Extracts from The Song of the Lark(assignment)
毛姆 the song of the river 翻译
The Song of the RiverW.S MaughamYou hear it all along the river. You hear it, loud and strong, from the rowers as they urge the junk with its high stern, the mast lashed alongside, down the swift running stream. You hear it from the trackers, a more breathless chant, as they pull desperately against the current, half a dozen of them perhaps if they are taking up wupan, a couple of hundred if they are hauling a splendid junk, its square sail set, over a rapid. On the junk, a man stands amidships beating a drum incessantly to guide their efforts, and they pull with all their strength, like men possessed, bent double; and sometimes in the extremity of their travail they craw on the ground, on all fours, like the beasts of the field. They strain, strain fiercely, against the pitiless might of the stream. The leader goes up and down the line and when he sees one who is not putting all his will into the task he brings down his split bamboo on the naked back. Each one must do his utmost or the labour of all is vain. And still they sing a vehement, eager chant, the chant of the turbulent waters. I do not know words can describe what there is in it of effort. It serves to express the straining heart, the breaking muscles, and at the same time the indomitable spirit of man which overcomes the pitiless force of nature. Though the rope may part and the great junk swing back, in the end the rapid will be passed; and at the close of the weary day there is the hearty meal...But the most agonizing song is the song of the coolies who bring the great bales from the junk up the steep steps to the town wall. Up and down they go, endlessly, and endless as their toil rises their rhythmic cry. He, aw --ah, oh. They are barefoot and naked to the waist. The sweat pours down their faces and their song is a groan of pain. It is a sigh of despair. It is heart-rending. It is hardly human. It is the cry of souls in infinite distress, only just musical, and that last note is the ultimate sob of humanity. Life is too hard, too cruel, and this is the final despairing protest. That is the song of the river.大河的咏叹威廉.S.毛姆顺着河沿一路走过，你总能听到划手们高亢雄壮的号子声。
英语诗歌
Samples –type of poetryNARRATIVE (1)Epic (1)THE ILIAD (1)THE AENEID (2)Paradise Lost (2)Romances (3)Troilus and Criseyde (3)Idylls of the King (3)Ballads (4)The Wife of Usher’s Well (4)Robin Hood And Allin-A-Dale (5)LYRICS (5)Auld lang syne (5)Western Wind (6)Hark, Hark, the Lark (6)The Isles of Greece (6)THE DAFFODILS William Wordsworth (6)DRAMATIC (7)Hamlet (7)Julius Caesar (8)NarrativeEPICTHE ILIAD by Homer, translated by Samuel ButlerBOOK ISing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that broughtcountless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it sendhurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogsand vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from theday on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, firstfell out with one another.THE AENEID by VirgilBOOK IArms, and the man I sing, who, forc'd by fate,And haughty Juno's unrelenting hate,Expell'd and exil'd, left the Trojan shore.Long labors, both by sea and land, he bore,And in the doubtful war, before he wonThe Latian realm, and built the destin'd town;His banish'd gods restor'd to rites divine,And settled sure succession in his line,From whence the race of Alban fathers come,And the long glories of majestic RomeO Muse! the causes and the crimes relate;What goddess was provok'd, and whence her hate;For what offense the Queen of Heav'n beganTo persecute so brave, so just a man;Involv'd his anxious life in endless cares,Expos'd to wants, and hurried into wars!Can heav'nly minds such high resentment show,Or exercise their spite in human woe?Paradise Lost by John MiltonBook 1Of Mans First Disobedience, and the FruitOf that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tastBrought Death into the World, and all our woe,With loss of EDEN, till one greater ManRestore us, and regain the blissful Seat,Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret topOf OREB, or of SINAI, didst inspireThat Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed,In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and