叶芝的诗：《Easter,1916》

Cici_nanjing

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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" b+ h  F) {! tEaster, 1916
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I have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
" [3 l5 k0 a' ?8 t! l3 yEighteenth-century houses.
, m0 {( P7 \# [) ?( U9 ?+ j9 JI have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
Polite meaningless words,
9 W' g# k) d/ w) @& GAnd thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
+ d+ V+ v- C& ]8 `; ]- n* RTo please a companion
- y; t$ r/ D! i: v% d: y, EAround the fire at the club,
Being certain that they and I
3 y9 H2 H' w1 O& m; pBut lived where motley is worn:
. T, u8 w6 P! k+ B: eAll changed, changed utterly:
7 m/ G' x3 ~/ N1 cA terrible beauty is born.

That woman's days were spent
8 x& \- y1 n" h) O+ q' L, c1 hIn ignorant good-will,
Her nights in argument
) G* D+ y$ h4 }" r9 R( `4 _Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
: D# o9 U0 L* l2 t- dWhen, young and beautiful,
2 _7 F. f" i( m5 G6 QShe rode to harriers?
0 M. W, e5 o% n% Y3 ^* X. I/ x  R) rThis man had kept a school
. y' u  o1 X) L2 p3 s- xAnd rode our winged horse;
4 i9 ], W8 v/ Z9 u% x! `% @9 kThis other his helper and friend
( r4 y4 d3 l% RWas 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
: |4 H( y( H4 ZA drunken, vainglorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
: ?! Q( ~' p4 f7 {To some who are near my heart,
) a- M5 y" l, ^" r) X+ oYet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his turn,
; ~- O& a, O" K7 R1 Y2 d2 u2 `Transformed utterly:
# f9 y8 c; z' z' b0 p! vA terrible beauty is born.
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Hearts with one purpose alone
Through summer and winter seem
3 q$ |2 B* h+ l+ XEnchanted to a stone
To trouble the living stream.
1 H0 E/ P9 ?7 v+ FThe horse that comes from the road.
7 Y$ E( q: [. Q0 m& ]' R* B* HThe rider, the birds that range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
" r" T$ p1 Z4 K; zMinute by minute they change;
A shadow of cloud on the stream
Changes minute by minute;
A horse-hoof slides on the brim,
2 Y2 K3 {; a3 J4 d9 b5 pAnd a horse plashes within it;
The long-legged moor-hens dive,
And hens to moor-cocks call;
/ Z) O9 D" t& ]( ~Minute by minute they live:
8 d5 J& l9 {* p% IThe stone's in the midst of all.
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3 j/ g7 G7 x- c! F& }Too long a sacrifice
0 H9 ~  y" J9 T  x: ]Can make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
4 W* W9 M2 L  }& A; E; ?That is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
As a mother names her child
4 T% b* U' [( N& IWhen sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
) v* [& T1 B5 w4 J: S- M' KWhat is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
Was it needless death after all?
For England may keep faith
" U; n# D$ I! {: N7 ~" F  \. dFor 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?
7 ?- v1 A" M9 e  H3 Z( ]8 MI write it out in a verse -
MacDonagh and MacBride
- L$ ^: I# I* RAnd Connolly and pearse
+ m3 [, L% M% m6 S- D  lNow and in time to be,
0 @2 l% p+ z/ L& N' pWherever green is worn,
- e. [3 A* F' g, N4 W& \, e; {; t# LAre changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

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samsammi

。。好悲的诗。。。