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- EASTER
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- I HAVE met them at close of day
- Coming with vivid faces
- From counter or desk among grey
- Eighteenth-century houses.
- I have passed with a nod of the head
- Or polite meaningless words,
- Or have lingered awhile and said
- Polite meaningless words,
- And thought before I had done
- Of a mocking tale or a gibe
- To please a companion
- Around the fire at the club,
- Being certain that they and I
- But lived where motley is worn:
- All changed, changed utterly:
- A terrible beauty is born.
- That woman's days were spent
- In ignorant good-will,
- Her nights in argument
- Until her voice grew shrill.
- What voice more sweet than hers
- When, young and beautiful,
- She rode to harriers?
- This man had kept a school
- And rode our winged horse;
- This other his helper and friend
- Was 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
- A drunken, vainglorious lout.
- He had done most bitter wrong
- To some who are near my heart,
- Yet I number him in the song;
- He, too, has resigned his part
- In the casual comedy;
- He, too, has been changed in his turn,
- Transformed utterly:
- A terrible beauty is born.
- Hearts with one purpose alone
- Through summer and winter seem
- Enchanted to a stone
- To trouble the living stream.
- The horse that comes from the road.
- The rider, the birds that range
- From cloud to tumbling cloud,
- Minute by minute they change;
- A shadow of cloud on the stream
- Changes minute by minute;
- A horse-hoof slides on the brim,
- And a horse plashes within it;
- The long-legged moor-hens dive,
- And hens to moor-cocks call;
- Minute by minute they live:
- The stone's in the midst of all.
- Too long a sacrifice
- Can make a stone of the heart.
- O when may it suffice?
- That is Heaven's part, our part
- To murmur name upon name,
- As a mother names her child
- When sleep at last has come
- On limbs that had run wild.
- What is it but nightfall?
- No, no, not night but death;
- Was it needless death after all?
- For England may keep faith
- For 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?
- I write it out in a verse --
- MacDonagh and MacBride
- And Connolly and pearse
- Now and in time to be,
- Wherever green is worn,
- Are changed, changed utterly:
- A terrible beauty is born.
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