Transcript Diapositiva 1

by William Butler Yeats
Giovanni Inglisa
Easter 1916
I have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth-century houses.
I have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
Polite meaningless words,
And thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
Around the fire at the club,
Being certain that they and I
But lived where motley is worn:
All changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
That woman's days were spent
In ignorant good will,
Her nights in argument
Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
When young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
And rode our winged horse.
This other his helper and friend
Was coming into his force;
He might have won fame in the end,
So sensitive his nature seemed,
So daring and sweet his thought.
Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
That is heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
As a mother names her child
When sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
turn, What is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death.
Transformed utterly:
Was it needless death after all?
A terrible beauty is born.
For England may keep faith
For all that is done and said.
Hearts with one purpose alone
We know their dream; enough
Through summer and winter, seem
To know they dreamed and are
Enchanted to a stone
dead.
To trouble the living stream.
And
what
if
excess
of
love
The horse that comes from the road,
Bewildered them till they died?
The rider, the birds that range
I write it out in a verse -From cloud to tumbling cloud,
MacDonagh and MacBride
Minute by minute change.
And Connolly and Pearse
A shadow of cloud on the stream
Now and in time to be,
Changes minute by minute;
Wherever green is worn,
A horse-hoof slides on the brim;
Are changed, changed utterly:
And a horse plashes within it
A terrible beauty is born.
Where long-legged moor-hens dive
And hens to moor-cocks call.
Minute by minute they live:
The stone's in the midst of all.
This other man I had dreamed
A drunken, vain-glorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his
William Butler Yeats
(Dublin 1865-France 1939)
• Irish nationalism
(revived the
Cuchulainn’s myth)
• His literary output can
be subdivided into 3
periods (Romantic,
modern-political, new
style)
• Unrequited love for
Lady Maud Gonne
Mural showing Cuchulainn hero
The Revolutionary Leaders
(THEY’VE BEEN EXECUTED)
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 more images 
PATRICK PEARSE (poet and
revolutionary leader, began the
riot marching on the Post Office
and taking control of it)
JAMES CONNOLLY (James
Connolly, who based himself on
the ideas of Internationalism
and the class struggle, became
a mythic figure of the rising)
THOMAS MACDONAGH
THOMAS J. CLARCKE
SEAN Mac DIARMADA
JOSEPH PLUNKETT
EAMONN CEANNT
JOHN MACBRIDE
they signed the
proclamation of
independence
Images portraying the
revolutionary leaders
“Their names are
among the heroes
of the Gaels”
The 7 major
leaders
James Connolly
• He lived and breathed the
world of the working class
• He studied the writings of Marx
and Engels  he fought for
socialism
• He wanted Ireland to become
a REPUBLIC based on the
public ownership by the Irish
people of the land, and
instruments of production,
distribution and exchange.
• He aimed to strike a blow that
would break the ice and show
the way, even at the cost of his
own life. He thought that “To
fight and lose was preferable
than to accept and capitulate”
• Cruelly executed
Patrick Pearse
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Chamberlain Street, Derry, 1985
The mural depicts a CELTIC
WARRIOR with sword and shield;
he wears a costume with Celtic
ornamentation.
The words are those of MISE
EIRE, A POEM BY PADRAIG
PEARSE, one of the signatories of
the Proclamation of
Independence, and leader of the
Easter Rising in Dublin, 1916. It
reads:
I am Ireland,
I am older than the Old Woman of Bearra,
Great is my glory,
I who gave birth to Cuchulain the brave,
Great is my shame,
My own family
Have sold their mother.
I am Ireland,
I am lonelier than the Old Woman of Bearra.
The phases of the rising
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The rising began when a small
group of men with weapons
over their shoulders took
control of the Post Office
They expected to be joined by a
much larger group of protesters
soon
There was only about half the
number of Revelers at the Post
Office as there should have
been.
The rebellion lasted a little bit
over a week. The British
soldiers surrounded the rebels
and the Revelers had to admit
defeat
 consequences of the riots 
After the Rebellion
 Sackville Street
The Easter Rebellion left
the centre of Dublin devastated
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Interior General
Post Office in Dublin 
The Proclamation of the Irish
Republic
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In the name of God and of the
dead generations from which
she receives her old tradition of
nationhood …
…We declare the right of the
people of Ireland to the
ownership of Ireland and to the
unfettered control of Irish
destinies, to be sovereign and
indefeasible…
…We place the cause of the
Irish Republic under the
protection of the Most High
God, Whose blessing we invoke
upon our arms…
INSTR
The Wearing of The Green
VOCAL
 fishbone map 
THE SHAMROCK It
is one of Ireland's
national emblems, and
is used mainly by the
Nationalist tradition.
ST PATRICK is the
patron saint of Ireland
because he is credited
with converting
Ireland to Christianity
in the 5th Century AD
Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear the news that is going round
The shamrock is forbid by law to grow on Irish ground
No more Saint Patrick's Day we'll keep - his colors can't be seen
For there's a cruel law against the wearing of the green.
I met with Naper Tandy and he took me by the hand
And he said, "How's poor old Ireland and how does she stand?"
She's the mosy distressful country that ever yet was seen
The GREEN
represents Ireland,
the "Emerald Isle",
and its beautiful
green countryside.
The green landscape
is the result of
underlying limestone
and frequent rains
and mists
For they're hangin men an' women for the wearing of the green
And if the color we must wear is England's cruel Red
Let it remind us of the blood that Ireland has shed
Then pull the shamrock from your hat, and throw it on the sod
And never fear, "'twill take root there, tho' under foot 'tis trod".
When the law can stop the blades of grass from growing as they grow
And when the leaves in summer-time, their color dare not show
Then I will change the color, too, I wear in my caubeen
But 'til that day, please God, I'll stick to wearing of the Green.
RED CLENCHED FIST. The
Clenched Fist is perhaps the
strongest loyalist emblem in
existence. it is very often seen
on loyalist paramilitary
murals, and is often depicted
with barbed (filo uncinato)
wire surrounding it, which is
the official symbol of the
Loyalist Prisoner's Aid group.
Fishbone Map on “The Wearing
of the Green”
Language
close to people
rich in imagery
Music
creates a sing-song
effect
was meant to be
danced
Symbols
the shamrock
St. Patrick
the Irish
green ground
emphatic
Associated with the 1916
Easter Rising due to the
seasonal decoration in
churches during that period
The Wearing
of the Green
the carnages
the fight between
Republicans and Loyalists
the British conquer
of Ireland
the “Emerald
Isle”
the green derives
from limestone
is green due to
frequent rains
belonging to diff.
religions nurtures hatred
St. Patrick converted
people to Christianity
the British brought
protestant religion
Green ribbon
Irish
History
Irish
Landscape
Irish
religion