Robert Browning(1812–1889) 詩兩首： You'll love Me yet 及 Home Thoughts from Abroad

Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Robert Browning. 1812–1889

719. You'll love Me yet

YOU'LL love me yet!—and I can tarry
Your love's protracted growing:
June rear'd that bunch of flowers you carry,
From seeds of April's sowing.
I plant a heartful now: some seed	5
At least is sure to strike,
And yield—what you'll not pluck indeed,
Not love, but, may be, like.
You'll look at least on love's remains,
A grave 's one violet:	10
Your look?—that pays a thousand pains.
What 's death? You'll love me yet!

Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895.  1895.

Home Thoughts from Abroad

Robert Browning (1812–89)

I OH, to be in England now that April ’s there And whoever wakes in England sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough         5 In England—now!   II And after April, when May follows And the white-throat builds, and all the swallows! Hark, where my blossom’d pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover         10 Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray’s edge— That ’s the wise thrush: he sings each song twice over Lest you should think he never could re-capture The first fine careless rapture! And, though the fields look rough with hoary dew,         15 All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children’s dower, Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!

A Midsummer Night's Dream (1595–6) act 2, sc. 1, l. 10 by William Shakespeare

亭亭的蓮馨花是她的近侍，
黃金的衣上飾著點點斑痣；
那些是仙人們投贈的紅玉，
中藏著一縷縷的芳香馥郁；
我要在這里訪尋几滴露水， 
給每朵花挂上珍珠的耳墜。

(注意中英標點不同；"蓮馨花"在wikipedia的字太多
http://www.millionbook.net/wg/s/shashibiya/zxyz/002.htm

Oxford World's Classics

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Happy Summer Solstice!

'The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.'
- A Midsummer Night's Dream (1595–6) act 2, sc. 1, l. 10 by William Shakespeare

Winston Churchill

温斯顿·丘吉尔（Winston Churchill）不仅是英国伟大的政治家和军事家，同时在文学方面他也获得了极高的成就。1953年，他凭借《第二次世界大战回忆录》一书取得诺贝尔文学奖。评审委员会指出，“通过两次世界大战亲身经历，传承家族的骑士传统，以纯熟的母语对变动的世界作出敏锐反应……精通历史和传记的艺术，以及他那捍卫崇高的人类价值的光辉演说”，因此获得该奖。

William Golding ( 1911-1993；1983年諾貝爾文學獎) 演說詞中，為 Winston Churchill 的獲獎辯護。

A Baby Asleep After Pain By D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). Amores. 1916

Amores may refer to:

In literature:

• Amores (Ovid), the first book by the poet Ovid, published in 5 volumes in 16 BCE.
• Amores (Lucian), a play by Lucian. Also known as Erotes.
• Erotes (mythology), known as Amores by the Romans.
• Amores, a book of poetry by D. H. Lawrence

In music:

• Amores, a piece for percussion group and prepared piano composed by John Cage

Latin[edit]

Noun[edit]

amōrēs

1. nominative plural of amor  "LOVE"
2. accusative plural of amor
3. vocative plural of amor

D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930).  Amores.  1916.

23. A Baby Asleep After Pain

AS a drenched, drowned bee Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower,   So clings to me My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears   And laid against her cheek;         5 Her soft white legs hanging heavily over my arm Swinging heavily to my movements as I walk.   My sleeping baby hangs upon my life, Like a burden she hangs on me.   She has always seemed so light,         10 But now she is wet with tears and numb with pain Even her floating hair sinks heavily,   Reaching downwards; As the wings of a drenched, drowned bee   Are a heaviness, and a weariness.         15

"The Rubaiyat" (1120) by Omar Khayyam

這本翻譯應該可劃入英國文學。

Everyman's Library

'Wake! For the Sun, who scatter'd into flight
The Stars before him from the Field of Night,
Drives Night along with them from Heav'n, and strikes
The Sultan's Turret with a Shaft of Light.'
--from "The Rubaiyat" (1120) by Omar Khayyam

The Middle Ages saw an extraordinary flowering of Persian poetry. Though translations began appearing in Europe in the nineteenth century, these remarkable poets--Omar Khayyam, Rumi, Saadi, Sanai, Attar, Hafiz, and Jami--are still being discovered in the West. The great medieval Persian poets owe much to the mystical Sufi tradition within Islam, which understands life as a journey in search of enlightenment, and, like their European contemporaries, they combine religious and secular themes. While celebrating the beauty of the world in poems about love, wine, and poetry itself, or telling humorous anecdotes of everyday life, they use these subjects to symbolize deeper concerns with wisdom, mortality, salvation, and the quest for God.

Bloomsday, "Ulysses": a book to get lost in

James Joyce1882-1941, Bloomsday, The Cats of Copenhagen

http://hcbooks.blogspot.tw/2012/09/james-joyce.html

The events of James Joyce's novel "Ulysses" took place on June 16th 1904. Every year, "Bloomsday" is celebrated across the world, with activities ranging from dramatisations and unabridged readings of the book to pub crawls and cabarets

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"Ulysses": a book to get lost in

The events of Joyce's novel took place on this day in 1904

ECON.ST

British Museum 新增了 4 張相片。

Today is ‪#‎Bloomsday‬, a celebration of Irish writer James Joyce that takes place both in Dublin and around the world. It celebrates Thursday 16 June 1904, which is the day depicted in Joyce's novel Ulysses, in which Leopold Bloom wanders around Dublin. Artist Richard Hamilton spent 50 years visualising his love of Joyce’s great modernist masterpiece. http://ow.ly/Onogk

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Philip Larkin’s The Trees

Philip Larkin’s The Trees

http://www.bbc.com/culture/story/20151201-a-beautiful-animation-of-philip-larkins-the-trees?

The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.

Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too,
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.

Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

Sit back and enjoy.

A beautiful animation of Philip Larkin’s The Trees

For the 30th anniversary of Philip Larkin’s death, BBC Culture commissioned a special animated video of the poet reading The Trees. Click on the arrow above to watch the video.

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