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FOOD FOR THOUGHT
Number 13.2 THE
PERNICIOUS HYPOCRISY OF FRANK RICH Addendum 1 ..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·
"Lapis Lazuli"
by William Butler Yeats ..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........·..........· ......................................................................I have heard that hysterical women say ......................................................................They are sick of the palette and fiddle-bow. ......................................................................Of poets that are always gay, ......................................................................For everybody knows or else should know ......................................................................That if nothing drastic is done ......................................................................Aeroplane and Zeppelin will come out. ......................................................................Pitch like King Billy bomb-balls in ......................................................................Until the town lie beaten flat. ......................................................................All perform their tragic play, ......................................................................There struts Hamlet, there is Lear, ......................................................................That's Ophelia, that Cordelia; ......................................................................Yet they, should the last scene be there, ......................................................................The great stage curtain about to drop, ......................................................................If worthy their prominent part in the play, ......................................................................Do not break up their lines to weep. ......................................................................They know that Hamlet and Lear are gay; ......................................................................Gaiety transfiguring all that dread. ......................................................................All men have aimed at, found and lost; ......................................................................Black out; Heaven blazing into the head: ......................................................................Tragedy wrought to its uttermost. ......................................................................Though Hamlet rambles and Lear rages, ......................................................................And all the drop-scenes drop at once ......................................................................Upon a hundred thousand stages, ......................................................................It cannot grow by an inch or an ounce. ......................................................................On their own feet they came, or On shipboard, ......................................................................Camel-back; horse-back, ass-back, mule-back, ......................................................................Old civilisations put to the sword. ......................................................................Then they and their wisdom went to rack: ......................................................................No handiwork of Callimachus, ......................................................................Who handled marble as if it were bronze, ......................................................................Made draperies that seemed to rise ......................................................................When sea-wind swept the corner, stands; ......................................................................His long lamp-chimney shaped like the stem ......................................................................Of a slender palm, stood but a day; ......................................................................All things fall and are built again, ......................................................................And those that build them again are gay. ......................................................................Two Chinamen, behind them a third, ......................................................................Are carved in Lapis Lazuli, ......................................................................Over them flies a long-legged bird, ......................................................................A symbol of longevity; ......................................................................The third, doubtless a serving-man, ......................................................................Carries a musical instrument. ......................................................................Every discoloration of the stone, ......................................................................Every accidental crack or dent, ......................................................................Seems a water-course or an avalanche, ......................................................................Or lofty slope where it still snows ......................................................................Though doubtless plum or cherry-branch ......................................................................Sweetens the little half-way house ......................................................................Those Chinamen climb towards, and I ......................................................................Delight to imagine them seated there; ......................................................................There, on the mountain and the sky, ......................................................................On all the tragic scene they stare. ......................................................................One asks for mournful melodies; ......................................................................Accomplished fingers begin to play. ......................................................................Their eyes mid many wrinkles, their eyes, ......................................................................Their ancient, glittering eyes, are gay. ............................................................................................................................................(1938) Use your browser's "Back" button to return to your place in Food for Thought 13.1 >READ, PRINT, OR DOWNLOAD IN PDF FORMAT>> |
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