叶芝的诗歌：一个爱尔兰飞行员预见自己的死亡

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叶芝此诗，为纪念诗人朋友在一战中阵亡的儿子而作。
全诗抄录如下：
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An Irish Airman Forsees His Death

I know that I shall meet my fate
somewhere among the clouds above;
7 w9 Y) y4 `+ tThose that I fight I do not hate,
% f, r6 O& B8 @- _- lThose that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
2 G* F) u' b8 F, i, Mmy coutrymen  Kiltartan's poor,
( p  @7 C* F9 F/ p& r7 i) ]9 e! }no likely end could bring them loss
or leave them happier than  before.
9 w, D4 r5 G$ L" [7 f$ tNor law,nor duty bade me fight,
nor publicmen ,nor cheering crowds,
3 M1 V8 d. S5 F3 Q/ b" YA lonely im pulse of delight
drove to this tumult in the clouds;
. }% P$ V5 L& kI balanced all,brought all to mind,
/ v! Y3 Y6 J1 f9 C) E8 w. O$ [* @the years to come seemed waste of breath,
a waste of breath the years behind
in the balance with this life,this death.