诗歌：Byzantium
The unfiltered images of day fade away;
The Emperor’s drunken selling yards are obscured;
Night resonance subsides, and night-walkers’ songs
After great cathedrals’ bells ring, a starlit or moonlit dome disdains
All that man is, all mere complexities,
The fury and the mire of human veins.
Before me floats an image, man or shade,
Shade more than man, more image than shade;
For Hades‘ bobbin bound in mummy-cloth may unwind the winding path;
A mouth that has no moisture and no breath
Breathless mouths may summon;
I hail the superhuman; I call it death-in-life and life-in-death.
Miracle, bird or golden handiwork, more miracle than bird or handiwork;
Planted on a starlit golden bough, can like the cocks of Hades crow,
Or, by the moon embittered, scorn aloud in glory of changeless metal;
Common bird or petal and all complexities of mire or blood.
At midnight on the Emperor’s pavement flits
Flames that no faggot feeds, nor steel has lit, nor storm disturbs;
Nor flame begotten of flame; where blood-begotten spirits come.
Astraddle on the dolphin’s mire and blood,
Spirit after spirit! The smithies break the flood;
The golden smithies of the Emperor!
Marbles of the dancing floor break bitter furies of complexity;
Those images that yet fresh images beget,
That dolphin-torn, that gong-turmented sea.

Astraddle on the dolphin’s mire and blood,
Spirit after spirit! The smithies break the flood;
The golden smithies of the Emperor!
Marbles of the dancing floor break bitter furies of complexity;
Those images that yet fresh images beget,
That dolphin-torn, that gong-turmented sea.

After great cathedrals’ bells ring, a starlit or moonlit dome disdains
All that man is, all mere complexities,
The fury and the mire of human veins.
Before me floats an image, man or shade,
Shade more than man, more image than shade;
For Hades‘ bobbin bound in mummy-cloth may unwind the winding path;
A mouth that has no moisture and no breath
Breathless mouths may summon;
I hail the superhuman; I call it death-in-life and life-in-death.