叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

Cici_nanjing

叶芝的诗  "Easter,1916"。
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$ X! S% J) \: O5 B$ X: U1 [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）。
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$ N- r# K5 I/ w* mEaster, 1916
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: S* M9 @. V9 PI have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
3 s; e5 r) v! ]- t' x- _. Q6 bEighteenth-century houses.
I have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
: ?  E  ~* K! r! n$ m' MPolite meaningless words,
0 N2 z# ?1 j  q6 dAnd thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
Around the fire at the club,
  L$ n; ^8 G, a7 k( Q% _7 C6 xBeing certain that they and I
3 M4 g6 a( R1 T3 i( PBut lived where motley is worn:
All changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
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That woman's days were spent
In ignorant good-will,
Her nights in argument
Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
0 l- y( G+ |8 K( h: U3 J3 {* cWhen, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
' Y4 ~; B2 U: I' ]* p* jThis man had kept a school
And rode our winged horse;
# U. u9 `; {6 d  U' A3 [This other his helper and friend
: K; c+ v7 u, |/ OWas coming into his force;
6 Y  ]- g' Z" o9 Z4 m/ H6 }* S3 @He might have won fame in the end,
7 Z8 K5 y4 b1 y7 h3 P! r2 x& XSo sensitive his nature seemed,
6 @7 Q4 W5 r6 o' B: u. o# KSo daring and sweet his thought.
  D2 [4 ~) o+ e6 G9 O* n; `/ BThis other man I had dreamed
A drunken, vainglorious lout.
8 f1 o$ \# M1 ?1 ?He had done most bitter wrong
. }# ~. b  [) ~6 D0 T7 ?To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
1 ^4 l1 C9 T/ dHe, too, has resigned his part
$ v1 m! S! V& c, kIn the casual comedy;
: _5 t  X! g* u  r$ J1 U- [7 [8 sHe, too, has been changed in his turn,
Transformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

Hearts with one purpose alone
  ]/ Z+ B" M( |: O3 R8 U: gThrough summer and winter seem
, [+ B) U6 M, g" f# Y  HEnchanted to a stone
7 `3 z6 Y6 l7 v8 l1 PTo trouble the living stream.
The horse that comes from the road.
The rider, the birds that range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
8 s+ f5 I* n5 Z9 R! NMinute by minute they change;
A shadow of cloud on the stream
, @7 X7 E. h: s0 mChanges minute by minute;
A horse-hoof slides on the brim,
And a horse plashes within it;
; Z  E# n* s- Z0 i! k" }The long-legged moor-hens dive,
+ d+ ?: _5 t1 c% c/ NAnd hens to moor-cocks call;
8 F+ r: F) |; K- B, ZMinute by minute they live:
- q" m- J. X$ T6 d( M3 H* `The stone's in the midst of all.
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Too long a sacrifice
2 X" Y1 p2 _9 PCan make a stone of the heart.
: d  w4 m# T  G" N( |! V8 o5 h. eO when may it suffice?
That is Heaven's part, our part
- j$ u) ~$ U; p. f$ U1 ^" B: dTo murmur name upon name,
0 L5 J, X+ L( v1 i8 a9 B# sAs a mother names her child
When sleep at last has come
' J; R5 n. {9 \* T8 q, I+ }6 rOn limbs that had run wild.
What is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
! k+ }8 T1 o, V8 A4 X1 O  ^Was 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;
* }0 e8 i- q  v2 s  zAnd what if excess of love
Bewildered them till they died?
1 \! K: X( a9 cI write it out in a verse -
MacDonagh and MacBride
4 h$ E- j8 Y) T8 m, V+ QAnd Connolly and pearse
Now and in time to be,
0 p7 E- E2 g7 FWherever green is worn,
9 P8 ]7 ^; W. C0 I2 R4 K7 @) t5 fAre changed, changed utterly:
$ P+ m! a- j1 S, }/ ?9 RA terrible beauty is born.

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。