EarthRose out of CHAOS: Or if SION HillDelight thee more, and SILOA'S Brook that flow'dFast by the Oracle of God; I thenceInvoke thy aid to my adventrous Song,That with no middle flight intends to soarAbove th' AONIAN Mount, while it pursuesThings unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime.ROMANCESTroilus and Criseyde by Geoffrey Chaucer BOOK IThe double sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his aventures fellenFro wo to wele, and after out of Ioye,My purpos is, er that I parte fro ye. Thesiphone, thou help me for tendyte Thise woful vers, that wepen as I wryte!To thee clepe I, thou goddesse of torment, Thou cruel Furie, sorwing ever in peyne; Help me, that am the sorwful instrument That helpeth lovers, as I can, to pleyne! For wel sit it, the sothe for to seyne,A woful wight to han a drery fere,And, to a sorwful tale, a sory chere.Idylls of the King By Tennyson The Coming of ArthurLeodogran, the King of Cameliard,Had one fair daughter, and none other child; And she was the fairest of all flesh on earth, Guinevere, and in her his one delight.For many a petty king ere Arthur cameRuled in this isle, and ever waging warEach upon other, wasted all the land;And still from time to time the heathen host Swarmed overseas, and harried what was left.And so there grew great tracts of wilderness, Wherein the beast was ever more and more,But man was less and less, till Arthur came.For first Aurelius lived and fought and died,And after him King Uther fought and died,But either failed to make the kingdom one.And after these King Arthur for a space,And through the puissance of his Table Round, Drew all their petty princedoms under him.Their king and head, and made a realm, and reigned.BALLADSThe Wife of Usher’s WellThere lived a Wife at Usher’s Well,And a wealthy wife was she:She had three stout and stalwart sons,And sent them over the sea.They hadna been a week from her,A week but barely ane,When word came to the carlin wifeThat her three sons were gane.Robin Hood And Allin-A-DaleCome listen to me, you gallants so free, All you that love mirth for to hear, And I will tell you of a bold ourlawThat lived in Nottinghamshire.As Robin Hood in the forest stood,All under the greenwood tree, There he was aware of a brave young man As fine as fine might be.Lyrics --Auld lang syneBy Robert BurnsThe Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min’?Should auld acquaintance be forgot,And days o’ lang syne?We twa hae run about the braes,And pu’d the gowans fine,But we’ve wandered mony a weary foot, Sin’ auld lang syne.We twa hae paidled I’ the burn,From morning sun till dine;But seas between us braid hae roared, Sin’ auld lane syne.And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere,And gie’s a hand o’ thine;And we’ll tak a right gude-willie waught, For auld lang syne.And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp,And surely I’ll be mine;And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,For auld lang syne.For auld lang syne, my dear,For auld lang syne,We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,For auld lang syne.Western WindWestern wind, when wilt thou blow,The small rain down can rain?Christ, if my love were in my arms,And I in my bed again!Hark, Hark, the LarkBy ShakespeareHark! Hark! The lark at heaven’s gate sings, And Phoebeus ‘gins arise,His steeds to water at those springsOn chaliced flowers that lies;And winkling Mary-buds beginTo ope their golden eyes.With every thing that pretty is,My lady sweet, arise;Arise, arise!The Isles of GreeceBy ByronThe isles of Greece, the isles of Greece!Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet,But all, except the sun, is set.THE DAFFODILSWilliam WordsworthI wander’d lonely as a cloudThat 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 shineAnd twinkle on the Milky way,They stretch’d in never-ending lineAlong the margin of a bay:Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.The waves beside them danced, but theyOut-did the sparkling waves in glee:A poet could not but be gayIn such a jocund company!I gazed –and gazed –but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought:For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.DRAMATICHamletBy ShakespeareHamlet:To be, or not to be, --- that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffe rThe slings and arrows of outrageous Fortune,Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,And by opposing end them? To die, -- to sleep, -- No more; and, by a sleep, to say we endThe heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, --- ’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, --- to sleep;--…Julius CaesarBy ShakespeareANTONY. