不列颠之味 Taste of Britain

待我成尘时，你将见我微笑

Do Not Call Me, Father.Russian poem from 1942(Son to Father…)Do not call me, father. Do not seek me.Do not call me. Do not wish me back.We’re on a route unchartered, fire and blood erase our track.On we fly on wings of thunder, never more to sheathe our swords.All of us in battle fallen – not to be brought back by words.Will there be a rendezvous? I know not. I only know we still must fight.We are sand grains in infinity, never to meet, nevermore see light.(Father to son…)Farewell then my son. Farewell then my conscience.Farewell my youth, my solace, my one and my only.Let this farewell be the end of the story,A solitude vast in which none is more lonely,In which you remained barred forever and everFrom light, from air, with your death pains untold.Untold and unsoothed, never to be resurrected.Forever and ever an 18 year old.Farewell then.No trains ever come from those regions,Unscheduled or scheduled.No aeroplanes fly there.Farewell then my son,For no miracles happen, as in this worldDreams do not come true.Farewell.I will dream of you still as a baby,Treading the earth with little strong toes,The earth where already so many lie buried.This song to my son, then, is come to its close.

漫谈电影之 The Pursuit of Happyness

"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness."     ---US Declaration of Independence 

Weight：漫漫长路上的负重前行

WeightBY JACQUELINE WOODSONWhen I was a kid, there was this song that played on the radio all the time. It talked about a road that was long and a brother who had to be carried on it. The singer said the brother wasn’t heavy. That he was, simply, his brother. And that line repeated again and again—He ain’t heavy. He’s my brother. And something about the way the singer’s voice hugged these words, proclaimed them to the world, caught in the back of my throat. Making it hard to move. To swallow. I didn’t know then—at nine, ten, eleven—that this was love. That this was community. That this was about a greater good. If the road is long, it doesn’t matter what you weigh—I will carry you.As a child, I loved the stories inside of songs. And the poetry. I loved how the music existed as air and water around the words—an energy to help them move deeper and more beautifully into our minds—and from there, our memories.The road has been long. As I sit down to write this, I am so grateful for each of you on it with me. As I read through the selections in this journal, I am carried back to that place in my childhood—where words stopped me, made me have to remember how to swallow, said Don’t forget to breathe.And now—here we all are—at this moment, past the many we’ve lost who weren’t able to breathe into this new day. Past the beginnings of a revolution that is now a movement we have chosen to walk beside, to raise our fists up into. Past a country that feels like it’s losing its mind. Past a moment before we had to remember to grab our masks when we grabbed our wallets and keys. And still—ahead of us, the road keeps winding into a place we cannot yet see.So on we go.

雪夜林边小驻：Stopping by woods on a snowy evening

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy EveningBY ROBERT FROSTWhose woods these are I think I know.   His house is in the village though;   He will not see me stopping here   To watch his woods fill up with snow.    My little horse must think it queer   To stop without a farmhouse near   Between the woods and frozen lake   The darkest evening of the year.    He gives his harness bells a shake   To ask if there is some mistake.   The only other sound’s the sweep   Of easy wind and downy flake.    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   But I have promises to keep,   And miles to go before I sleep,   And miles to go before I sleep.

当人生不能重来，我们该如何选择：The Road Not Taken

本期我们欣赏的这首诗相信大家都不陌生，它同时也是西方最脍炙人口的诗作之一，由美国国宝级诗人Robert Frost在1961年写下：The Road Not Taken/未选择的路（中译）。这首诗是Frost最广为人知的作品，同样也是被误读最严重的作品，究竟是怎么回事，一起来听听看吧～The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROSTTwo roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally layIn leaves no step had trodden black.Oh, I kept the first for another day!Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: 拜伦的旅游分享帖

本期我们欣赏的这首短诗出自拜伦的长篇抒情诗《公子哈尔德游记》。这部长诗和拜伦的另一部作品《唐璜》可以说是拜伦留下的最经典的两部巨作了。就此，我们的文豪仰望系列之拜伦到这期就结束了。ShinJam又要开始绞尽脑汁想下一个专题来说哪位了，当然如果你有感兴趣的诗人欢迎在评论区为ta打call！     Childe Harold's Pilgrimage     George Gordon Byron（1788-1824）    There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,   There is a rapture on the lonely shore,   There is society where none intrudes,   By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:   I love not Man the less, but Nature more,   From these our interviews, in which I steal   From all I may be, or have been before,   To mingle with the Universe, and feel   What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.

