《Four Years》第20章


ts elements multiplying by divisions like certain low forms of life; was all powerful; but in reality i had the wildest hopes。 to?day i add to that first conviction; to that first desire for unity; this other conviction; long a mere opinion vaguely or intermittently apprehended: nations; races and individual men are unified by an image; or bundle of related images; symbolical or evocative of the state of mind; which is of all states of mind not impossible; the most difficult to that man; race or nation; because only the greatest obstacle that can be contemplated without despair rouses the will to full intensity。 a powerful class by terror; rhetoric; and organised sentimentality; may drive their people to war; but the day draws near when they cannot keep them there; and how shall they face the pure nations of the east when the day es to do it with but equal arms? i had seen ireland in my own time turn from the bragging rhetoric and gregarious humour of oconnells generation and school; and offer herself to the solitary and proud parnell as to her anti?self; buskin following hard on sock; and i had begun to hope; or to half?hope; that we might be the first in europe to seek unity as deliberately as it had been sought by theologian; poet; sculptor; architect from the eleventh to the thirteenth century。 doubtless we must seek it differently; no longer considering it convenient to epitomise all human knowledge; but find it we well might; could we first find philosophy and a little passion。
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it was the death of parnell that convinced me that the moment had e for work in ireland; for i knew that for a time the imagination of young men would turn from politics。 there was a little irish patriotic society of young people; clerks; shop?boys; shop?girls; and the like; called the southwark irish literary society。 it had ceased to meet because each member of the mittee had lectured so many times that the girls got the giggles whenever he stood up。 i invited the mittee to my fathers house at bedford park and there proposed a new organisation。 after a few months spent in founding; with the help of t。 w。 rolleston; who came to that first meeting and had a knowledge of mittee work i lacked; the irish literary society; which soon included every london irish author and journalist; i went to dublin and founded there a similar society。
w。 b。 yeats。
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