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears!I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.The evil that men do lives after them,The good is oft interred with their bones;So let it be with Caesar. The noble BrutusHath told you Caesar was ambitious;If it were so, it was a grievous fault,And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest-For Brutus is an honorable man;So are they all, all honorable men-Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.He was my friend, faithful and just to me;But Brutus says he was ambitious,And Brutus is an honorable man.He hath brought many captives home to Rome,Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill.Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept;Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:Yet Brutus says he was ambitious,And Brutus is an honorable man.You all did see that on the LupercalI thrice presented him a kingly crown,Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition?Yet Brutus says he was ambitious,And sure he is an honorable man.I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,But here I am to speak what I do know.You all did love him once, not without cause;What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?O judgement, thou art fled to brutish beasts,And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,And I must pause till it come back to me.。
斯卡保罗集市歌词
斯卡保罗集市歌词斯卡保罗集市歌词斯卡保罗集市是美国电影《毕业生》（The Graduate）的插曲，以下是小编整理的斯卡保罗集市歌词，欢迎参考阅读！斯卡保罗集市歌词Are you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereHe once was a true love of mineTell him to make me a cambric shirtParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeWithout no seams nor needle workThen he will be a true love of mineTell him to find me on acre of landParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeBetween the salt water and the sea strandThen he'll be a true love of mineTell him to reap it with a sickle of leatherParsley, sage, rosemary and thymeAnd gather it all in a bunch of heatherThen he will be a true love of mineAre you going to Scarborough Fair?Parsley, sage, rosemary and thymeRemember me to one who lives thereHe once was a true love of mine歌曲介绍是由保罗西蒙（Paul Simon）和阿特加芬克尔（Art Garfunkel）创作并最早演唱的，主唱是保罗西蒙，合音是加丰科。
了不起的盖茨比第七章英语单词知乎
了不起的盖茨比第七章英语单词知乎以下是《了不起的盖茨比》第七章中出现的一些单词及其用法解释：1. Debauch: (verb) to corrupt morally or by intemperance or sensuality.Example: The wild party in Gatsby's mansion was filled with debauchery and excess.2. Sotto voce: (adverb) in a low voice, or in an undertone.Example: Jordan spoke to Nick sotto voce, revealing a secret that nobody else could hear.3. Affront: (verb) to insult intentionally.Example: Tom felt affronted when Gatsby openly declared his love for Daisy.4. Elude: (verb) to evade or escape from, as by daring, cleverness, or skill.Example: Despite all efforts, the truth about Gatsby's past eluded everyone.5. Nebulous: (adjective) hazy, vague, indistinct, or confused.Example: Gatsby's actual identity remained nebulous to many of his party guests.6. Meretricious: (adjective) alluring by a show of flashy or vulgar attractions, but often without real value.Example: Daisy was not impressed by the meretricious displays of wealth at Gatsby's parties.7. Contemptuous: (adjective) showing or expressing contempt or disdain; scornful.Example: Tom looked at Gatsby with a contemptuous expression, as he considered him a social climber.8. Ineffable: (adjective) incapable of being expressed or described in words; inexpressible.Example: Daisy experienced an ineffable sense of longing when Gatsby took her for a drive in his fancy car.9. Ramification: (noun) a consequence or implication; a branching out.Example: The ramification of Gatsby's obsession with Daisy was the destruction of his own life.10. Libertine: (noun) a person who is morally or sexually