Down By The Salley Gardens - William Butler Yeats

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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.^[6]

楊牧

八點半的東華校園，就像深夜，人車俱寂，留下淺淺的雨聲。許多事沉默得太久，傷害竟然不重，只因留下了詩。明天就是老師的研討會，預祝一切順心歡喜，然後是愛爾蘭的葉先生點播這首〈柳樹園子〉，DJ啟余在這兒跟大家晚安。

在這兒柳樹園子，吾愛與我相遇；
她走來柳樹園子，小腳像雪白皙。
她叮嚀愛是平易，像葉子長著樹枝，
我啊，愚蠢也幼稚，於她竟不同意。

在河畔一處田野，吾愛與我佇留
那小手像雪白皙，她擱放我肩頭。
她叮嚀愛是平易，像小草長在壧堤
我既愚蠢而幼稚，如今已滿是淚涕。(小編暫譯)

Down By The Salley Gardens - William Butler Yeats

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Your 10 favourite TS Eliot lines (BBC)

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Your 10 favourite TS Eliot lines

Thomas Stearns Eliot

The American-British poet Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888 –1965) is today regarded as one of the 20th Century's major poets. In 1948 he was awarded the Nobel Prize for his incredible contribution to literature. In 1915 The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock was published in the June issue of Poetry: A Magazine of Verse at the instigation of Ezra Pound. In honour of the centenary of its publication, BBC Culture asked readers to celebrate the timeless poetry of TS Eliot by sharing their favourite lines. (Credit: Alamy)

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Mine enemy is growing old,—

Emily Dickinson

Mine enemy is growing old,—
I have at last revenge.
The palate of the hate departs;
If any would avenge,—

Let him be quick, the viand flits,
It is a faded meat.
Anger as soon as fed is dead;
’T is starving makes it fat.

Diffen › English Language

Avenge is a verb. To avenge is to punish a wrongdoing with the intent of seeing justice done. Revenge can be used as a noun or a verb. It is more personal, less concerned with justice and more about retaliation by inflicting harm.

According to Dictionary.com,

Avenge and revenge both imply to inflict pain or harm in return for pain or harm inflicted on oneself or those persons or causes to which one feels loyalty. The two words were formerly interchangeable, but have been differentiated until they now convey widely diverse ideas. Avenge is now restricted to inflicting punishment as an act of retributive justice or as a vindication of propriety: to avenge a murder by bringing the criminal to trial. Revenge implies inflicting pain or harm to retaliate for real or fancied wrongs; a reflexive pronoun is often used with this verb: Iago wished to revenge himself upon Othello.

Poems of Mourning： "At a Dog's Grave" by Algernon Charles Swinburne

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"At a Dog's Grave" by Algernon Charles Swinburne

I

Good night, we say, when comes the time to win
The daily death divine that shuts up sight,
Sleep, that assures for all who dwell therein
Good night.
The shadow shed round those we love shines bright
As love's own face, when death, sleep's gentler twin,
From them divides us even as night from light.
Shall friends born lower in life, though pure of sin,
Though clothed with love and faith to usward plight,
Perish and pass unbidden of us, their kin,
Good night?

II

To die a dog's death once was held for shame.
Not all men so beloved and mourned shall lie
As many of these, whose time untimely came
To die.
His years were full: his years were joyous: why
Must love be sorrow, when his gracious name
Recalls his lovely life of limb and eye?
If aught of blameless life on earth may claim
Life higher than death, though death's dark wave rise high,
Such life as this among us never came
To die.

III

White violets, there by hands more sweet than they
Planted, shall sweeten April's flowerful air
About a grave that shows to night and day
White violets there.
A child's light hands, whose touch makes flowers more fair,
Keep fair as these for many a March and May
The light of days that are because they were.
It shall not like a blossom pass away;
It broods and brightens with the days that bear
Fresh fruits of love, but leave, as love might pray,
White violets there.