朝花夕拾系列之拜伦

在每位文豪专题结束的时候，ShinJam会像这样奉上彩蛋视频，将该作家的一些金句（quotes）整理成MV的形式来让大家和他告别。因为分给每位作家的剧集有限，导致许多优秀的作品没办法拿出来分享，这其中的一些便放进视频里了，希望也能令大家在观看时更有新鲜感。

Fear no more the heat o' the sun: 莎翁的生死观

死亡一直都是哲学，宗教，文学自古以来喜欢探讨并且总也避不开的话题。通过一个人对死亡的看法，基本上能了解到他大致的人生观。这首诗就是一个了解莎翁生死观的nice chance。令人没想到的是，在死亡这件事上，莎士比亚竟然和庄子的想法如此相似。Song: “Fear no more the heat o’ the sun” BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE(from Cymbeline)Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, Nor the furious winter’s rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o’ the great; Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The scepter, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning flash, Nor the all-dreaded thunder stone; Fear not slander, censure rash; Thou hast finished joy and moan: All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee, and come to dust. No exorciser harm thee! Nor no witchcraft charm thee! Ghost unlaid forbear thee! Nothing ill come near thee! Quiet consummation have; And renownèd be thy grave!

Funeral Blues

Funeral BluesBY W. H. AudenStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from bang with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on the sky the message ‘He is Dead’.Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.He was my North, my South, my East and West,My wong week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Still I Rise

Goodbye Stephen Hawking and Farewell to a beautiful mind

Writing years later on his website, Professor Hawking said: “I have had motor neurone disease for practically all my adult life. Yet it has not prevented me from having a very attractive family and being successful in my work. I have been lucky that my condition has progressed more slowly than is often the case. But it shows that one need not lose hope.” At a conference In Cambridge held in celebration of his 75th birthday in 2017, Professor Hawking said “It has been a glorious time to be alive and doing research into theoretical physics. Our picture of the Universe has changed a great deal in the last 50 years, and I’m happy if I’ve made a small contribution.” And he said he wanted others to feel the passion he has for understanding the universal laws that govern us all. “I want to share my excitement and enthusiasm about this quest. So remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious, and however difficult life may seem, there is always something you can do, and succeed at. It matters that you don’t just give up.”

Hello 2018, 别了 2017

The YearElla Wheeler Wilcox - 1850-1919What can be said in New Year rhymes,That's not been said a thousand times?The new years come, the old years go,We know we dream, we dream we know.We rise up laughing with the light,We lie down weeping with the night.We hug the world until it stings,We curse it then and sigh for wings.We live, we love, we woo, we wed,We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,And that's the burden of the year.

英剧安利：那位神秘博士

Lord Byron: She Walks in Beauty 她走在美的光影里

修炼成鸽子精的ShinJam终于更新了！时隔这么久才推出拜伦系列的第二集实在对不起各位听友，让你们久等啦。这一期我们来讲拜伦的又一经典之作《她走在美的光影里》。小声说：“拜伦你一直盯着表哥的老婆看真的好吗。。。”She Walks in BeautyBY Lord ByronShe walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!

分手必读：Lord Byron--When we two parted

When We Two Parted by Lord Byron In silence and tearsHalf broken-heartedTo sever for years,Pale grew thy cheek and cold,Colder thy kiss;Truly that hour foretoldSorrow to this.The dew of the morning    Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like the warning   Of what I feel now.Thy vows are all broken,   And light is thy fame;I hear thy name spoken,   And share in its shame.They name thee before me,    A knell to mine ear;A shudder comes o'er me—   Why wert thou so dear?They know not I knew thee,    Who knew thee so well—Long, long I shall rue thee,   Too deeply to tell.In secret we met—   In silence I grieve,That thy heart could forget,   Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet thee   After long years,How should I greet thee?—   With silence and tears.

Seven times have I despised my soul：纪伯伦的灵魂拷问

Seven times have I despised my soul: The first time when I saw her being meek that she might attain height. The second time when I saw her limping before the crippled. The third time when she was given to choose between the hard and the easy, and she chose the easy. The fourth time when she committed a wrong, and comforted herself that others also commit wrong. The fifth time when she forbore for weakness, and attributed her patience to strength. The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks. And the seventh time when she sang a song of praise, and deemed it a virtue.

