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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 5 p2 } b- S8 n9 X
' w7 O5 ^& @2 ^: U# T* W0 T" ~我很喜欢这段朗诵了,但是自己学不来。朗诵和唱歌一样,不是会说话就行的。
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* }) W/ T: v9 M% T! m$ XFuneral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, t& ~8 C9 }2 P- V: y* g
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, # s8 [& {$ U) }7 v' b; P/ h- q
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum # D u" k. o" G; e! ~3 X
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. " {3 b1 t, n& |* A$ a/ n
! \ c; F. r* d: U& P5 M( cLet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
" u8 f2 g; o; W; o; NScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. 4 i, R5 n1 d4 x3 A; m
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
; N% M% x9 z5 s' Y& d3 `1 KLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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( I6 Z7 N; H5 m9 \: m4 h# \He was my North, my South, my East and West, 3 V \$ |+ T, I# y" \% ] }0 V
My working week and my Sunday rest, % B6 G j- x1 p5 Z6 U, Y; P/ H
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
; @/ ~% H2 V. k/ ZI thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
/ t1 I& J" `- l+ f6 ~9 tPack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
; w# s: v9 T# o2 p4 o1 RPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; / N! `% @ i, f) h, r
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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W.H. Auden |
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