William Butler Yeats idézetek
William Butler Yeats: Idézetek angolul
“In dreams begins responsibility.”
Változat: In Dreams begins Responsibility.
Forrás: Epigraph to the book Responsibilities (1914); this was later adapted as the title of the story "In Dreams Begin Responsibilities" (1937) by Delmore Schwartz.
When You Are Old http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1756/, st. 1–3
The Rose (1893)
Forrás: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
Kontextus: p>When you are old and gray 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.</p
“Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.”
Változat: Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
“I bring you with reverent hands
The books of my numberless dreams.”
Forrás: The Wind Among the Reeds
An Irish Airman Forsees His Death http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1441/
The Wild Swans at Coole (1919)
Kontextus: I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My county is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
St. 5
Michael Robartes and the Dancer (1921), A Prayer For My Daughter http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1421/
Forrás: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
Kontextus: In courtesy I’d have her chiefly learned;
Hearts are not had as a gift but hearts are earned
By those that are not entirely beautiful;
Yet many, that have played the fool
For beauty’s very self, has charm made wise.
And many a poor man that has roved,
Loved and thought himself beloved,
From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.
“The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.”
Forrás: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
"Earth, Fire and Water" from The Celtic Twilight (1893)
Forrás: The Celtic Twilight: Faerie and Folklore
Forrás: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
