散文：This is my letter to the world

This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me, - The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! Emily is writing a letter to the

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 8

【英文原文】 And when the moon shone in the heavens the nightingale flew to the rose-tree, and set her breast against the thorn. All night long she sang, with her breast against the thorn, and the cold crystal moon leaned down and listened. All

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 7

【英文原文】 But the oak-tree understood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little nightingale, who had built her nest in his branches. Sing me one last song, he whispered; I shall feel lonely when you are gone. So the nightingale sang

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 6

【英文原文】 The young student was still lying on the grass, where she had left him, and the tears were not yet dry in his beautiful eyes. Be happy, cried the nightingale, be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 5

【英文原文】 If you want a red rose, said the tree, you must build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with your own hearts blood. You must sing to me with your breast against a thorn. All night long you must sing to me, and the thorn mu

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 4

So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing beneath the Students window. Give me a red rose, she cried, and I will sing you my sweetest song. But the Tree shook its head. My roses are red, it answered, as red as the feet of the dov

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 3

For a red rose? They cried: How very ridiculous! and the little lizard, who was something of a cynic ,laughed outright. But the nightingale understood the secret of the students sorrow, and she sat silent in the oak-tree, and thought about the myster

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 2

Here, indeed, is the true lover, said the nightingale. What I sing of, he suffers: what is joy to me, to him is pain. Surely love is a wonderful thing. It is more precious than emeralds , and dearer than fine opals . Pearls and pomegranates cannot bu

散文：夜莺与玫瑰Part 1

THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses, cried the young student, but in all my garden there is no red rose. From her nest in the home oak tree the nightingale heard him, and she looked out throug

散文：There is no Frigate like a Book

There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry - This Traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of Toll - How frugal is the Chariot That bears the Human soul. A book is compared to a ship bec

散文：Fame is a bee

Fame is a bee. It has a song - It has a sting - Ah, too, it has a wing. A bee can sing a song that makes people happy. A bee has a sting which makes people fear it. A bee has a wing that enables it to fly away from people. Fame is sweet to have, bitt

散文：I heard a Fly buzz - when I died

I heard a Fly buzz - when I died - The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air - Between the Heaves of Storm - The Eyes around - had wrung them dry - And Breaths were gathering firm For that last Onset - when the King Be witnessed - i

散文：Because I could not

Because I could not stop for Death - He kindly stopped for me - The Carriage held but just Ourselves - And Immortality. We slowly drove - He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility - We passed the School, where

散文：Heart, we will forget him!

Heart! We will forget him! You and I - tonight! You may forget the warmth he gave - I will forget the light! When you have done, pray tell me That I may straight begin! Haste! lest while you're lagging I remember him! She speaks to her heart as a dea

散文："Hope" is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many war

散文：A precious - moulde

A precious - mouldering pleasure - 'tis - To meet an Antique Book - In just the Dress his Century wore - A privilege - I think - His venerable Hand to take - And warming in our own - A passage back - or two - to make - To Times when he - was young -

散文：A darting fear - a pomp - a tear

A darting fear - a pomp - a tear - A waking on a morn To find that what one waked for, Inhales the different dawn. Everyday can be a new beginning, even if one may have fear for the unknown future and realizes that the past is but a pomp with a sad t

散文：As imperceptibly as Grief

As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away - Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy - A Quietness distilled As Twilight long begun, Or Nature spending with herself Sequestered Afternoon - The Dusk drew earlier in - The Morning foreign s

散文：A sepal, petal, and a thorn

A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer's morn - A flask of Dew - A Bee or two - A Breeze - a caper in the trees - And I'm a Rose! A few lines and there is an idyllic summer image. She herself becomes the rose. In her is the sepal protecting

散文：A Thought went up my mind today

A Thought went up my mind today - That I have had before - But did not finish - some way back - I could not fix the Year - Nor where it went - nor why it came The second time to me - Nor definitely, what it was - Have I the Art to say - But somewhere