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(reminder: all quotes here are fiddled, probably.)
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The twelve peers have remained in Spain, / They have twenty housand Franks in their company; / They are not afraid, nor do they fear death.
Fair king, my lord, you have granted me a great boon. / Pray select for me twelve of your barons / And I shall fight against the twelve companions.
Labels: classics
Girls dress to please themselves; smartness can never / Be wrong; it makes no odds whom they pursue.
There's pleasure also in self-satisfaction; / Their beauty always warms the hearts of girls. / In silent pride of beauty struts the peacock / And for the praise of men its plumes unfurls.
No snakes are burst by Marsian incantations, / Nor does a river to its source flow back, / And even though no bronze is banged and beaten, / The moon will not shaken from her track.
Your first thought, girls, should be for your behaviour; / A face will please when character is fine. / Love lasts for character: age ruins beauty / And looks that charmed are ploughed with many a line. /
The time will come when you will loathe your mirror / And grief a second cause of wrinkles sends. / Goodness suffices and endures for ever; / On this throughout its years true love depends.
Great rivers are reduced by many channels; / When fuel is dispersed the flame will die. / One anchor's not enough to hold a warship, / One hook is not enough when water's high.
Labels: classics
Fuss as you will, there's charm in joys forbidden; / Unless she says `I'm frightened', she'no fun.
But every holy thing brash death profanes; / There's nothing that his murky clutches spare.
It's easy beating one who wants to lose; / Just say 'Not guity'---they're the words to use. / With those two words there's victory to be had, / So win the judge, although the case is bad.
Labels: classics
------我在枯寂的小徑上徜徉.
荒涼的冬日忽現春光------
花草的芬芳, 令人沉醉,
流水的聲音, 如是悠揚.
悵釣魚人去， 射虎人遙， 屠狗人無。
半醉新月溫柔 醉柳倚月影嬌也羞[1]
今宵願陪君 步月並同飲[2]
醇酒 濃酒 (乘酒 擕手)
送上千萬溫柔 送上春盡解心裡秋[3]
香香是蠻腰[4] 夜夜是良宵
漫漫長夜未深透 請逗留
君心倘要日夕與共
解語花願意奉從
倘若君不過順道過路 (倘有君)
秋波甜言仍奉送
人生如一夢 難計何去從
盡賀這晚相逢 (莫負這晚相逢)
真痴假情 亦是一樣笑容
溫軟酥膊 輕扣君膊 免君凍[11]
送上風月風流 笑語中為君添美酒
輕風蕩簾鉤[12] 豔目略含羞[13]
垂首 回首
啦啦啦啦····任何一天都可以見面，唯有星期天我需要睡眠。
一個星期有六天，星期一二三四星期五六都可以，
一個星期有六天，每一天都可以陪你遊玩和談天。
只要你喜歡那一天，是雨天是晴天，天天我都是方便，
但千萬別在星期天，因為在星期天，我要休息和睡眠。
任何一天都隨你方便，唯有星期天我不能相見，
任何一天都可以見面，唯有星期天我需要睡眠。
哦你要吻我可在昨天，在明天，在後天，我歡迎你過來。
哦你要吻我可在晴天，在陰天，在雨天，我一樣要招待。
哦你要吻我可在熱天，在冷天，在寒天，我也使你開懷。
我拒絕拒絕在這今天，這今天，是星期，我一個都不睬。
一週七天，六天你可來。袛有星期天，我卻不招待。
落花飄零，墮落在塵埃；袛有星期天，逍遙又自在！
你要來最好星期一，星期一，星期一，那天對我最合宜。
也可以選在星期二，星期二，星期二，那天我也很樂意。
你或者選個星期三，星期四，星期五，星期六都沒關係。
可就是別在星期天，星期天，星期天，因為那天我休息。
你來作客，我會招待你，但是星期天，提也不用提。
其餘六天，我都歡迎你，但在星期天，我可要休息。
你要來可在涼快天，大熱天，下雨天，無論哪天都可以。
你或者挑個陰暗天，艷陽天，風雪天，難道我會拒絕你。
假如你挑個倒霉天，反常天，古怪天，我也不會太驚奇。
可就是別在星期天，星期天，星期天，讓我稍稍喘口氣。
Labels: song
Labels: song
人生在世，豈不像服兵役？人的歲月，豈不像傭工的時日？ 有如奴工切望陰涼，傭工期待工資： 這樣，我也只有承受失意的歲月，承受為我註定的苦痛長夜。 我臥下時說：「幾時天亮？」起來時說：「黑夜何時才到？」 我整夜輾轉反側，直到天亮。 歲月流逝，速於織梭，也因無望而中斷。 請記念我：生命無非像一口氣，我的雙眼再也見不到幸福。
Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We've got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
This was more or less Constance Chatterley's position. The war had brought the roof down over her head. And she had realized that one must live and learn.
