W. B. Yeats - Parnell's Funeral and Other Poems (II) 汉译

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Had de Valera eaten Parnell’s heart

No loose-lipped demagogue had won the day.

No civil rancour torn the land apart.  

Had Cosgrave eaten Parnell’s heart, the land’s

Imagination had been satisfied,

Or lacking that, government in such hands.

O’Higgins its sole statesman had not died.  

Had even O’Duffy - but I name no more –

Their school a crowd, his master solitude;

Through Jonathan Swift’s dark grove he passed, and there

Plucked bitter wisdom that enriched his blood.