喔天ㄚ,老师有1首不在讲义中的诗我们忘记翻译了(老师很多材料都不 在讲义中 = =) 这首诗 Holy Thursday: 'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean 这首也是 Robert Frost 的 (他还有 另外一首也叫做 Holy Thursday = =) 急於时间的关系,我们没有时间在翻译了,请原谅我这个组头的疏忽, 呜, 感谢白目守护者的提醒,我真的完全忘记了 呜 Holy Thursday: 'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean From Songs of Experience 1784 'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, The children walking two and two, in red and blue and green, Grey-headed beadles (执事) walk'd before, with wands as white as snow, Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames' waters flow. O what a multitude they seem'd, these flowers of London town! Seated in companies they sit with radiance all their own. The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs, Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands. Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song, Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of Heaven among. Beneath them sit the aged men, wise guardians of the poor; Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door. 这个是一个我赶快写的白化版 On Holy Thursday (Ascension Day), the clean-scrubbed charity-school children of London flow like a river toward St. Paul's Cathedral. Dressed in bright colors they march double-file,supervised by "gray headed beadles." Seated in the cathedral, the children form a vast and radiant multitude. They remind the speaker of a company of lambs sitting by the thousands and "raising their innocent hands" in prayer. Then they begin to sing, sounding like "a mighty wind" or "harmonious thunderings," while their guardians, "the aged men," stand by. The speaker, moved by the pathos of the vision of the children in church, urges the reader to remember that such urchins as these are actually angels of God. 请大家赶快看一看,真是很不好意思 ... --

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