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Infant Joy 婴儿的欢乐 'I have no name; 我没有名字 I am but two days old.' 生下才两天。 What shall I call thee? 我叫你什么? 'I happy am, 我可挺快活 Joy is my name.' 我的名字叫欢乐 Sweet joy befall thee! 祝你得到甜
迈克尔.杰克逊:ben Ben Ben, the two of us need look no more We both found what we were looking for With a friend to call my own I'll never be alone And you my friend will see You've got a friend in me Ben, you're always running here and there
Infant Joy 婴儿的喜悦 (1)'I have no name;?我无姓名 I am but two days old.' 我只两天大。? What shall I call thee? 我将如何来称呼你呢? 'I happy am,?我很快乐, Joy is my name.' 喜悦就是我的名字。? Sweet
The Colosseum or Flavian Amphitheater was begun by Vespasian, inaugurated by Titus in 80 A.D. and completed by Domitian. Located on marshy land between the Esquiline and Caelian Hills, it was the first permanent amphitheater to be built in Rome. Its
Washington Newseum Honors 82 Journalists Killed in 2012 They were killed last year while doing their jobs. The Newseum in Washington has added 82 names to its Journalists Memorial. Photojournalist Ahmed Ismael Hassan al-Samadi was shot in Bahrain whi
benison,n 赐福;祝福=blessing 【记】ben笨,son儿子。笨儿子。有个笨儿子可不是坏事,那是福气。比如,你的儿子要是阿甘(亿万富翁),你就不用出国了,等着在家享福吧
Bildad, cried Captain Peleg, at it again, Bildad, eh? Ye have been studying those Scriptures, now, for the last thirty years, to my certain knowledge. 嗨,比勒达,又念上啦!研究你的圣书都三十年了, How far ye got, Bildad? 如今研
Is this the Captain of the Pequod? said I, advancing to the door of the tent. 您是不是船长?我问。 Supposing it be the captain of the Pequod, what dost thou want of him? he demanded. 是的话,你找我有什么事? I was thinking of sh
The court, my lord? 法庭吗,老爷? And send To tell the headsman to make ready. Quick! 派人通知法官做好准备,快去! The slave shall die! 那奴隶很快将被处死! You marked the boy? I did. He started; 't is his father. 你注意
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend. Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy? 挥霍成性的可人,为什么你把美的遗产耗光在你的自身? Nature's bequest gives nothing but doth lend, And being frank she lends to those are free. 造化只
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, 可怜的灵魂,罪恶躯体的中心, these rebel powers that thee array; 反叛的情欲缠绕着你全身, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, 为什么你这样深心里强忍饥寒, Pain
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse 蒙你的垂顾我常得灵感的奖赏, And found such fair assistance in my verse 托你的荫庇我这才诗心不僵。 As every alien pen hath got my use 于是另一些诗客群起而学步, And under
Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, 爱是我的罪恶,恨则是你的德行, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving: 因为你恨的是我的有罪的爱情。 O, but with mine compare thou thine own state, 但是如果比较一下你我的
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, 你让羞耻变得多么可爱清甜,让它像虫儿深埋在玫瑰芯儿中间, Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name! 使含苞欲放般的美名蒙上了
Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? 你是否执意要用你的倩影似幻,使我于漫漫长夜强睁睡眼? Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, While shadows like to thee do mock my sight? 你
How can my Muse want subject to invent, 我的诗神岂会缺乏诗材与诗思, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse 只要你活着,你自己就是甜美的主题。 Thine own sweet argument, too excellent for every vulgar paper
There was nothing so very particular, perhaps, about the appearance of the elderly man I saw; 我所看到的这个老人的容貌,也许一点也没有什么十分特别的地方, he was brown and brawny, like most old seamen, and heavily rolled up