Уильям Батлер Йейтс знаменитые цитаты
„Образование не заполнение ведра водой, а зажжение огня.“
Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
„Ответственность начинается во сне (мечтах).“
Вариант: Ответственность начинается в мечтах.
Уильям Батлер Йейтс Цитаты о мужчинах
Источник: Кельтские сумерки (сборник)
„Ад выдумали попы, чтобы люди вели себя хорошо.“
Источник: Кельтские сумерки (сборник)
Уильям Батлер Йейтс цитаты
„Не жди, пока железо станет горячим для ковки — но куй, и оно станет горячим.“
Do not wait to strike ’til the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
„За гранью мира
Дух обретает истину и с ней —
Неведомое на земле блаженство.“
Источник: Кельтские сумерки (сборник)
„Душа,
В которой плещет океан творенья,
Превыше королевств.“
Источник: Графиня Кэтлин
Уильям Батлер Йейтс: Цитаты на английском языке
“Think where man's glory most begins and ends
And say my glory was I had such friends.”
The Municipal Gallery Revisited http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1659/, st. 7 <br class="br">Last Poems (1936-1939) <br class="br">Вариант: Think where man's glory most begins and ends. And say my glory was I had such friends. <br class="br">Контексте: You that would judge me, do not judge alone<br>This book or that, come to this hallowed place<br>Where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon;<br>Ireland's history in their lineaments trace;<br>Think where man's glory most begins and ends<br>And say my glory was I had such friends.
Источник: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
“O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,
How can we know the dancer from the dance?”
W.B. Yeats книга The Tower
Among School Children http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1437/, st. 8 <br class="br">The Tower (1928) <br class="br">Контексте: Labour is blossoming or dancing where<br>The body is not bruised to pleasure soul.<br>Nor beauty born out of its own despair,<br>Nor blear-eyed wisdom out of midnight oil.<br>O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,<br>Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?<br>O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,<br>How can we know the dancer from the dance?
“For everything that's lovely is
but a brief, dreamy, kind of delight.”
Never Give All The Heart http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1545/ <br class="br">In The Seven Woods (1904) <br class="br">Источник: Poems <br class="br">Контексте: Never give all the heart, for love<br>Will hardly seem worth thinking of<br>To passionate women if it seem<br>Certain, and they never dream<br>That it fades out from kiss to kiss;<br>For everything that's lovely is<br>but a brief, dreamy, kind of delight.<br>O never give the heart outright,<br>For they, for all smooth lips can say,<br>Have given their hearts up to the play.<br>And who could play it well enough<br>If deaf and dumb and blind with love?<br>He that made this knows all the cost,<br>For he gave all his heart and lost.
W.B. Yeats The Second Coming
The Second Coming (1919)
Контексте: p>Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?</p
“An intellectual hatred is the worst,
So let her think opinions are accursed.”
W.B. Yeats книга Michael Robartes and the Dancer
St. 8 <br class="br">Michael Robartes and the Dancer (1921), A Prayer For My Daughter http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1421/ <br class="br">Источник: The Yeats Reader, Revised Edition: A Portable Compendium of Poetry, Drama, and Prose <br class="br">Контексте: An intellectual hatred is the worst,<br>So let her think opinions are accursed.<br>Have I not seen the loveliest woman born<br>Out of the mouth of plenty’s horn,<br>Because of her opinionated mind<br>Barter that horn and every good<br>By quiet natures understood<br>For an old bellows full of angry wind?
“God guard me from those thoughts men think
In the mind alone.”
Источник: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
“Things fall apart;
the center cannot hold…”
Источник: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
The Circus Animals' Desertion, III
Last Poems (1936-1939)
The Stolen Child http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1695/, st. 1 <br class="br">Crossways (1889) <br class="br">Вариант: Come away, O human child! <br> To the waters and the wild <br> With a faery, hand in hand, <br> For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. <br class="br">Источник: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats <br class="br">Контексте: p>Where dips the rocky highland<br>Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,<br>There lies a leafy island<br>Where flapping herons wake<br>The drowsy water rats;<br>There we've hid our faery vats,<br>Full of berries<br>And of reddest stolen cherries.Come away, O human child!<br>To the waters and the wild<br>With a faery, hand in hand,<br>For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. </p
“Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
Oh, when may it suffice?”
W.B. Yeats книга Michael Robartes and the Dancer
St. 4 <br class="br">Michael Robartes and the Dancer (1921), Easter, 1916 http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1477/ <br class="br">Вариант: Too long a sacrifice<br>Can make a stone of the heart. <br class="br">Источник: Easter 1916 and Other Poems
Letter to the Editor, Dublin Daily Express (27 February 1895)
“I heard the old, old men say,
'Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.”
The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1663/ <br class="br">In The Seven Woods (1904) <br class="br">Контексте: I heard the old, old men say,<br>'Everything alters,<br>And one by one we drop away.'<br>They had hands like claws, and their knees<br>Were twisted like the old thorn-trees<br>By the waters.<br>I heard the old, old men say,<br>'All that's beautiful drifts away<br>Like the waters.
