小學(xué)英文詩歌朗誦稿品析

1、小學(xué)英文詩歌朗誦稿品析the rose in the wind james stephensdip and swing, lift and sway; dream a life, in a dream,away.like a dream in a sleep is the rose in the wind;and a fish in the deep; and a man in the mind;dreaming to lack all that is his; dreaming to gain all thathe is.dreaming a life, in a dream,away di

2、p and swing, lift and sway.風(fēng)中薔薇花吉姆肆斯弟芬司顫顫巍巍，頡之頑之；睡夢生涯，抑之揚(yáng)之。夢中之夢，風(fēng)中之花，薔薇顛倒，睡夢生涯。水中有魚，心中有君；魚難離水，君是我心。夢有所喪，喪其所有；夢其所得，得其自由。睡夢生涯，抑之揚(yáng)之，顫顫巍巍，頡之頑之。treesjoyce kilmeri think that i shall never see a poem lovely as a tree.a tree whose hungry mouth is prest agai the earth's sweet flowing breast;a tree that

3、looks at god all day, and lifts her leafy armsto pry;a tree that mayin summerwear a nest of robins in her hair;upon whose bosom snow has lain; who intimately lives withrain.poems are madeby fools like me, but only god can makea tree.樹菊葉斯基爾默一株樹，他的饑渴的嘴吮吸著大地的甘露。一株樹，他整日望著天高擎著葉臂，祈禱無語。一株樹，夏天在他的發(fā)間 會有知更鳥砌巢居

4、住。一株樹，白雪躺在他胸上， 他和雨是親密的伴侶。詩是我輩愚人所吟， 樹只有上帝才能賦。winter moon 冬月evelyn scott 伊吾琳司科特a little white thistle moon初月如銀溝，blown over the cold crags and fens: 吹過冰巖沼；a little white thistle moon如勾初月白，blown across the frozen heather. 吹渡寒郊草。the moon 月william h.davies 威廉 h 戴維士thy beauty haunts me heart and soul, 你的美麗

5、纏繞了我的心和魂， o thou fair moon,so close and bright;你美好的月哦，你的美麗那樣近，那樣明； thy beauty makes me like the child使我像個小孩兒that cries aloud to own thy light:要捉著你的光，發(fā)出更大的聲音； the little child that liftseach arm 小孩舉起每一只胳膊，to press thee to her bosom warm. 要把你捉來抱的緊緊。though there are birds that sing this night 雖然有些鳥兒在夜里

6、吟唱，with thy white beams across their throats, 由于你的銀光照著它們的頸， let my deep silence speak for me 讓我深深的沉默談出我的心more than for them their sweetest notes: 比他們的最美的歌聲更有風(fēng)韻； who worships thee till music fails對你的崇敬到了沉默無聲， is greater than nightingales. 那崇敬是超過了你的夜鳴鶯。YouthYouth is not a time of life; it is a state o

7、f mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it isa matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.Youth means a tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure ov

8、er the love of ease.This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. Wegrow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back t

9、o dust. Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being s heart the lure of wonder,the unfailing childlike appetite of what s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messagesof beauty, hope, cheer, courage a

10、nd power from menand from the Infinite, so long are you young. Whenthe aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at

11、80.Knowledge and virtueKnowledge is one thing, virtue is another; good sense is not conscience, refinement is not humility, nor is largeness and justness of view faith. Philosophy, however enlightened, however profound, gives no mandover the passions, no influential motives, no vivifying principles.

12、 Liberal Education makes not the Christian, not theCatholic, but the gentleman. It is well to be a gentleman, itis well to have a cultivated intellect, a delicate taste, acandid, equitable, dispassionate mind, a noble and courteousbearing in the conduct of life-these are the connatural qualities of

13、a large knowledge; they are the objects of aUniversity; I amadvocating, I shall illustrate and insist upon them; but still, I repeat, they are no guarantee for sanctity or even for conscientiousness, they may attach to the man of the world, to the profligate, to the heartless, pleasant, alas, and at

14、tractive as he shows when decked out in them. Taken by themselves, they do but seemto be what they are not; they look like virtue at a distance, but they are detected by close observers, and on the long run; and hence it is that they arepopularly aused of pretense and hypocrisy, not, I repeat, from

15、their own fault, but because their professors and theiradmirers persist in taking them for what they are not, and are officious in arrogating for them a praise to which they have no claim. Quarry the granite rock with razors, or moor the vessel with a thread of silk, then may you hope with such keen

16、 and delicate instruments as human knowledge and human reason to contend against those giants, the passion and the pride of man.A poor farmer had a friend who was famous for the wonderful apple he grew. Oneday, his friend gave the farmer a young apple tree and told himto take it home and plant it. T

17、he farmer was pleased withthe gift, but when he got home he did not know where to plant it. He was afraid that if he planted the tree near the road,strangers would steal the fruit. If he planted the tree in one of his field, his neighbors would e at night and steal some ofthe apples. If he planted t

18、he tree near his house, his children would take the fruit. Finally he planted the tree in his woodwhere no one could see it. But without sunlight and good soil, the tree soon died. Later the friend asked the farmer why he had planted the tree in such a poor place."What's thedifference?"

19、; the farmer said angrily. "If I had planted the tree near the road, strangers would have stolen the fruit. If I had planted the tree in one of my field, my neighbors would have e at night and stolen some of the apples. If I had planted it near my house, my own children would have taken the fru

20、it.""Yes," said the friend, "but at least someonecould have enjoyed the fruit. Now you not only have robbed everyone of the fruit, but also you have destroyed a good apple tree!" A lesson of lifemy mother said whenevereverything happens for the best,I faced disappointment. &

21、quot;If you can carry on, one day something good will happen. And you'll realize that it wouldn't have happened if not for that previous disappointment." Mother was right, as I discovered after graduating from college in 1932.I had decided to try for a job in radio, then work my way up

22、to sports announcer. I hitchhiked to Chicago and knocked on the door ofevery station-and got turned down every time. In one studio, a kind lady told me that big stations couldn't risk hiring inexperienced person-"Go out in the sticks and find a smallstation that'll give you a chance, ”

23、she said. I thumbed home to Dixon, Illinois. While them was no radio-announcing jobs in Dixon, my father sad Montgomery Ward had opened a store and wanted a local athlete to manage its sports department. Since Dixon was where I had played high school football, I applied.The job sounded just right fo

24、r me. But I wasn't hired. My disappointment must have shown. "Everything happens for the best," Mom reminded me. Dad offered me the car to job hunt. I tried WOC Radio in Davenport, Iowa. The program director, a wonderful Scotsman named Peter MacArthur, told me they had already hired an

25、 announcer. As I left his office, myfrustration boiled over. I asked a1oud,"How can a fellow get to be a sport announcer if he can't get a job in a radio station?" I waswaiting for the elevator whenI heard MacArthur calling, "What was that you said about sports? Do you know anything about football?"Then he stood me before a microphone and asked meto broadcast an imaginary game. Onmyway home, as I have manytimes since, I thought of my mother's words: "if you carry on, one day something good will happen. Something wouldn