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大学生英文诗歌朗诵稿篇1
The Slave Mother
by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Heard you that shriek? It rose
So wildly on the air，
It seemed as if a burden'd heart
Was breaking in despair.
Saw you those hands so sadly clasped——
The bowed and feeble head——
The shuddering of that fragile form——
That look of grief and dread?
Saw you the sad， imploring eye?
Its every glance was pain，
As if a storm of agony
Were sweeping through the brain.
She is a mother pale with fear，
Her boy clings to her side，
And in her kirtle vainly tries
His trembling form to hide.
He is not hers， although she bore
For him a mother's pains;
He is not hers， although her blood
Is coursing through his veins!
He is not hers， for cruel hands
May rudely tear apart
The only wreath of household love
That binds her breaking heart.
His love has been a joyous light
That o'er her pathway smiled，
A fountain gushing ever new，
Amid life's desert wild.
His lightest word has been a tone
Of music round her heart，
Their lives a streamlet blent in one——
Oh， Father! must they part?
They tear him from her circling arms，
Her last and fond embrace.
Oh! never more may her sad eyes
Gaze on his mournful face.
No marvel， then， these bitter shrieks
Disturb the listening air：
She is a mother， and her heart
Is breaking in despair.
大学生英文诗歌朗诵稿篇2
The Slave's Complaint
by George Moses Horton
Am I sadly cast aside，
On misfortune's rugged tide?
Will the world my pains deride
Forever?
Must I dwell in Slavery's night，
And all pleasure take its flight，
Far beyond my feeble sight，
Forever?
Worst of all， must hope grow dim，
And withhold her cheering beam?
Rather let me sleep and dream
Forever!
Something still my heart surveys，
Groping through this dreary maze;
Is it Hope?——they burn and blaze
Forever!
Leave me not a wretch confined，
Altogether lame and blind——
Unto gross despair consigned，
Forever!
Heaven! in whom can I confide?
Canst thou not for all provide?
Condescend to be my guide
Forever：
And when this transient life shall end，
Oh， may some kind， eternal friend
Bid me from servitude ascend，
Forever!
大学生英文诗歌朗诵稿篇3
The Snow Storm
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky，
Arrives the snow， and， driving o'er the fields，
Seems nowhere to alight： the whited air
Hides hills and woods， the river， and the heaven，
And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.
The sled and traveler stopped， the courier's feet
Delayed， all friends shut out， the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace， enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Come see the north wind's masonry.
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile， the fierce artificer
Curves his white bastions with projected roof
Round every windward stake， or tree， or door.
Speeding， the myriad-handed， his wild work
So fanciful， so savage， nought cares he
For number or proportion. Mockingly，
On coop or kennel he hangs Parian wreaths;
A swan-like form invests the hidden thorn;
Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall，
Maugre the farmer's sighs; and， at the gate，
A tapering turret overtops the work.
And when his hours are numbered， and the world
Is all his own， retiring， as he were not，
Leaves， when the sun appears， astonished Art
To mimic in slow structures， stone by stone，
Built in an age， the mad wind's night-work，
The frolic architecture of the snow.
大学生英文诗歌朗诵稿篇4
The Snowfall Is So Silent
by Miguel de Unamuno (Translated by Robert Bly)
The snowfall is so silent，
so slow，
bit by bit， with delicacy
it settles down on the earth
and covers over the fields.
The silent snow comes down
white and weightless;
snowfall makes no noise，
falls as forgetting falls，
flake after flake.
It covers the fields gently
while frost attacks them
with its sudden flashes of white;
covers everything with its pure
and silent covering;
not one thing on the ground
anywhere escapes it.
And wherever it falls it stays，
content and gay，
for snow does not slip off
as rain does，
but it stays and sinks in.
The flakes are skyflowers，
pale lilies from the clouds，
that wither on earth.
They come down blossoming
but then so quickly
they are gone;
they bloom only on the peak，
above the mountains，
and make the earth feel heavier
when they die inside.
Snow， delicate snow，
that falls with such lightness
on the head，
on the feelings，
come and cover over the sadness
that lies always in my reason.
