叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

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叶芝的诗  "Easter,1916"。
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/ b" ~, h; o$ A3 v( ~% c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）。

" i" m, p  n  V- {! SEaster, 1916
   

8 m& l2 L( ?1 E3 d0 EI have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
- l* p0 f/ s3 }- {Eighteenth-century houses.
. b6 U3 B# y" I' C( z- SI have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
; X/ d8 ~, P* [" \6 A9 b9 QOr have lingered awhile and said
Polite meaningless words,
And thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
" g  ~( Y& ?; p4 jAround the fire at the club,
: [4 `/ m; U; ^- c: aBeing certain that they and I
1 ]' q+ ~* V9 u' S: s- `  CBut lived where motley is worn:
& l" t5 F7 C) D: wAll changed, changed utterly:
" q" C9 t7 H* e2 Z9 [A terrible beauty is born.

. d  N7 }8 I  }9 n' j$ qThat woman's days were spent
In ignorant good-will,
1 T3 @# S) c  m2 r8 a$ fHer nights in argument
' f* d: U- S3 `& d$ @/ eUntil her voice grew shrill.
) [$ z4 w7 P5 k' PWhat voice more sweet than hers
4 v8 G1 n" g0 K. c' n  I: ^When, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
And rode our winged horse;
; y6 z4 F0 {4 PThis other his helper and friend
5 K3 g, U0 K( G: \7 YWas coming into his force;
; m6 [2 N  k% oHe might have won fame in the end,
) |" \  X; i1 V1 JSo sensitive his nature seemed,
/ s* e* V1 K5 `5 ~5 G& lSo daring and sweet his thought.
% \' |$ Z  w% M, v& ZThis other man I had dreamed
A drunken, vainglorious lout.
/ w4 b; `; w$ IHe had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
# ]6 s) f* x4 E/ I$ t# W+ BIn the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his turn,
8 M! c% S7 r! t5 O  jTransformed utterly:
# z2 K4 }. ?/ S$ d" @+ J6 M# XA terrible beauty is born.
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* Z3 J3 Q8 y0 oHearts with one purpose alone
Through summer and winter seem
Enchanted to a stone
To trouble the living stream.
The horse that comes from the road.
The rider, the birds that range
# \  d2 i# B. d- H8 \" h5 ^3 OFrom cloud to tumbling cloud,
2 ~& w* v9 ?. H2 T/ jMinute 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;
The long-legged moor-hens dive,
$ n- P. O+ ?. _" p& eAnd hens to moor-cocks call;
Minute by minute they live:
) V9 _3 W9 k- O; E4 HThe stone's in the midst of all.
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Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
! ~  g" o! h: Y: l% d8 R4 p' ~O when may it suffice?
4 O" d5 M0 K' x. k5 @5 B4 ~That is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
/ m& ^9 B' k' N% \7 {$ n; PAs a mother names her child
8 i2 g* P" S: R1 IWhen sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
What is it but nightfall?
; `/ }! g# Y7 E5 F% ^+ PNo, no, not night but death;
Was it needless death after all?
! K; ^0 ^0 v# {8 M" Y' yFor England may keep faith
For all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
To know they dreamed and are dead;
- w* I5 z+ D. H- w" R" `And what if excess of love
Bewildered them till they died?
I write it out in a verse -
MacDonagh and MacBride
And Connolly and pearse
Now and in time to be,
Wherever green is worn,
" V* z" A: u0 Z, `+ i) jAre changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。