Here is Yeats read by Michael MacLiammoir. This is as near perfect a rendition as I have heard. The voice is clear and varying in pitch throughout, rising and falling with the wave of the verse. Uncle Mac makes every word count and when he says 'sing' he makes the word sound like what it signifies. Magnificent!
Here a discussion between a yank and englishman and an irishman. Orson Wells, Hilton Edwards and Michael MacLiammoir.
Shakespeare Orson Wells and Puritanims "Othello"
A terrible beauty is born
We know their dream; enough
To know they dreamed and are dead.
And what if excess of love
Bewildered them till they died?
I write it out in a verse --
MacDonagh and MacBride
And Connolly and Pearse
Now and in time to be,
Wherever green is worn,
Are changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
-- William Butler Yeats.
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