*

Saluting, lamenting and honoring the dead are the poet's primal tasts in all ages. Whether it be Ben Jonson pining for his son, Keats and Rilke envisaging their own demise, Wilfred Owen commemorating comrades in war, or Homer's Odysseus grieving over his dog—all give expression to the universal need for mourning. But mourning has many forms and moods, and this collection explores them all, from Tennyson's black grief to Whitman's radiant melancholy, from Hardy's despair to Rochester's humor, from Sassoon's anger to Christina Rossetti's tender resignation.

Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503 – 11 October 1542) ：poem after the execution of Thomas Cromwell, his friend:

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Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503 – 11 October 1542) was probably the first great poet who wrote in what is recognizably early-modern English (as distinct from Middle English). Here is his poem after the execution of Thomas Cromwell, his friend:

The piller pearisht is whearto I Lent
the strongest staye of myne unquyet mynde
The lyke of it no man agayne can fynde
From East to west still seking thoughe he went
To myne unhappe for happe away hath rent
Of all my joye the vearye bark and rynde
And I (alas) by chaunce am thus assynde
Dearlye to moorne till death do it relent
but syns that thus it is by destenye
What can I more but have a wofull hart
My penne in playnt, my voyce in wofull crye
My mynde in woe, my bodye full of smart
And I my self, my self alwayes to hate
Till dreadfull death, do ease my dolefull state

The New Colossus： Bronze plaque inside the Statue of Liberty

紐約自由女神像基座上的這首十四行詩！

Bronze plaque inside the Statue of Liberty

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The title of the poem and the first two lines refer to the Colossus of Rhodes, which was one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. The poem talks about the millions of immigrants who came to the United States (many of them through Ellis Island at the port of New York).

The "air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame" refers to New York City and Brooklyn, not yet consolidated into one unit in 1898.

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

〈新巨人〉


不同於希臘傳說的銅塑巨神，

以征服者的雄姿橫跨兩岸陸地；

在我們落日映波的國門將會屹立

一位高擎火炬的威武女神，

以禁錮的雷電為火，而她的芳名是

流亡者之母。從她燈塔般的手上

燃起對萬邦的歡迎之光；她溫柔的目光

俯瞰著那長橋飛架的雙城海港。

「舊世界，留著你過去的壯麗恢宏！」

她沉默的雙唇喊，「給我你那疲憊、困頓、

渴求自由呼吸的芸芸眾生，

你那擠滿海岸的可憐賤民！

把他們，把那些無家可歸、顛沛流離者送來，

我在這金色的門邊舉燈相迎！」

——艾瑪．拉撒路（作於1883年）

"A Farewell" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Alfred, Lord Tennyson died in Lurgashall, Sussex, England on this day in 1892 (aged 83).

"A Farewell" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Thy tribute wave deliver:
No more by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.

Flow, softly flow, by lawn and lea,
A rivulet then a river:
Nowhere by thee my steps shall be
For ever and for ever.

But here will sigh thine alder tree
And here thine aspen shiver;
And here by thee will hum the bee,
For ever and for ever.

A thousand suns will stream on thee,
A thousand moons will quiver;
But not by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.

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Alfred, Lord Tennyson was a more complex writer than his status as Queen Victoria’s favorite poet might suggest. Though capable of rendering rapture and delight in the most exquisite verse, in another mode Tennyson is brother in spirit to Poe and Baudelaire, the author of dark, passionate reveries. And though he treasured poetic tradition, his work nevertheless engaged directly with the great issues of his time, from industrialization and the crisis of faith to scientific progress and women’s rights. A master of the short, intense lyric, he can also be sardonic, humorous, voluptuous, earthy, and satirical. This collection includes, of course, such famous poems as “The Lady of Shalott” and “The Charge of the Light Brigade.” There are extracts from all the major masterpieces—“Idylls of the King,” “The Princess,” “In Memoriam”—and several complete long poems, such as “Ulysses” and “Demeter and Persephone,” that demonstrate his narrative grace. Finally, there are many of the short lyrical poems, such as “Come into the Garden, Maud” and “Break, Break, Break,” for which he is justly celebrated.

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