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）。
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' n, m* C  b8 Q' fEaster, 1916
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. H( F9 P  \8 j" ^7 }) c1 Z" FI have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
* k+ ]) m. ]- Z2 [) k/ QFrom counter or desk among grey
3 l1 W( M% e2 o2 D8 b% h+ dEighteenth-century houses.
0 x( s2 v; P* |" uI have passed with a nod of the head
6 O) H+ `  h$ T: |/ b( J7 nOr polite meaningless words,
" p  h& z9 f$ ~' eOr have lingered awhile and said
: X% o6 u) w/ N2 bPolite meaningless words,
And thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
8 ]6 M9 r1 X8 I# [To please a companion
Around the fire at the club,
" [* \% j$ w) n5 n$ g4 I- l3 TBeing certain that they and I
9 z* C- z  P, O: T) s% f6 vBut lived where motley is worn:
All changed, changed utterly:
" I! S. S  [; f3 D: j# [' @A terrible beauty is born.

9 Y5 ?& g0 u5 N$ k$ kThat woman's days were spent
In ignorant good-will,
2 M6 x! `7 {8 hHer nights in argument
Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
! L/ L$ n( p6 rWhen, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
! {/ }1 A7 N2 X; Q* FAnd rode our winged horse;
/ @9 Y' {( K0 Z* V7 LThis other his helper and friend
3 E  e3 q% C* dWas coming into his force;
; x/ M: i0 O3 i- i% Y) {  FHe might have won fame in the end,
So sensitive his nature seemed,
So daring and sweet his thought.
This other man I had dreamed
" l0 V5 X( K: F& `% {6 X; uA drunken, vainglorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
' \; m( {! S/ D7 W0 {Yet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
5 h( }/ o7 l/ y  |4 t! ^/ ^6 |In the casual comedy;
8 `% \% o0 s( Q& p& C2 V2 ]4 yHe, too, has been changed in his turn,
1 D( u! f: `6 @) B% n7 pTransformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
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Hearts with one purpose alone
) X* ~/ K9 q% @# W- L! hThrough summer and winter seem
Enchanted to a stone
- l1 `! ?4 |5 Q. S; [To trouble the living stream.
The horse that comes from the road.
1 p+ |3 i% W5 q; fThe rider, the birds that range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
Minute by minute they change;
+ d' @+ m; a5 k. c6 C9 W# ~A shadow of cloud on the stream
6 P# }$ _0 Q9 D% nChanges minute by minute;
3 O$ ~; Z' V; i: L+ z+ f, RA horse-hoof slides on the brim,
) w1 ?9 U$ T! r0 a6 KAnd a horse plashes within it;
The long-legged moor-hens dive,
And hens to moor-cocks call;
; T) b5 i% ?. ]. o5 c  uMinute by minute they live:
9 U/ O- S7 J: @$ l& |& Z% ~( iThe stone's in the midst of all.

9 s' L0 _' j: AToo long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
5 N9 L; `4 e7 Y$ F; H$ O. l* VO when may it suffice?
' h! }7 C) R1 V7 Z) e% yThat is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
- Y+ U, n) u6 K' h9 RAs a mother names her child
When sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
/ F0 r4 L1 b0 |* G# K7 rWhat is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
Was it needless death after all?
For England may keep faith
7 K" I" d5 u: Q- k/ _% F, G7 T/ l" sFor all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
' I3 J3 K- e7 e2 ?9 `3 tTo know they dreamed and are dead;
) S+ K: k9 B7 p) C" YAnd what if excess of love
6 y! T. a( H8 I5 eBewildered them till they died?
2 ^3 j7 l/ v! U2 JI write it out in a verse -
8 T8 ?6 Z; e6 K+ C/ lMacDonagh and MacBride
And Connolly and pearse
  U( W1 C! [) ?3 }# \; V  V, HNow and in time to be,
9 n9 o7 j4 ?' ^/ IWherever green is worn,
+ t7 `7 L# `6 W, H  KAre changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

imwangqi

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。