Shakespeare's Sonnet 116: 何为真爱

Shakespeare系列第二弹来啦～在拆解完人生之后，莎翁这次来严肃地给我们讲讲什么是真爱！愿你此生也能真正爱过。

All the world's a stage：世界是个舞台，我们都是龙套

从本期开始，我们会来深度扒一扒那些英国文坛巨匠们的经典之作， 它们到底美在哪，又因何流传至今还被文豪们争相追捧？打开你三年前的假期阅读书单，总能看到这些人的名字和他们的作品。什么？到现在你连第一本昆虫记都没读完？！好吧，其实。。我也是。。。咱们来一起慢慢补上吧～说到英国，有这么一位是总也绕不过去的，全世界的小学生都知道他的名字，“威廉莎士比亚”。那么第一期我们就从他来聊起吧！

My Dear Bessie

The Queen's Christmas Message 2017

Dunkirk

-The enemy tanks I’ve stopped.-why?-WHy waste precious tanks, when you can pick us off from the air, like fish in a barrel? Pick off  transitive verb [pick somebody off, pick off somebody] 单独射杀 SHIVERING SOLDIER (O.S.) You haven’t turned around!Mr. Dawson turns calmly to the Soldier.MR. DAWSON：  No. We have a job to do.SHIVERING SOLDIER Job? This is pleasure yacht! You’re weekend sailors, not the blood navy! A man your age -MR. DAWSON Men my age dictate this war. Why are we allowed to send our children to fight it?SHIVERING SOLDIER YOU SHOULD BE AT HOME!MR. DAWSON There won’t be any home if we allow thus slaughter across the Channel 英吉利海峡. There’s no hiding from this.The Elderly Man handed blanket and teas to the passing soldiers, and keep saying: Well done, lads…well done,,,Alex responsed to him saying: All we did is survive.The man said: That’s enough. In the most famous passage of Churchill's speech, he warned Britain about the possible collapse of France and that, consequently, she would stand alone against Germany and face an invasion. He left the House in no doubt what the resolution would be should that occur: 'We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!'.

Jekyll & Hyde

Sonnet 43. How do I love thee?

Words Words Words---David Crystal

Do not go gentel into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953  Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.  Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.  Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.  Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.  Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.  And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.  Points we learn today: 1. at close of day; at the close of the day 在一天结束的时刻 2. rave (vi) 咆哮 3. rage (against) feel or express violent uncontrollable anger 狂怒: he raged at the futility of it all | [with direct speech] : ‘That's unfair!’ Maggie raged. • continue with great force or intensity: the argument raged for days | the children had to seek shelter while the storm raged. 4. fork (v.) 1 [no object] (especially of a route) divide into two parts: the place where the road forks. • [no object, with adverbial of direction 方向副词] take or constitute one route or the other at the point where a route divides （选择了其中一条继续走下去）: we forked north-west for Rannoch. • Computing split (a process) into two or more independent processes: the attack can only work against a server that forks separate processes to handle client requests. 2 [with object] dig or move (something) with a fork: fork in some compost. 5. frail: adj. (of a person) weak and delicate: his small, frail body; she looked frail and vulnerable. • easily damaged or broken; weak: the balcony is frail ; the country's frail economy. 6. deed: n. chiefly literary an action that is performed intentionally or consciously: doing good deeds. • a brave or noble act: their deeds will live on in song. syn: action, performance 7. blaze verb [no object] burn fiercely or brightly: the fire blazed merrily. • (blaze up) burst into flame: he attacked the fire with poker and tongs until it blazed up. • shine brightly or powerfully: the sun blazed down | figurative : Barbara's eyes were blazing with anger. 8. meteor /ˈmiːtɪɔː/流星 9. gay （dated） light-hearted and carefree 无忧无虑的: Nan had a gay disposition and a very pretty face.

Autumn Song：英国人最喜欢的法国诗

Autumn Song  by Paul Verlaine  When a signing begins In the violins Of the autumn song, My heart is drowned  In the slow sound Languorous and long Pale as with pain, Breath fails me when The hours toll deep. My thoughts recover The days that are over,  And I weep.  And I go, Where the winds know, Broken and brief, To and fro, As the winds blow A dead leaf.

序章：Getting to know me

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