叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

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叶芝的诗  "Easter,1916"。
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/ |% h+ w/ H- t2 Z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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Easter, 1916
   
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I have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth-century houses.
4 a+ T3 A  O$ G# @  V: h- b/ MI have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
" E4 ^( _9 t; mOr have lingered awhile and said
1 @1 K7 b( F, i/ N5 p! SPolite meaningless words,
And thought before I had done
+ O, j* J; ^1 r, S& t1 f% b, Y: {Of a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
Around the fire at the club,
1 t6 l8 w* ~; s. Q4 sBeing certain that they and I
4 _4 L% n8 o5 e$ L' IBut 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,
, w9 W5 }1 g. Y" S7 W; Q. v) d/ NHer nights in argument
7 V- {, M% O9 ^( n7 _  @6 E7 T9 j* gUntil her voice grew shrill.
! w4 E# q. w/ V" DWhat voice more sweet than hers
$ X' Z/ T+ c0 `2 h. ZWhen, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
- B! A- Q6 D0 N$ M& O' SAnd rode our winged horse;
This other his helper and friend
5 b1 G8 @* E$ p( t5 @* R2 d. SWas coming into his force;
- M/ x2 P/ e. fHe might have won fame in the end,
* `$ V- t0 u* f* k9 K1 ^. T* ^So sensitive his nature seemed,
6 O3 a1 s1 h* F- W6 vSo daring and sweet his thought.
  t/ _! `$ e; _9 oThis other man I had dreamed
( v8 G& ]  Z0 l; L7 p  _# E) `A drunken, vainglorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
! r% ~$ h! G$ W8 _2 p- d' XYet I number him in the song;
' m5 ^5 F2 I9 f. z+ P2 i$ fHe, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his turn,
1 ^, V' ~! G+ }Transformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

' z9 S; O! m3 Q- v" L! F4 r, B$ VHearts with one purpose alone
. N+ e3 E5 g- n; `  E0 k. dThrough summer and winter seem
2 o/ |" e1 i. ?. b1 c  H8 f) V! {Enchanted to a stone
# o6 U3 f" j  ?( ]9 b  ]2 h0 BTo trouble the living stream.
The horse that comes from the road.
The rider, the birds that range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
Minute by minute they change;
A shadow of cloud on the stream
Changes minute by minute;
7 J0 k+ b6 G' Y4 Y3 b/ t! A# dA horse-hoof slides on the brim,
2 M/ x: g* W2 \And a horse plashes within it;
: R" O0 A0 a6 w3 l( XThe long-legged moor-hens dive,
And hens to moor-cocks call;
7 C2 h; K$ |. ?) _, Z' t  hMinute by minute they live:
The stone's in the midst of all.
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Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
That is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
As a mother names her child
When sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
What is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
; r" P0 H, b! y  d9 ^Was it needless death after all?
- f' Q( M& K& S: HFor 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
Bewildered them till they died?
I write it out in a verse -
# v% s7 a+ Z6 q+ _MacDonagh and MacBride
. S1 R- T/ i, G. U, U4 [. }And Connolly and pearse
! N+ f2 t7 C, }. L; _( B1 qNow and in time to be,
; ]% ^8 J5 D" Q' m6 e! PWherever green is worn,
2 Z' X) b" G3 Q! _2 ^Are changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。