七年级英语诗歌.docxVIP

课件 Fame Is a Bee ---- Emily Dickinson Fame is a bee. It has a song. It has a sting. Oh, it has a wing, too. 名声是一只蜜蜂, 它有一首歌, 它有一根刺, 哦,它也有翅膀! (名声就想蜜蜂一样,要出名就要像蜜蜂那样辛勤地劳动,而蜜蜂劳动是会发出嗡嗡的唱歌声;名声有时会给人带来烦恼,就像蜜蜂的刺有时候会叮人;名声也像蜜蜂一样有翅膀,总有一天会离我们而去.) Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own? The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, 60Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe, Like witherd leaves, to quicken a new birth; And, by the incant