W. B.

Yeats
诗人简介
叶芝 (英语：William Butler Yeats，1865 年 6 月 13 日－1939 年 1 月 28 日)，亦
译“叶慈”、“耶茨”，爱尔兰诗人、剧作家，神秘主义者。叶芝是爱尔兰凯尔特复兴
运动的领袖，也是艾比剧院的创建者之一。

叶芝早年的创作具有浪漫主义的华丽风格，善于营造梦幻般的氛围，例如他 1893
年出版的散文集《凯尔特的薄暮》便属于这种风格。然而进入不惑之年后，在现
代主义诗人伊兹拉·庞德等人的影响下，尤其是在其本人参与了爱尔兰民族主义
政治运动的切身经验的影响下，叶芝的创作风格发生了比较激烈的变化，更加趋
近现代主义了。
诗词精选
A Drinking Song
W. B. Yeats
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven

W. B. Yeats
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

O Do Not Love Too Long

W. B. Yeats
Sweetheart, do not love too long:
I loved long and long,
And grew to be out of fashion
Like an old song.
All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other's,
We were so much at one.
But O, in a minute she changed -
O do not love too long,
Or you will grow out of fashion
Like an old song.

Under Ben Bulben

W. B. Yeats
..........
Cast a cold Eye
On Life, on Death.
Horseman, pass by!

When You Are Old

W. B. Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,

And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

The Song of Wandering Aengus

W. B. Yeats
..........
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering

Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
..............................

Down by the Salley Gardens

W. B. Yeats
Down by the Salley Gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the Salley Gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.

In a field by the river my love and I did stand,

And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
语言点
[ 01’54” ] I was twenty-three. The troubling of my life began.

[ 05’40” ] Cycles Ago

[ 08’21” ] Oh yes, you are! Because you make beautiful poetry out of what you
call your unhappiness, and are happy in that. Marriage should be such a dull
affair. Poet should never marry. The world should thank me for not marrying
you.

[ 19’42” ] Of old, she was a phoenix and I feared her. But now, she’s my child
more than my sweetheart.

[ 27’21” ] Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.

"Cast a cold Eye
On Life, on Death.
Horseman, pass by!"
W. B. Yeats