叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

Cici_nanjing

叶芝的诗  "Easter,1916"。
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) w6 u& B2 a. S, _5 e# |& z6 x  A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
   

  u: k2 K3 v( k# wI have met them at close of day
! }0 A9 D1 ~+ B+ S+ y9 B% z4 gComing with vivid faces
* X' T8 y4 f( n6 o# K  kFrom counter or desk among grey
! i& e" J+ ?& z4 w5 j" \9 J3 OEighteenth-century houses.
- k4 a9 k. U, B' U, H8 yI have passed with a nod of the head
- c% B8 W- D+ f" I3 fOr polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
; f( v' a5 Q# m4 l6 U* aPolite meaningless words,
And thought before I had done
: N, |8 Y0 H$ T& h" tOf a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
4 h% G) ?  \# V4 W8 sAround the fire at the club,
Being certain that they and I
But 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,
! p: W4 x# W1 ~. Z( OHer nights in argument
" a3 e+ d5 c! J' q5 p+ w. EUntil her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
When, young and beautiful,
# ?1 t/ C% \# OShe rode to harriers?
8 {4 b( V2 W, `# C4 u0 sThis man had kept a school
And rode our winged horse;
7 n: y. O8 N5 t0 d6 F) y% @This other his helper and friend
4 v+ q& H: x3 x+ c  |Was coming into his force;
He might have won fame in the end,
So sensitive his nature seemed,
So daring and sweet his thought.
This other man I had dreamed
; p6 P  c$ }1 q7 I! jA drunken, vainglorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
) F+ K- |1 ]4 sTo some who are near my heart,
- T: |8 W) m# rYet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
! P, M) X' c$ j) Y: h# sIn the casual comedy;
- o- y6 p* e% HHe, too, has been changed in his turn,
Transformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

Hearts with one purpose alone
Through summer and winter seem
  n0 m# L4 p0 g5 f2 J! GEnchanted to a stone
1 U# w+ Q' N! u( N6 L( jTo trouble the living stream.
! D% M! M3 \, ^1 t$ w2 H& N4 e. w- tThe horse that comes from the road.
4 E3 d9 Z0 m5 C& F$ e( d4 {  B& TThe rider, the birds that range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
Minute by minute they change;
" M  h5 k$ O" z, D0 @A shadow of cloud on the stream
3 o4 Y0 Z* E8 F2 RChanges minute by minute;
A horse-hoof slides on the brim,
And a horse plashes within it;
, J0 T* I! @7 z( q7 s3 ~The long-legged moor-hens dive,
And hens to moor-cocks call;
Minute by minute they live:
The stone's in the midst of all.

Too long a sacrifice
+ ~& d6 a3 n( [) ]. H* R2 UCan make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
# _5 f- I* N7 B' u, k' _. W1 UThat is Heaven's part, our part
; J) {, e. S# c0 Q5 GTo murmur name upon name,
) e' W. G! F, |8 i! K) wAs a mother names her child
) h# {6 P% ^3 M# l  ^9 A' \; a6 u* [When sleep at last has come
! W2 [& L4 k1 xOn limbs that had run wild.
What is it but nightfall?
" t5 K. s# C; [2 {% ^/ cNo, no, not night but death;
" ]! p5 f) v1 b: o; u5 P0 p) bWas it needless death after all?
For England may keep faith
+ H. y6 A  x% F. ~" R0 ]7 H- ^For all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
: X5 D6 n4 e9 v* R; }" ?  iTo know they dreamed and are dead;
And what if excess of love
( M, B) P) w1 z" p3 ^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,
: W( L) d+ P8 T1 |Wherever green is worn,
( ^, k4 ^6 X. k" SAre changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。