unrestrained, especially a dissolute man.Example: Gatsby was often seen as a libertine, indulging in extravagant parties and relationships.11. Sluggish: (adjective) displaying slow or lazy movements or responses.Example: The sluggish summer heat made everyone at the party feel lethargic and unmotivated.12. Pander: (verb) to cater to the lower tastes or base desires of others.Example: Gatsby's extravagant parties were seen by some as an attempt to pander to the desires of the wealthy elite.13. Incarnation: (noun) a particular physical form or state; a concrete or actual form of a quality or concept.Example: Gatsby believed that he could recreate himself into an incarnation of the man Daisy truly desired.14. Inexplicable: (adjective) unable to be explained or accounted for.Example: Daisy's sudden attraction towards Gatsby seemed inexplicable to many, considering their past.15. Insidious: (adjective) proceeding in a gradual, subtle way, but with harmful effects.Example: Tom warned Daisy about Gatsby's insidious intentions, accusing him of trying to steal her away.16. Supercilious: (adjective) behaving or looking as though one thinks they are superior to others; arrogant.Example: Tom's supercilious attitude towards Gatsby was evident in his condescending mannerisms.17. Saunter: (verb) to walk in a slow, relaxed, and confident manner.Example: Gatsby sauntered across the lawn towards Daisy, trying to appear nonchalant.18. Harrowed: (adjective) distressed or disturbed.Example: Gatsby's harrowed expression revealed the emotional turmoil he was experiencing.19. Truculent: (adjective) eager or quick to argue or fight; aggressively defiant.Example: Tom showed his truculent nature when he confronted Gatsby about his relationship with Daisy.20. Portentous: (adjective) of or like a portent; foreboding; full of unspecified meaning.Example: The dark clouds and thunderous sky seemed portentous, as if something significant was about to happen.21. Gaudiness: (noun) the quality of being tastelessly showy or overly ornate.Example: Despite the gaudiness of Gatsby's mansion, the guests were drawn to its opulence.22. Indiscernible: (adjective) impossible to see or clearly distinguish.Example: In the chaos of the party, individual voices became indiscernible and blended into a cacophony.23. Intermittent: (adjective) occurring at irregular intervals; not continuous or steady.Example: The intermittent rain throughout the night dampened the enthusiasm of the party guests.24. Stratum: (noun) a layer or a series of layers of rock in the ground.Example: Gatsby tried to climb the social stratum, hoping to be accepted by the upper class.25. Harlequin: (noun) a character in traditional pantomime; a buffoon.Example: Gatsby's harlequin smile hid the sadness and longing he felt for Daisy.26. Disconcerting: (adjective) causing one to feel unsettled or disturbed.Example: Daisy's disconcerting confession about her true feelings left Gatsby feeling disoriented and hurt.请注意，以上的双语例句是根据所给的单词和上下文进行编写的，但并非《了不起的盖茨比》中的原文。
英语学习资料：毛姆散文欣赏：河之歌（中英对照）
英语学习资料：毛姆散文欣赏：河之歌（中英对照）毛姆散文欣赏：河之歌（中英对照）The Song of the River河之歌W.S Maugham毛姆You hear it all along the river. You hear it, loud and strong, from the rowers as they urge the junk with its high stern, the mast lashed alongside, down the swift running stream. You hear it from the trackers, a more breathless chant, as they pull desperately against the current, half a dozen of them perhaps if they are taking up wupan, a couple of hundred if they are hauling a splendid junk, its square sail set, over a rapid.沿河上下都可以听见那歌声。
它响亮而有力，那是船夫，他们划着木船顺流向下，船尾翘得很高，桅杆系在船边。
它也可能是比较急促的号子，那是纤夫，他们拉纤逆流而上。
如果拉的是小木船，也许就只五六个人；如果拉的是扬着横帆的大船过急滩，那就要200来人。
On the junk, a man stands amidships beating a drum incessantly to guide their efforts, and they pull with all their strength, like men possessed, bent double; and sometimes in the extremity of their travail they craw on the ground, on all fours, like the beasts of the field. They strain, strain fiercely, against the pitiless might of the stream.船中央站着一个汉子不停地击鼓助威，引导他们加劲。
the-cask-of-Amontillado-翻译
the-cask-of-Amontillado-翻译D“老兄，这不行。
有事没事倒没什么，就是冷得够呛，我看你受不了。
地窖里潮得不得了。
四壁都是硝。
”“咱们还是走吧，冷算不了什么。
白葡萄酒！你可上当啦。
说到卢克雷西，他连雪梨酒跟白葡萄酒都分不清。
”说着福吐纳托就架住我胳膊；我戴上黑绸面具，把短披风紧紧裹住身子，就由他催着我上公馆去了。
家里听差一个也不见，都趁机溜出去过节了。