大天蒼蒼兮，大地茫茫。
人各有志兮，何可思量。
狐神鼠聖兮，薄社依牆。
雷霆一發兮，其孰敢當。
荷真人兮信義長。
令骨肉兮還故鄉。
齊言慚愧兮何時忘。
(雜劇：願言配德兮何時忘。)
Wide the earth and grey the sky,
Who can hear a distant cry?
The fox lies snugly in his lair,
But thunderbolts can reach him there.
A true man, who upholds the right,
Restored my daughter to my sight.
Such a service how can we requite?
Beneath the blue and boundless sky
Within the vast encircling sea
Who can predict what any man
Will in the end turn out to be?
Snug in their holes like mice and rats
The wicked may feel free from care
But when the Avenger finds them out
His lightning strikes them even there
Good friend, because you kept your word
Our dear one's with us here today
This kindness nothing can repay
上天配合兮，生死有途。
彼不當婦兮，此不當夫。
腹心煩苦兮，涇水之隅。
風霜滿鬢兮，雨雪霑襦。
賴明公兮引素書。
令骨肉兮家如初。
永言珍重兮無時無。
Life and death are fixed by fate,
Our princess found a worthless mate.
By River Jing she had to go,
In wind and frost, in rain and snow.
This gentleman her letter bore,
Then we restored her to this shore.
This we'll remember ever more!
Good marriages are made in heaven
But hers was not to be for life
We meant well, but the one she wed
Was no fit match for such a wife
On the bleak northern riverside
In loneliness she nursed her pain
Chilled by each passing wind that blew
Or soaked and shivering in the rain
But now our dear one, thanks to you,
Is with us as she was before
We'll bless you for this evermore
碧雲悠悠兮，涇水東流。
傷美人兮，雨泣花愁。
尺書遠達兮，以解君憂。
哀冤果雪兮，還處其休。
荷和雅兮感甘羞，
山家寂寞兮難久留。
欲將辭去兮悲綢繆。
Like a blossom in the rain,
The princess longed for home in vain,
I brought back tidings of her plight,
And all her wrongs were soon set right,
Now we feast, but soon must part,
For home again I needs must start.
Bitter longing fills my heart!
前天, 倫敦一位傳媒朋友問我, "What comes next?" 我說當年哲學家 AJ Ayer 經典著作 Language, Truth and Logic 剛出版, ..... Elisabeth Pakenhelm 問艾爾下一步是甚麼? 艾爾眼睛一亮回答說: "There is no next. Philosophy has come to an end. Finished."
泰晤士報不再是泰晤士報了.
一九七三年英國石油存量大跌, 一位讀者寫了一行字的信進言儲君查理斯取個公主: "Sir, can't an Arab princess be found for the Prince of Wales?"
猶如預告破曉的五月微風吹起， 完全滲透了草味和花氣， 散發出芳香； 我覺到一絲這樣的微風打在我額部正中， 還覺到翅膀搧動， 使得這風聞著有天香。
我聽見說:「這樣的人有福了，他們蒙受如此洪恩啟迪， 使得對美味的愛好在他們心中不激起太大的食慾， 他們感到飢餓的，總是正義!」(飢渴慕義)
And as the breeze in May --- first messenger || of whitening dawn --- is moved in fragrant waves, || pregnant with grasses, greenery and flowers,
so here I sensed, mid-brow, wind touching me, || and sensed the moving feathers of a wing || that brought ambrosial senses to the air,
and made me sense the words: `The truly blessed || are lit with so much grace that in their hearts || a love of food fumes forth no false desire,
esruent always for the good and true.'
And just as, when she announces the dawn, || The May breeze stirs and brings her scent, || All saturated by the grass and flowers;
so I felt a wind on my forehead, || And was conscious of the movement of the wing || Which made me feel a breath of ambrosia.
And I heard a voice: `Blessed are those whom grace || Has enlightened that the appetite || Does not inflame desire excessively
But lets them always hunger as much as is just.'
街的左手只有一所屋子，聖迦西安大堂的飛扶壁穿 過屋子的圍牆，直立在又小又窄的園子裡，叫你看了想不透到底是先有 大堂呢，還是先有那年深月久，變成暗黃色的屋子。
可是考古家把屋子 的外表，門上的環洞，窗的形狀和裝飾花紋細看之下，就會發覺屋子和 巍峨宏偉的大堂不但相連，當初原是一體。
大教堂經過悠長的歲月，顏色蒼黑，佈滿裂痕， 又是冷又是潮濕，長著青苔和高高的野草。
屋子坐落在大堂北面，經常 罩在大堂的陰影之下，從早到晚靜到極點，只有鐘聲，從教堂裡透出來 做日課的聲音，或是棲宿在鐘樓頂上紅腳烏鴉的聒噪聲，偶爾衝破 四周的岑寂。
雲淡風輕．若即若離
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