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发帖数: 3714 | 1 Work without Hope
composed in 1825
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.1772-1834
ALL Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair
The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing
And Winter, slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!
And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Yet well I ken the banks where amaranths blow,
Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow.
Bloom, O ye amaranths! bloom for whom ye may, | v*******e
发帖数: 3714 | 2 thanks Dotann. you are always the first one.
I have a question for you: which poet do you like better, Wordsworth or
Coleridge? Please provide a few reasons for your answer as well. :) | v*******e
发帖数: 3714 | 3 引用一句话“入佛道易，入魔道难。”我觉得这两人wordsworth好象是前者，
coleridge好象是后者。看了一个电影把coleridge的诗中幻觉
形象化，有点意思，但他总是给我努力进入魔道而未得其门而入的感觉。。
blank verse我不是很懂，是不是就是不入先人韵律的新法都叫这名字？
请dot老师指教。。 |
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