我对他们说过我要到第二天早晨才回家，还跟他们讲明，不准出门。
我心里有数，这么一吩咐，包管我刚转身，马上就一个个都跑光了。
我从烛台上拿了两个火把，一个给福吐纳托，领他穿过几套房间，走进拱廊，通往地窖，走下长长一座回旋楼梯，请他一路跟着，随加小心。
我们终于到了楼梯脚下，一块站在蒙特里梭府墓窖的湿地上。
我朋友的脚步摇摇晃晃，跨一步，帽上铃铛就丁零当啷响。
“那桶酒呢？”他说。
“在前面，”我说，“可得留神墙上雪白的蛛网在发光。
”他朝我回过身来，两只醉意朦胧的眼睛水汪汪的盯着我。
“硝？”他终于问道。
“硝，”我答道，“你害上那种咳嗽有多久了？”“呃嘿！呃嘿！——呃嘿！呃嘿！呃嘿！——呃嘿！呃嘿！呃嘿！——呃嘿！呃嘿！呃嘿！——呃嘿！呃嘿！呃嘿！”我那可怜的朋友老半天答不上口。
“没什么，”最后他说道。
“喏，”我依然答道，“咱们回去吧，你的身体要紧。
你有钱有势，人人敬慕，又得人心；你象我从前一样幸福。
要有个三长两短，那真是非同小可。
我倒无所谓，咱们回去吧，你害病，我可担待不起。
再说，还有卢克雷西——”“别说了，”他说，“咳嗽可不算什么，咳不死的。
我不会咳死。
” “对——对，”我答，“说真的的，我可不是存心吓唬你——可总得好好预防才是。
喝一口美道克酒去去潮气吧。
”说着我就从泥地上的一长溜酒瓶里，拿起一瓶酒，砸了瓶颈。
“喝吧，”我把酒递给他。
他瞟了我一眼，就将酒瓶举到唇边。
他歇下手，亲热的向我点点头，帽上铃铛就丁零当啷响了。
“我为周围那些长眠地下的干杯。
[鉴赏]theloons
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The loons评玛格丽特·劳伦斯的短篇小说《潜鸟》无声的呐喊—评玛格丽特·劳伦斯的短篇小说《潜鸟》Based on a study of Margaret Laurence’s short fiction The Loon, the paper focuses on the theme of conflicts and assimilation between different races and cultures in terms of cultural politics, and shows the equal and free idea of “multiculturalism” which has been highlighted by the author in her works. It demonstrates that Margaret Laurence does not confine herself to her own emotions and pursuits and she is full of the broad sense of historical mission and the times. She shows the readers the world, plain but of great significance.In her short story The Loon, Margaret Laurence, with ardent passion and keen perception, creates a native Metis girl by the name of Piquette Tonnerre. Piquette seeks to fit into the main currents of culture but is marginalized by the white-dominated society. This paper gives a tentative interpretation of the story in terms of plot, characterization, symbolic significance and language. First, the paper shows how the author’s emotion changes with the development of the plot, from strangeness to empathy. Then, the paper proves that it is the external cause that determines Piquette’s firm character and her tragic lot. Next, this paper makes further discussion about the symbolic meanings of the loon and Piquette, which are parallel to each other. Finally, the paper shows that the simplelanguage is pregnant with meaning.《潜鸟》“The Loons”（1970）是加拿大著名女作家玛格丽特·劳伦斯（Margaret Laurence）的代表作之一。
黑暗恐怖童谣谁杀死了知更鸟
黑暗恐怖童谣谁杀死了知更鸟相信大家都听过童谣，那大家听过一些黑暗的童谣吗?下面小编为大家整理了黑暗童谣《谁杀死了知更鸟》，感兴趣的，过来看看吧。
《谁杀死了知更鸟》Who killed CockRobin? 谁杀了知更鸟?I,said the Sparrow, 是我，麻雀说，With my bow and arrow, 用我的弓和箭，I killed CockRobin.我杀了知更鸟。
Who saw him die? 谁看见他死去?I,said the Fly. 是我，苍蝇说，With my little eye, 用我的小眼睛，I saw him die.我看见他死去。
Who caugh this blood? 谁取走他的血?I,said the Fish,是我，鱼说，With my little dish, 用我的小碟子，I caugh this blood. 我取走他的血。
Who'll make his shroud? 谁为他做寿衣?I,said the Beetle, 是我，甲虫说，With my thread and needle,用我的针和线，I'll make the shroud.我会来做寿衣。
Who'll dig his grave? 谁来挖坟墓?I,said the Owl,是我，猫头鹰说，With my pick and shovel, 用我的凿子铲子，I'll dig his grave.我会来挖坟墓。
Who'll be the person? 谁来当牧师?I,said the Rook, 乌鸦说，是我，With my little book, 用我的小本子，I'll be the parson. 我会来做牧师。
Who'll be the clerk? 谁来当执事?I,said the Lark, 是我，云雀说，If it's not in the dark 只要不在夜晚，I'll be the clerk. 我就会当执事。
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Extracts from The Song of the Lark
Mrs. Kronborg believed that the size of every family was decided in heaven. More modern views would not have startled her; they would simply have seemed foolish—thin chatter, like the boasts of the men who built the tower of Babel, or like Axel’s plan to breed ostriches in the chicken yard. From what evidence Mrs. Kronborg formed her opinions on this and other matters, it would have been difficult to say, but once formed, they were unchangeable. She would no more have questioned her convictions than she would have questioned revelation. Calm and even tempered, naturally kind, she was capable of strong prejudices, and she never forgave. When Dr. Archie came in to see Thea, Mrs. Kronborg was reflecting that the washing was a week behind, and deciding what she had better do about it. The arrival of a new baby meant a revision of her entire domestic schedule, and as she drove her needle along she had working out new sleeping arrangements and cleaning days. The doctor had entered the house without knocking, after making noise enough in the hall to prepare his patients. Thea was reading, her book propped up before her in the sunlight.。