空心人分析.pptVIP

by T. S. Eliot Page ? * We are the hollow menWe are the stuffed menLeaning togetherHeadpiece filled with straw. Alas!Our dried voices, whenWe whisper togetherAre quiet and meaninglessAs wind in dry grassOr rats feet over broken glassIn our dry cellar我们是空心人我们是填塞起来的人彼此倚靠着头颅装满了稻草。可叹啊！我们干枯的嗓音，在我们说悄悄话时寂静而无意义像干草地中的风或碎玻璃堆上的老鼠脚在我们那干燥的地窖里 Page ? * Shape without form, shade without colour,Paralysed force, gesture without motion;有态而无形，有影而无色麻木了的力度，没有动作的手势； Those who have crossedWith direct eyes, to deaths other KingdomRemember us -- if at all -- not as lostViolent souls, but only