1、英文经典名篇背诵英文版 第四周 第一篇 A Psalm of Life By Herry Wadsworth LongfellowTell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem.Life is real! Life is earnest!And the grave is not its goal;Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,Was not
2、spoken of the soul.Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,Is our destined end or way;But to act, that each tomorrowFind us farther than today.Art is long, and Time is fleeting,And our hearts, though stout and brave,Still, like muffled drums, are beatingFuneral marches to the grave.In the worlds broad field o
3、f battle,In the bivouac of Life,Be not like dumb, driven cattle!Be a hero in the strife!Trust no Future, howeer pleasant!Let the dead Past bury its dead!Act, - act in the living Present!Heart within, and God oerhead!Lives of great men all remind usWe can make our lives sublime,And, departing, leave
4、behind usFootprints on the sand of time;Footprints, that perhaps another,Sailing oer lifes solenm main,A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,Seeing, shall take heart again.Let us then be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.第四周 第二篇 Love You
5、r Life By Henry David Thoreau However mean your life is, meet it and live it ; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant,
6、thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poor-house. The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich mans abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts,
7、 as in a palace. The towns poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any. May be they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving. Most think that they are above being supported by the town; but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest me
8、ans. which should be more disreputable. Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage. Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends, Turn the old, return to them. Things do not change; we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts. 第五周 第一篇 Oh Captain！My Captain！
9、 By Walt Whitman Oh Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done, The ship has weatherd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But Oh heart! heart! heart! Oh the bleeding dro
10、ps of red! Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. Oh Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up -for you the flag is flung -for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbond wreaths-for you the shores crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager fac
11、es turing; Here, Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck Youve fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchord safe and sound, its voyage closed a
12、nd done; From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult, Oh shores! and ring, Oh bells! But I, with mourful tread, Walk the deck my captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. 第五周 第二篇 Youth By Samuel Ullman Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy che
13、eks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exis
14、ts in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back to dust. Whether 60 or 16, there is
15、 in every human beings heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of whats next and the joy of the game of living.In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infi
16、nite, so long are you young. When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80. 第六周 第一篇 The Road Not Taken By
17、 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 claimBecause it was grassy and wanted wear;Th
18、ough 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 marked the first for another day!Yet knowing how way leads on to wayI doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages
19、 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.第六周 第二篇 If I Rest, I Rust By Orisen Marden The significant inscription found on an old key-“If I rest, I rust”-would be an excellent motto for those who are afflicted with the sli
20、ghtest bit of idleness. Even the most industrious person might adopt it with advantage to serve as a reminder that, if one allows his faculties to rest, like the iron in the unused key, they will soon show signs of rust and, ultimately, cannot do the work required of them. Those who would attain the
21、 heights reached and kept by great men must keep their faculties polished by constant use, so that they may unlock the doors of knowledge, the gate that guard the entrances to the professions, to science, art, literature, agriculture-every department of human endeavor. Industry keeps bright the key
22、that opens the treasury of achievement. If Hugh Miller, after toiling all day in a quarry, had devoted his evenings to rest and recreation, he would never have become a famous geologist. The celebrated mathematician, Edmund Stone, would never have published a mathematical dictionary, never have foun
23、d the key to science of mathematics, if he had given his spare moments to idleness, had the little Scotch lad, Ferguson, allowed the busy brain to go to sleep while he tended sheep on the hillside instead of calculating the position of the stars by a string of beads, he would never have become a fam
24、ous astronomer. Labor vanquishes all-not inconstant, spasmodic, or ill-directed labor; but faithful, unremitting, daily effort toward a well-directed purpose. Just as truly as eternal vigilance is the price of liberty, so is eternal industry the price of noble and enduring success. 第七周 第一篇 She Walks
25、 in Beauty By Lord ByronShe walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all thats best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellowed to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impaired the nameles
26、s graceWhich waves in every raven tress,Or softly lightens oer her face;Where thoughts serenely sweet expressHow pure, how dear their dwelling place.And on that cheek, and oer 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
27、at peace with all below,A heart whose love is innocent!第七周 第二篇 Gettysburg Address By Abraham Lincoln Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now, we are engaged i
28、n a great civil war, testing whether that nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It
29、is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note nor
30、long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us-that fr
31、om these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion; that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain; that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom; and that government of the people, by the people, and for the people, shall not perish from the earth. 第八周 第一篇 A Red, Red Rose By Robert Burns O My luves like a red, red rose，Thats newly sprung in June；O my luves like the melodie，Thats sweetly playd in tuneAs fair art thou, my bonnie lass,So deep in luve am I；And I will luv
