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搜索公粽号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 I Like For You To Be Still 我喜欢你是寂静的 Pablo Neruda 巴勃罗·聂鲁达 （李宗荣 译） I like for you to be still 我喜欢你是寂静的 It is as though you are absent 仿佛你消失了一样 And you hear me from far away 你从远处聆听我 And my voice does not touch you 我的声音却无法触及你 It seems as though your eyes had flown away 好像你的双眼已经飞离去 And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth 如同一个吻封…
朗读：雪梨 搜索公粽号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 BGM：Dieter's Theme - Klaus Badelt 威斯坦·休·奥登（1907-1973），英裔美国诗人、文学评论家。早期诗歌多写战争题材，后期转向宗教题材，是艾略特之后重要的一代诗人。 Funeral Blues Wystan Hugh 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 aeroplan…
朗读：雪梨 搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 BGM: You're Gloating - Carlos Rafael Rivera I Hate the Starlight 我恨千篇一律的…… Osip Mandelstam О. Э. 曼德尔施塔姆 I hate the starlight's monotonous spectrum. Hail, ancient delirium – tower's arrowed heights! 我恨千篇一律的 星星之光。 你好，拔地而起的钟楼—— 我久远的梦想。 Be lace, be stone, be a cobweb spell: pierce the empty zone with the finest needle. 成为石头，成为…
朗读：雪梨 在「饿梨英语」公众号收听更多内容 BGM：ANANT-GARDE EYES - Unjust life 伊丽莎白一世《离别后》：头戴王冠，必承其重 Monsieur&`&s Departure 这首诗歌的作者是伊丽莎白一世（1533-1603），都铎王朝最后一位君主，英格兰与爱尔兰的女王（1558-1603在位），也是名义上的法国女王。伊丽莎白一世统治时期，在英国历史上在位时被称为“黄金时代”。伊丽莎白一世于终身未嫁，被称为“童贞女王”，也被称为“荣光女王”、“英明女王”。伊丽莎白一世在位期间，正值英国文艺复兴的鼎盛时期，因此在文学史土称为“伊丽莎白时代”。 伊丽莎白一世年轻时，利用她未婚待嫁的身份，对先后向其求婚的西班牙、神圣罗马帝国、法国、瑞典等王室虚与委蛇，为英国最大限度地…
朗读：雪梨 搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 BGM: The Rain - 久石让 这是一首我觉得很美的情诗，送给你们。 Before You Came 你到来之前 Faiz Ahmed Faiz 费兹·艾赫迈德·费兹 Before you came, 你到来之前， things were as they should be: 世界是它该有的模样： the sky was the dead-end of sight, 天空只是视线的尽头 the road was just a road, wine merely wine. 路只是一条路 酒只是一杯酒 Now everything is like my heart, 现在一切如同我的心 a color at the edge of bl…
朗读：雪梨 微信搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 BGM: Kyrie - Isobel Waller-Bridge / RSVP Voices (From Fleabag) 国际妇女节要到了。祝天底下所有女性节日快乐。 Ijeoma Umebinyuo 原谅我 神父 （尼日利亚）恩梅彬忧 郑体武 译 Forgive me father, but sometimes my God is a woman sitting on the kitchen floor her hands holding her legs screaming for help without making a sound. 原谅我，神父， 但有时我的上帝 是个女人 坐在厨房地上 双手抱腿 尖声呼救 却发不出声音 F…
朗读：雪梨 微信搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 BGM: You&`&re Done - Rob Simonsen 这是一首由英国诗人约翰·多恩创作的布道词。海明威于1940年创作的长篇小说《丧钟为谁而鸣》，标题就取自本诗。 No Man is an Island 谁都不是一座孤岛 John Donne 约翰·邓恩 No man is an island, 谁都不是一座孤岛， Entire of itself; 谁都无法自全而活。 Every man is a piece of the continent, 每个个体都是大陆一小片， A part of the main. 是这整体的一个组成部分。 If a clod be washed away by the sea, 如果大海冲掉下…
朗读：雪梨 微信搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 BGM：Hurt - Johnny Cash 雪梨第一次听到这首诗歌，是在美剧《后翼弃兵》当中。 Not Waving but Drowning 不是挥手，而是求救 Stevie Smith 史蒂威·史密斯 （雪梨 译） Nobody heard him, the dead man, 没人听见他的声音，那个死去的人， But still he lay moaning: 可他还蜷缩着呜咽： I was much further out than you thought 我离岸太远，比你想得远得多 And not waving but drowning. 不是挥手，而是溺水。 Poor chap, he always loved lar…
惠特曼《致陌生人》：我们擦肩而过 To a Stranger 朗读：雪梨 BGM：Jolene! - Carlos Rafael Rivera 微信搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 To a Stranger Walt Whitman 致陌生人 沃尔特·惠特曼 （雪梨 译） 沃尔特·惠特曼（1819-1892），美国诗人，开创了诗歌的自由体（Free Verse，不受格律、韵脚或其他音乐节拍约束的诗歌形式），代表作品为《草叶集》。 Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, 过路的陌生人啊！你不知道我是多么热切地注视着你， You must be he I was seeking, or she I w…
朗读：雪梨 微信搜索公众号「饿梨英语」，收听更多内容 这首诗歌，前半部分描述了生机勃勃的自然景象，但是后半部分我们才发现，这是战争后重生的世界，人类已经不复存在。 There Will Come Soft Rain Sara Teasdale 柔雨将至 莎拉·蒂斯黛尔 （韩鲁珩 译） （末两节雪梨改译） There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; 柔雨将至，泥土芬芳 燕子盘旋，啼声抑扬 And frogs in the pools singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulo…
If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda 如果你将我忘记 巴勃鲁·聂鲁达 I want you to know 有件事 one thing. 我想让你知道。 You know how this is: 你该明白是什么： if I look 如果我倚在窗边， at the crystal moon, at the red branch 凝望那晶莹的月， of the slow autumn at my window, 那被慢板的秋染红的树枝， if I touch 如果我 near the fire 在火炉边， the impalpable ash 触摸那细不可触的灰烬， or the wrinkled body of the log, 或是柴木那褶皱的身躯， ever…
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圣诞特辑！ The Minstrels the minstrels played their christmas tune to-night beneath my cottage-eaves; while, smitten by a lofty moon, the encircling laurels, thick with leaves, gave back a rich and dazzling sheen, that overpowered their natural green. 吟游诗人哼着他们的圣诞节曲调， 今夜，在我的田舍小屋下。 此时，高耸的月亮给予他们灵感。 层层的月桂树，覆盖着叶子， 映射着饱满眩目的光泽， 早已经超越了他们原有的颜色。 through hill and …
