英语名篇名段背诵精华(61-74)
61.Do You Fear the Wind
DO YOU FEAR THE WIND?
DO you fear the force of the wind,
The slash of the rain?
Go face them and fight them,
Be savage again.
Go hungry and cold like the wolf,
Go wade like the crane:
The palms of your hands will thicken,
The skin of your cheek will tan,
You'll grow ragged and weary and swarthy,
But you'll walk like a man!
----Hamlin Garland
你畏惧风吗？
你可害怕寒风凛冽,
你可畏惧大雨滂沱 ？
去迎着风雨努力拼搏 ，
还你原始本色 。
象狼一样去经受饥寒 ，
象鹤一般去跋涉河川 ：
你的手掌变得厚实粗壮 ，
你的脸庞晒得古铜发亮 ，
你会变得衣衫褴褛，皮肤黝黑，疲惫不堪，
但你步履沉稳，是个堂堂男子汉！田园风景图
----哈姆林·加兰
62.Hope Is the Thing with Feathers
Hope is the thing with feathers
Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—
And sweetest — in the Gale— is heart—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little bird—
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That kept so many warm—
I've heard it in the chilliest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb — of me.
------Emily Dickinson
希望是鸟儿
希望是鸟儿，
在人们心灵栖居，
唱着无词的歌儿，
永无止息。
心灵是甜蜜的避风港
只有猛烈的风暴，
才能威胁希望，
这慰藉心灵的小鸟。
它歌唱在最寒冷的地方
最陌生的海洋
纵然身处绝境，
也不索取分毫。
古筝乐理----爱米莉·狄更生
63.To Daffodils
Fair daffodils，we weep to e
you haste away so soon；
as yet the early-rising sun
has not attain'd his noon.
Stay，stay，until the hasting day has run
but to the even-song；
and，having pray'd together， we will go with you along.
We have short time to stay， as you；
we have as short a spring；
as quick a growth to meet decay，
as you，or anything.
we die，
as your hours do，and dry
away
like to the summer's rain，
or as the pearls of morning's dew，
ne'er to be found again.
----- Robert Herrick
咏黄水仙花
美的黄水仙，凋谢的太快，
我们感觉着悲哀；
连早晨出来的太阳
都还没有上升到天盖。
停下来，停下来，
等匆忙的日脚
跑进
黄昏的木暮霭；
在那时共同祈祷着，
在回家的路上徘徊。
我们也只有短暂的停留，
青春的易逝堪忧；
我们方生也就方死，
和你们一样，
一切都要罢休。
你们谢了，
我们也要去了，
如同夏雨之骤，
或如早上的露珠，
永无痕迹可求。
-----罗伯特·哈里克
64.Tho Winter Sundays
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blue black cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked one ever thanked him.
I'dwake and hear the cold splintering ,breaking.
When the rooms were warm,he'd call,
and slowly i would ri and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that hou
Speaking indifferemtly to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did i know, what did i know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
65.Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
山东婚假Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Who woods the are I think I know.
His hou is in the village though;
He will not e me stopping here
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To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little hor must think it queer
To stop without a farmhou near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promis to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.冬天的诗句有哪些
By Robert Frost
66.A Red,Red Ro
O My luve’s like a red, red ro，
That’s newly sprung in June；
O my luve’s like the melodie，
That’s sweetly play’d in tune．
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I；
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the as gang dry．
Till a’ the as gang* dry, my dear,
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And the rocks melt wi’ the sun；
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run．
And fare thee weel, my only luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
安禄山生平简介Tho’ it were ten thousand mile!
By Robert Burns
67.Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lea hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing cour untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lo posssion of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can e,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
(By William Shakespeare )
