叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

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叶芝的诗  "Easter,1916"。
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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
   

I have met them at close of day
; A" k" H! M& V8 ^" G6 qComing with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth-century houses.
( n! P' X  h2 E" I4 `I have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
Polite meaningless words,
% l- Q. I2 q  I2 D# o; N* AAnd thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
$ v% m& f" U9 lAround the fire at the club,
$ W* B1 h, s8 I/ v2 \! G  ^Being certain that they and I
But lived where motley is worn:
. o' O3 \' \$ A  H6 N. U9 ?* d9 TAll changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

* G+ k7 P8 _5 m; e$ r# P& _That woman's days were spent
6 Y4 _3 g( i; @" u$ e! CIn ignorant good-will,
+ u% J$ _: d! z' b, \3 u6 wHer nights in argument
Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
When, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
And rode our winged horse;
This other his helper and friend
/ l, z- ?; b! E. G$ G9 PWas coming into his force;
He might have won fame in the end,
* E7 s: {* o7 T. b) D$ USo sensitive his nature seemed,
, n! z( s' e& y5 b8 \So daring and sweet his thought.
This other man I had dreamed
9 C" E1 p$ Z4 c/ N( aA drunken, vainglorious lout.
: l) y( t1 X( m0 C& L2 U+ h- bHe had done most bitter wrong
6 F# U4 t! N) w9 v. h: [7 o/ eTo some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
2 T. d# T# m: {# G- R) XHe, too, has resigned his part
! @9 D4 ~8 P6 s( eIn the casual comedy;
0 c8 D% Z5 V% l0 S# P9 \0 x& jHe, too, has been changed in his turn,
, D/ R% O, T5 gTransformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
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* g1 P3 n1 \/ \4 G% lHearts with one purpose alone
Through summer and winter seem
Enchanted to a stone
$ c9 \$ P; g6 f8 q6 Y/ zTo trouble the living stream.
. ^4 `' ^' g" @0 pThe horse that comes from the road.
The rider, the birds that range
. ~6 \" k) }$ m7 s) [4 H! GFrom cloud to tumbling cloud,
: Q% t6 Z. U% @9 VMinute 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;
" v* U) _: q$ }* e, HThe long-legged moor-hens dive,
* Z+ W1 `7 M% \! g* @And hens to moor-cocks call;
Minute by minute they live:
The stone's in the midst of all.
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Too long a sacrifice
/ h7 _- z' M# \: QCan make a stone of the heart.
, t+ w7 m- W) ?- YO when may it suffice?
8 ~; {; R. s. c' U. c+ oThat is Heaven's part, our part
7 A, }( u- [/ v! yTo murmur name upon name,
$ [6 R; q1 y) M3 d$ U, T, pAs a mother names her child
. v4 T8 w" j' A" EWhen sleep at last has come
. R. O. O) e9 K# S+ ROn limbs that had run wild.
5 \4 R% ?. N3 PWhat is it but nightfall?
$ x; q3 v$ T' z+ a0 H. {) D) _No, no, not night but death;
Was it needless death after all?
# v, M- P, n/ XFor England may keep faith
. p6 y- b0 n) PFor all that is done and said.
8 p+ r" i$ o9 Q- oWe know their dream; enough
% k- C- d, b, M" ^  _+ aTo know they dreamed and are dead;
% C$ m3 i, z* Y( r8 jAnd what if excess of love
. t9 P/ E& r) k  j: z4 v9 gBewildered them till they died?
I write it out in a verse -
MacDonagh and MacBride
And Connolly and pearse
' W% @/ N, C; @3 X0 w+ b- ENow and in time to be,
& l4 W% q8 g+ ~* u1 \Wherever green is worn,
Are changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

imwangqi

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。