Gitanjali Rabindranath Tagore 吉檀迦利 泰戈尔 （冰心 译） 1. Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life. This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new. At the immortal touch of thy hands my little …
The Solitary Reaper William Wordsworth Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary ba…
《一局棋戏》是艾略特长诗《荒原》的第二部分。 by失踪人口回归的雪梨 The Wasteland II T. S. Eliot 荒原 艾略特 （查良铮 译） II. A Game of Chess The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne, Glowed on the marble, where the glass Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines From which a golden Cupidon peeped out (Another hid his eyes behind his wing) Doubled the flames of sevenbranched cand…
My Last Duchess Robert Browning That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now; Fra Pandolf’s hands Worked busily a day, and there she stands. Will’t please you sit and look at her? I said “Fra Pandolf” by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and pa…
If You Were Coming in The Fall Emily Dickinson 如果你秋天来 艾米莉·狄金森 （丁骏 译） If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brush the summer by With half a smile, and half a spurn, As housewives do, a Fly. 如果你秋天来， 我就把夏天掸走， 浅笑半弃， 如同主妇们对，一只苍蝇。 If I could see you in a year, I'd wind the months in balls — And put them each in separate Drawers, For fear the numbers fuse —…
She Walks in Beauty Lord Byron 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 waves in every raven tr…
Bluebird Charles Bukowski there&`&s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I&`&m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I&`&m not going to let anybody see you. there&`&s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know th…
Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines Pablo Neruda translated by W.S. Merwin Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance. The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through night…
The Road Not Taken Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the p…
If Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too g…
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in e.e.cummings i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has …
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Sonnet Act 1 Scene 5, Romeo & Juliet William Shakespeare ROMEO: If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle sin (fine) is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. JULIET; Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints hav…
Sonnet 130 William Shakespeare My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the…
The Waste Land T.S.Eliot I. The Burial of the Dead April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of ra…
Love Roy Croft I love you, Not only for what you are, But for what I am When I am with you. I love you, Not only for what You have made of yourself, But for what You are making of me. I love you For the part of me That you bring out; I love you For putting your hand Into my heaped-up heart And passing over All the foolish, weak things That you can&…
本期朗读：凯蒂 凯蒂可是雪梨压箱底多年的英音女神！所以不如我们就别提一个月没更新这件事了好吗（望天） 本来四月想读艾略特的《荒原》，然而诗歌第一句说得好，April is the cruelest month……我的四月连尾巴都没见着就奔腾着过去了……所以。 请大家欣赏我的女神的英音咯！ When You Are Old William Butler Yeats When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their…
A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning John Donne As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say The breath goes now, and some say, No: So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move; &`&Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th&`&earth …
Dover Beach Matthew Arnold 多佛尔海岸 阿诺德 （丁骏 译） The sea is calm to-night. 今夜大海宁静 The tide is full, the moon lies fair 潮满月皎 Upon the straits; on the French coast the light 当海峡之空；法兰西海岸，夜光 Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand; 闪烁，倏忽不见；英伦绝壁矗立； Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. 影绰巨伟，横陈于静谧的海湾。 Come to the window, sweet is the night-air…
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock 杰.阿尔弗雷德.普鲁佛洛克的情歌 T.S.Eliot S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma percioche giammai di questo fondo Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero, Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo. 若吾以为汝将生返阳界, 则吾将无以为答; 若吾闻属实, 则吾无名誉之忧矣, 而将答汝. Let us go then, you …
