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When You Are OldWhen you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your

"I loved you..." I loved you, and I probably still do, And for a while the feeling may remain... But let my love no longer trouble you, I do not wish to cause you any pain.

Songs Offerings（《吉檀枷利·第一章》）泰戈爾成名之作。 2.Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.

Ode to the West Wind I O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,

ANGELS By Sally Meyer (c) 1997 all rights reserved It didn't begin in a stable and not in Bethlehem. It started with an angel in Mary's native land. 'Twas in a town called Nazareth Gabriel came to the virgin fair.

The day is cold,and dark,and dreary; It rains,and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the moldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.

A Dad is a personWho is loving and kindAnd often he knowsWhat you have on your mindHe's someone who listens,Suggests, and defendsA dad can be one Of your very best friends!He's proud of your triumphs,But when things go

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light:The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Winds through the olive treesSoftly did blow,Round little BethlehemLong, long ago. Sheep on the hillside layWhiter than snow;Shepherds were watching them,Long, long ago.

I'M DREAMING OF THE WHITE CHRISTMASI'm dreaming of the white ChristmasJust like the ones I used to know.The tree tops glisten and childrenListen to hear sleigh-bells in the snow.

(1)In winter I get up at night 冬日我大清早起床And dress by yellow candle-light. 借著黃色的蠋光穿裳。In summer quite the other way, 夏日完全相反，I have to go to bed by day. 我必須在日間上床。

Life can be good,Life can be bad,Life is mostly cheerful,But sometimes sad.Life can be dreams,Life can be great thoughts;Life can mean a person,Sitting in court.

(1)Twinkle, twinkle, little star! 閃耀，閃耀，小星星！How I wonder what you are, 我想知道你身形，Up above the world so high, 高高掛在天空中，Like a diamond in the sky. 就像天上的鉆石。

Life...What is it?See it in the colors of autumn,A gentle snowfall in winter,A sudden shower in spring,The radiance of a summer day.Behold it in the laughter Of the young and the old.

(1)Boats sail on the rivers, 小舟在河上航行，And ships sail on the seas; 大船在海中操輪，But clouds that sail across the sky, 然而白云飄過天空時，Are prettier far than these. 比這些更為悅人。

(1)How do you like to go up in a swing, 你喜歡蕩一趟秋千，Up in the air so blue? 置身于藍藍的晴空嗎？Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing 啊，我認為這是小孩所能做到的Ever a child can do. 最愉快的玩耍。

At low tide like this how sheer the water is.White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and glareand the boats are dry, the pilings dry as matches,Absorbing, rather than being absorbed,the water in the bight doesn't wet

(1)The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea! 海啊！海��！遼闊的大海！The blue, the fresh, the ever free! 碧藍，清新，永遠地自由自在！

There was a naughty boy, 有一個頑皮的孩子，And a naughty boy was he, 頑皮的孩子就是他，He ran away to Scotland 他離家到蘇格蘭去The people for to see--- 去看那邊的人們Then he found 然后他發現That the ground 那邊的地面Was

O my luve is like a red, red rose,That's newly sprung in June;O my luve is like the melodie,That's sweetly played in tune.As fair thou art, my bonie lass,So deep in luve am I;And I will luve thee still, my dear,Till a'

In winter I get up at night 冬日我大清早起床And dress by yellow candle-light. 借著黃色的蠋光穿裳。In summer quite the other way, 夏日完全相反，I have to go to bed by day. 我必須在日間上床。

(1)'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, 雖然我們也會沉迷于歡樂與奢靡中，Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home! 無論家是多么簡陋，沒有地方比得上它！

I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o'er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Love is like magicand it always will be,For love still remainslife's sweet mystery.Love works in waysthat are wondrous and strangeAnd there's nothing in lifethat love cannot change!Love can transformthe most

O sing, fair lady, when with me Sad songs of Georgia no more:They bring into my memoryAnother life, a distant shore.Your beautiful, your cruel tuneBrings to my memory, alas,The steppe, the night - and with the moonLines

Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is worn,The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim

Rain is falling all around, 雨兒在到處降落， It falls on field and tree, 它落在田野和樹梢， It rains on the umbrella here, 它落在這邊的雨傘上， And on the ships at sea. 又落在航行海上的船只。

Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.

SHE walks in beauty like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skiesAnd all that's best of dark and brightMeets in her aspect and her eyes;Thus mellow'd to that tender light 5Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.