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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 2 p' `! _% @# U% P8 s( e
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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。# i" h# f, B0 o: i
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Funeral Blues
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& }+ y6 }$ O- j2 h: |9 l/ @2 VStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, 6 U8 D9 U9 s; E8 X, V+ z
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, 6 c5 Z) s. y: S; v/ h5 v; u
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum * O' R7 l3 y( H+ j$ [
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
% ?. K1 N+ D% Y. dScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
' g, M9 l7 i \6 a. m3 F, L% JPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
, b$ c1 P3 W- ]" e- d" vLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. d5 e: E+ R. f
t" I" ]" v% {) eHe was my North, my South, my East and West, 4 I7 l- W. `, D6 ]
My working week and my Sunday rest, 1 j1 @6 l9 q X ?6 I V
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; ; w- l( X$ S9 N; \7 C- ?
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. + k3 ?8 j3 V& V; h
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 7 r# }7 F* {+ M2 f6 m6 u1 F
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
% H7 _" d9 i' K( C: B. e3 fPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; ( s) c" _ _, a* N" ^: Q4 U
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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W.H. Auden |
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