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o&`&er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-endin…
As I Walked Out One Evening W. H. Auden 某日黄昏外出时 奥登 （山鬼 译） As I walked out one evening, 某日黄昏外出时， Walking down Bristol Street, 我走在布里斯托尔街上。 The crowds upon the pavement 人行道上的拥挤 Were fields of harvest wheat. 犹如一片片收割的麦田。 And down by the brimming river 在满溢欲出的河畔 I heard a lover sing 我听到恋爱中的人在歌唱。 Under an arch of the railway: 从铁路拱桥的下方飘来歌声： "Love has no end…
Roses And Rue (To L. L.) Oscar Wilde Could we dig up this long-buried treasure, Were it worth the pleasure, We never could learn love&`&s song, We are parted too long. Could the passionate past that is fled Call back its dead, Could we live it all over again, Were it worth the pain! I remember we used to meet By an ivied seat, And you warbled each …
Never offer your heart to someone who eats hearts Alice Walker Never offer your heart to someone who eats hearts who finds heartmeat delicious but not rare who sucks the juices drop by drop and bloody-chinned grins like a God. Never offer your heart to a heart gravy lover. Your stewed, overseasoned heart consumed he will sop up your grief with brea…
I Like For You To Be Still Pablo Neruda I like for you to be still It is as though you are absent And you hear me from far away And my voice does not touch you It seems as though your eyes had flown away And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth As all things are filled with my soul You emerge from the things Filled with my soul You are lik…
Musee des Beaux Arts W. H. Auden About suffering they were never wrong, The old Masters: how well they understood Its human position: how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along; How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting For the miraculous birth, there always must be Children who did…
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harnes…
The Stolen Child William Butler Yeats Where dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water-rats; There we&`&ve hid our faery vats, Full of berries And of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world&`…
What can I hold you with? Jorge Luis Borges I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs. I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon. I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts that living men have honoured in marble: my father&`&s father killed in the frontier of Buenos…
Autumn Day Rainer Maria Rilke (Translated by Edward Snow) Lord: it is time. The summer was immense. Lay your long shadows on the sundials, and on the meadows let the winds go free. Command the last fruits to be full; give them just two more southern days, urge them on to completion and chase the last sweetness into the heavy wine. Who has no house …
Funeral Blues Wystan Hugh 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 public doves, L…
Remember Christina Rossetti Remember me when I am gone away， Gone far away into the silent land； When you can no more hold me by the hand， Nor I half turn to go， yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned Only remember me； you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray Yet if you shou…
On Monsieur&`&s Departure Elizabeth I I grieve and dare not show my discontent, I love and yet am forced to seem to hate, I do, yet dare not say I ever meant, I seem stark mute but inwardly do prate. I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned, Since from myself another self I turned. My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when…
Home Philip Larkin Home is so sad. It stays as it was left, Shaped in the comfort of the last to go As if to win them back. Instead, bereft Of anyone to please, it withers so, Having no heart to put aside the theft. And turn again to what it started as, A joyous shot at how things ought to be, Long fallen wide. You can see how it was: Look at the p…
To His Coy Mistress Andrew Marvell Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, Lady, were no crime We would sit down and think which way To walk and pass our long love’s day. Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood, And you should, if you please, …
Love After Love Derek Walcott The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other&`&s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you a…
