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I wanderd lonely as a cloudI WANDERD lonely as a cloudBy William WordsworthI wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high oer 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. Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the Milky Way,They stretchd in never-ending lineAlong the margin of a bay:Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but theyOut-did the sparkling waves in glee:A poet could not but be gay,In such a jocund company:I gazed - and gazed - but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils. To the cuckoo*O blithe new-comer! I have heard,?I hear thee and rejoice.?O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,Or? but a wandering Voice?While I am lying on the grassThy twofold shout I hear;From hill to hill it seems to passAt once far off, and near.*Though babbling only to the Vale,Of sunshine and of flowers,Thou bringest unto me a taleOf visionary hours.*Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!Even ye thou art to meNo bird, but an invisible thing,A voice a mystery;The same whom in my schoolboy days I listened to; that Cry Which made me look a thousand ways In bush, and tree, and sky.*To seek thee did I often roveThrough woods and on the green;And thou wert still a hope, a love;Still longed for, never seen.*And I can listen to thee yet;Can lie upon the plainAnd listen, till I do begetThat golden time again。O blessed Bird! the earth we paceAgain appears to beAn unsubstantial, faery place;That is fit home for thee!致杜鵑歡樂的新客啊！我已聽到了你的叫聲和歡喜。杜鵑啊！該稱你為鳥兒，或只是飄揚的音波呢？此刻我正躺臥綠野上，靜聽你呼喚的聲音這聲響從山崗越過山崗，忽遠忽近。你只向山谷咕咕傾訴，詠嘆陽光和花兒，這歌聲卻彷彿在向我述說如夢年華的故事。春天的驕子！歡迎你歡迎至今，我仍覺得你不是鳥兒，而是無形的精靈是音波，是一團神秘。與童年時期聽見的一模一樣：那時，你的啼叫聲總使我向樹叢、林木、天空百遍千遍探看不已。為了尋覓你我多次遊蕩，越過林間和草地。你是希望，你是愛被渴求，卻看不見。今天，我仰臥在草原上，靜聽妳的樂音，直到我心底悠悠再現往昔的黃金歲月。吉祥的鳥兒啊！這在我們腳下的沃野大地，如今彷彿又成了夢幻仙境，正適合給你居住。Sonnet 18William ShakespeareShall I compare thee to a summers day?Thou art more lovely and moretemperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summers lease hath all too short a date:Sometime too hot the eye of the heaven shinesAnd often is his gold complexion dimmed;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance or natures changing course untrimmed;But thy eternal summer shall not fade,Nor lose possession of that fair thou owst;Nor shall death brag thou wanderst in his shade,When in eternal lines to time thou growst:So long as a man can breathe, or eyes can see,So long lives this, and this gives live to thee.我該把你比擬做夏天嗎？ 你比夏天更可愛，更溫婉：狂風會把五月的嬌蕊吹落