Appreciation of English Long Poems (1)
My last duchess, my former duchess.
Robert Browning
The picture on the wall is my last duchess,
It looks as if she is still alive. I'm calling
That work is a miracle, now: Pandora's hand
She stood there after a busy day.
This is my former duchess on the wall,
It looks as if she is still alive. now
I call it a miracle: Master Pandolfe's handwriting.
After a busy day, she has been standing here.
Can you sit down and look at her? I say
Fred? "Pandora" is designed for "never reading"
A stranger like you,
The depth and passion of its eager eyes,
But they turned to me (because they didn't put it aside)
I have closed the curtains for you, but I)
It seems that they will ask me, if they dare,
How did such a glance come from? So, this is not the first time.
Would you like to sit down and see her? I mentioned it on purpose.
Pandolfe, because foreign strangers (like you).
Anyone who sees the face depicted in the painting,
The depth and enthusiasm of sincere eyes,
There is no one who doesn't turn to me for help (because except me).
No one else will open the curtain on the painting),
Seems to want to ask me but dare not ask;
Where did it come from? Such eyes?
You are not the first person to ask me this question.
Would you ask in reverse like this? No, sir.
Her husband's existence is called a point.
Joy on the Duchess's face: Maybe.
Fred? Pandorf accidentally said, "Her cloak can't get away."
Draw too much on my lady's wrist, or draw
Never hope to have another fainting.
Sir, it's not just her husband who is present.
Maybe it will make the duchess smile.
Pandolfe said unexpectedly:? Women's cloak
Cover her wrist too tightly. Or:
? The faint blush gradually receded to the neck,
This is by no means reproducible by any pigment. ?
Half rushed and died in her throat: "such a thing!"
She thought, this is polite and enough reason.
Because you aroused that happy place. she has
A heart-what can I say? -It's too early to be happy,
Too easily moved; She likes everything.
She watched, and her eyes were everywhere.
This boring conversation was taken as a kindness by her.
Enough to arouse her heart. Her heart?
what can I say? Easy to please,
Too impressionable. She likes everything she sees,
Her eyes prefer to look around.
Sir, this is the same thing! My love on her chest,
The sun sets in the west,
Cherry branches, some nosy fools
Break into the orchard for her, white mule
She rode around the platform-all and every one.
Will get the same praise from her,
Or at least blush. She thanked the man, very good! But thank you.
Sir, she is the same to everything! On her chest
Put on my gift, or the afterglow of the sunset;
An over-absorbed fool is crawling in the garden.
Give her a cherry, or she can ride it.
White mules around the garden? All these.
Will make her equally admired,
Or at least rinse it. She was grateful. All right!
Somehow-I don't know how-it seems that she ranks.
My gift is a 900-year-old name
Anyone's talent. Who will condescend to blame
Such a trifle? Even your skills.
In the speech-(I didn't)-let your will
It's clear that a person who says, "It's just this.
Or you disgust me; You missed it,
Or there is more than the mark "-if she let
She herself has not been so forgotten, nor has she been clearly set.
Her wisdom, really, and excuses,
-Even a little bent over; I choose
Never bend over. Oh, sir, she smiled, no doubt,
Every time I pass by her; But who hasn't passed by?
But her gratitude (I can't say how)
It's like I gave her 900 years of family history.
Side by side with anyone's gift. Who would?
Condescending to condemn such frivolous behavior? although
You have the eloquence (but I don't) to put your will
Give such a person a full explanation:? You this.
Or something I hate. You are far away from here,
You crossed the line. ? Even if she did.
You advised her like this without arguing,
Do not make excuses for yourself. I feel the same way.
It was beneath me, so I chose.
Never condescend. Oh, sir, she always smiles,
Every time I walk by; But who can't pass?
The same generous smile At this moment,
I gave the order: so stop all smiles from now on.
Almost the same smile? This growth; I have orders;
Then all the smiles stopped together. She stood there.
As if alive. Won't you please get up? We will meet again.
So the following companies. I repeat,
Your Excellency is known for his generosity.
There are sufficient reasons to prove that there is no proper excuse.
My dowry will be banned;
Although his beautiful daughter's ego, I admit it.
From the beginning, it was my goal. No, we're going
Go down together, sir. Please note that Neptune,
Tame a seahorse that is considered rare,
Klaus of Innsbruck made a bronze statue for me!
She stood there as if she were still alive. Please stand up.
The guests are waiting downstairs. I repeat:
Your master? The count is famous for his generosity.
Enough to guarantee that I am interested in dowry.
Any reasonable request will not be rejected;
Of course. As I said at the beginning, his beautiful young lady
This is what I'm after. You're welcome. Let's
Go downstairs together. But look at Neptune, the sea god.
In the process of taming seahorses, this is a precious collection.
It was Klaus who made a special bronze statue for me.
Copyright (c) 1997-2000 by American Poets Society.
Appreciation of English Long Poems Part II
flux and reflux
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Henry. Wadsworth. Longferro
The tide rises and falls,
Twilight is fading, and curlews are singing;
Along the beach? Wet and brown sand
The traveler hurried to the town,
The tide rises and falls.
The tide rises and falls,
Twilight is getting thicker and the snipe is singing;
Along that wet taupe beach,
Tourists rushed to the city,
The tide rises and falls.
Darkness hung over the roof and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the dark is calling;
Small waves, with their soft white hands,
Wipe the footprints on the beach,
The tide rises and falls.
Darkness hung over the walls of the roof,
But the sea roared in the dark;
Small waves and white hands, quietly.
Wipe off the footprints on the beach,
The tide rises and falls.
Dawn dew; Horse in the stable
With the groom's call, stomp and scream;
I came back during the day, but never again.
Take travelers back to shore,
The tide rises and falls.
At dawn, the horses in the stable
Smell the groom's call and scream;
At the seaside, the day comes again,
But pedestrians have disappeared since then,
The tide rises and falls.
Appreciation of English Long Poems Part III
Forever Young by Various Artists
Let's dance smartly.
Let's dance for a while.
Heaven Can Wait
We are just looking at the sky.
Hope for the best.
But prepare for the worst.
Are you going to throw a bomb or not?
Let us die young, or let us live forever.
We have no right.
But we never say forever.
Sit in the bunker
Life is a short journey.
Music is for sad people.
Can you imagine?
When this game is won,
Turn our golden faces to the sun
Praise our leaders.
We're starting to get in tune.
Music is played by lunatics.
Forever young
I want to be young forever
Do you really want to live forever?
forever and always
Forever young
I want to be young forever
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever young
Some are like water
Some are like heat.
Some are melodies, some are beats.
sooner or later
They will all leave.
Why don't they stay young?
It's really hard to get old for no reason.
I don't want to die like an old horse.
Youth is like a diamond in the sun.
Diamonds are eternal.
There can't be so many adventures today.
Too many songs that we forgot to play.
So many dreams suddenly appear.
We will make them come true.
Forever young
I want to be young forever
Do you really want to live forever?
forever and always