歌词
背景音乐：green to blue - Aurenth
台词：死亡诗社（Dead Poets Society）
Gentlemen, open your text to page 21 of the introduction.
Mr Perry, will you read the opening paragraph of the preface
entitled Understanding Poetry.
'Understand Poetry by Dr J. Evans Pritchard, Ph.D.
To fully understand poetry, we must first be fluent...
with its metre, rhyme and figures of speech.
Then ask two questions.
One: How artfully has the objective of the poem been rendered?
'And, two: How important is that objective?
Question one rates the poem's perfection.
Question two rates its importance.
'And once these questions have been answered...
determining a poem's greatness becomes a relatively simple matter.
If the poem's score for perfection is plotted on the horizontal of a graph...
and its importance is plotted on the vertical
then calculating the total area of the poem...
yields the measure of its greatness.
A sonnet by Byron might score high on the vertical,
but only average on the horizontal.
'A Shakespearean sonnet, on the other hand
would score high both horizontally and vertically,
yielding a massive total area
thereby revealing the poem to be truly great.
'As you proceed through the poetry in this book, practise this rating method.
'As your ability to evaluate poems in this manner grows
so will... so will your enjoyment and understanding of poetry.
Excrement.
That's what I think of Mr J. Evans Pritchard.
We're not laying pipe. We're talking about poetry.
I mean, how can you describe poetry like American Bandstand?
I like Byron. I give him a 42. But I can't dance to it.
Now, I want you to rip out that page.
Go on. Rip out the entire page.
You heard me. Rip it out.
Rip it out!
Go on. Rip it out.
Thank you, Mr Dalton.
Gentlemen, tell you what. Don't just tear out that page.
Tear out the entire introduction. I want it gone, history. Leave nothing.
Rip it out! Rip! Be gone,
J. Evans Pritchard, Ph.D.!
Rip! Shred! Tear!
Rip it out! I want to hear nothing but ripping of Mr Pritchard!
We'll perforate it, put it on a roll!
It's not the Bible. You're not gonna go to hell for this.
Go on. Make a clean tear. I want nothing left of it.
We shouldn't be doing this.
Rip! Rip! Rip!
Rip it out! Rip!
Rip it! Yeah! Rip it out!
-Rip it! -What the hell is going on here?
-I don't hear enough rips. -Mr Keating.
Mr McAllister.
I'm sorry, I... I didn't know you were here.
-I am. -Ah. So you are.
Excuse me.
Keep ripping, gentlemen.
This is a battle, a war.
And the casualties could be your hearts and souls.
Thank you, Mr Dalton.
Armies of academics going forward measuring poetry.
No! We will not have that here.
No more of Mr J. Evans Pritchard.
Now, my class, you will learn to think for yourselves again
You will learn to savour words and language.
No matter what anybody tells you
words and ideas can change the world.
I see that look in Mr Pitts' eye...
like 19th century literature has nothing to do with
going to business school or medical school.
Right? Maybe.
Mr Hopkins, you may agree with him, thinking,
Yes, we should simply study our Mr Pritchard...
and learn our rhyme and metre and go quietly about the business...
of achieving other ambitions.
I have a little secret for you. Huddle up.
Huddle up!
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.
We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
And the human race is filled with passion.
Medicine, law, business, engineering:
these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.
But poetry,
beauty, romance, love...
these are what we stay alive for.
To quote from Whitman.
O me, O life of the questions of these recurring.
Of the endless trains of the faithless.
Of cities filled with the foolish.
What good amid these, O me, O life?
Answer: That you are here.
That life exists and identity.
That the powerful play goes on,
and you may contribute a verse.
That the powerful play goes on,
and you may contribute a verse.
What will your verse be?
歌词翻译贡献者：C2_CHILL