本期我们欣赏的这首短诗出自拜伦的长篇抒情诗《公子哈尔德游记》。这部长诗和拜伦的另一部作品《唐璜》可以说是拜伦留下的最经典的两部巨作了。 就此，我们的文豪仰望系列之拜伦到这期就结束了。ShinJam又要开始绞尽脑汁想下一个专题来说哪位了，当然如果你有感兴趣的诗人欢迎在评论区为ta打call！ Childe Harold's Pilgrimage George Gordon Byron（1788-1824） There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and musi…

She Walks in Beauty BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON) She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which wave…

When we two parted BY George Gordon Byron In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy check and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrw to this。 The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow- It felt like the warning Of what I feel now。 Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spok…

Seven times have I despised my soul: The first time when I saw her being meek that she might attain height. The second time when I saw her limping before the crippled. The third time when she was given to choose between the hard and the easy, and she chose the easy. The fourth time when she committed a wrong, and comforted herself that others also …

Gui. Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, Nor the furious winter’s rages; 330 Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear no more the frown o’ the great, Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak…

Shakespeare系列第二弹来啦～在拆解完人生之后，莎翁这次来严肃的给我们讲讲什么是真爱！愿你此生也能真正爱过。 Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is n…

从本期开始，我们会来深度扒一扒那些英国文坛巨匠们的经典之作， 它们到底美在哪，又因何流传至今还被文豪们争相追捧？打开你三年前的假期阅读书单，总能看到这些人的名字和他们的作品。什么？到现在你连第一本昆虫记都没读完？！好吧，其实。。我也是。。。咱们来一起慢慢补上吧～ 说到英国，有这么一位是总也绕不过去的，全世界的小学生都知道他的名字，“威廉莎士比亚”。那么第一期我们就从他来聊起吧！ All the world’s a stage BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (from As You Like It, spoken by Jaques) All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They …

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Funeral Blues—W.H Auden Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead'. Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let…

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou, 1928 - 2014 You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of …

Writing years later on his website, Professor Hawking said: “I have had motor neurone disease for practically all my adult life. Yet it has not prevented me from having a very attractive family and being successful in my work. I have been lucky that my condition has progressed more slowly than is often the case. But it shows that one need not lose …

The Year —Ella Wheeler Wilcox What can be said in New Year rhymes, That’s not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We curse it then and sigh for wings. We live, we love, we woo, w…

Sixty years ago today, a young woman spoke about the speed of technological change as she presented the first television broadcast of its kind. She described the moment as a landmark: "Television has made it possible for many of you to see me in your homes on Christmas Day. My own family often gather round to watch television as they are at this mo…

29th of January,1945 My Dearest One, I have just heard the news that all the Army men taken POW are to return to their homes. Because of the shipping situation we may not commence to go before the end of February, but can probably count on being in England sometime in March. It may be sooner. It has made me very warm inside. It is terrific, wonderf…

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Lyrics of Facade: If you live around here, you need cash in the bank. 'Cos the houses 'round here are all flashy and swank. An' the front bit is what's called a facade! All the people 'round here are as posh as can be. You won't see 'em hob-nobbin' with rubbish like me. It's the snob bit, also called a facade! Every day people in their own sweet wa…

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806 - 1861 How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, a…

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Do not go gentle into that good night Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953 Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wa…

Points we learn today: 1. ace: (adj.) best, brilliant, fabulous. e.g.: ace player; ace pilot. 2. stand (countable noun) A stand at a sports ground is a large structure where people sit or stand to watch what is happening, 看台。 3. nowt: a dialect word in northern England for “nothing”. 4. we make things from steel and we make things from cotton: 展现了曼…

This is the place In the north-west of England. It’s ace, it’s the best And the songs that we sing from the stands, from our bands Set the whole planet shaking. Our inventions are legends. There’s nowt we can’t make, and so we make brilliant music We make brilliant bands We make goals that make souls leap from seats in the stands And we make things…

Autumn Song by Paul Verlaine When a signing begins In the violins Of the autumn song, My heart is drowned In the slow sound Languorous and long Pale as with pain, Breath fails me when The hours toll deep. My thoughts recover The days that are over, And I weep. And I go, Where the winds know, Broken and brief, To and fro, As the winds blow A dead le…

Evening I'm sitting in A&E at University College Hospital. I was knocked down by a taxi while crossing Gray's Inn Road. I was sober as a judge, I'd just like to point out, although I was in a bit of state, distracted, panicky almost. I'm having an inch-long cut above my right eye stitched up by an extremely handsome junior doctor who is disappointi…

Evening I have been thinking about Jess all day, unable to focus on anything but what I saw this morning. What was it that made me think that something was wrong? I couldn't possibly see her expression at that distance, but I felt when I was looking at her that she was alone. More than alone-lonely. Perhaps she was- perhaps he's away, gone to one o…

The train isn't stopping today, it trundles slowly past. I can hear the wheels clacking over the points, I can almost feel it rocking. I can't see the faces if the passengers and I know they are just commuters heading to Euston to sit behind desks, but I can dream: of more exotic journeys, of adventures at the end of the line and beyond. In my head…

Megan, one year earlier Wednesday, 16 May 2012 Morning I can hear the train coming; I know its rhythm by heart. It picks up speed as it accelerates out of Northcote station and then, after rattling round the bend, it starts to slow down, from a rattle to a rumble, and then sometimes a screech of brakes as it stops at the signal a couple of hundred …

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