \; pHe, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his turn,
3 _5 B; p% c5 @* A+ C9 ~Transformed utterly:
0 W) G" y$ E( p4 l5 t4 O2 s2 LA terrible beauty is born.
% N5 K7 y) u7 x- {
Hearts with one purpose alone
2 J4 c8 _$ M  S+ c3 {- xThrough summer and winter seem
Enchanted to a stone
To trouble the living stream.
The horse that comes from the road.
  I: ]& F3 f5 J1 q( r( f- GThe rider, the birds that range
$ W: l6 {. ]0 v- s  S6 LFrom cloud to tumbling cloud,
8 n2 {- H0 ]5 I' N5 j3 PMinute by minute they change;
A shadow of cloud on the stream
Changes minute by minute;
A horse-hoof slides on the brim,
And a horse plashes within it;
9 p% n0 y* R" Y6 d# rThe long-legged moor-hens dive,
And hens to moor-cocks call;
. ?' l( }! U! ?5 z1 dMinute by minute they live:
The stone's in the midst of all.
; G/ _; q# x, N# d8 o0 K/ i
) {! {- E  b2 i4 i. CToo long a sacrifice
) L* ^' E9 A* \0 \# ^; {- s. eCan make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
2 ~8 b. j; p2 W6 qThat is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
$ ?9 x$ T5 B4 @# ^As a mother names her child
- Y: ^/ P4 u# f6 I4 @8 T; ]When sleep at last has come
- ~  |% ^  V$ t% n& I! eOn limbs that had run wild.
" m8 W$ f# k- x. N8 oWhat is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
% L& v* O% M, [, g0 |Was it needless death after all?
& P$ X0 O1 Y% }2 NFor England may keep faith
  T$ j- u6 s1 ?$ R4 n: Z% I1 o+ fFor all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
0 `1 O; \6 a. {( GTo know they dreamed and are dead;
5 F3 J" U: p  N* cAnd what if excess of love
Bewildered them till they died?
0 a% J( t- q& E5 ?8 g/ ]/ _" g, p# LI write it out in a verse -
6 c) f7 h# h( i7 jMacDonagh and MacBride
! Q' P& @% f9 i9 c: o5 WAnd Connolly and pearse
Now and in time to be,
Wherever green is worn,
Are changed, changed utterly:
: Q. L/ Z9 {/ u- j$ _0 r" S. r' wA terrible beauty is born.

imwangqi

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。