湖边的英文角

MotherMachree 慈母颂
——爱尔兰古民谣​

There’s a spot in my heart
which no colleen may own;
There’s a depth in my soul
never sounded or known;
在我心中有那么一隅，
任何少女也不能占据。
它埋在我灵魂的深处，
我从不声张从不表露。​

There’s a place in my memory
my life that you fill;
No other can take it
no one ever will;
在我的记忆里，
生活充满着你。
别人不能替代，
永远也无例外。​

Every sorrow or care
in the dear days gone by;
Was made bright by the light
of the smile in your eye;
逝去的欢乐日子里，
也曾有烦恼和忧伤。
但你眸中微笑的光，
总可以把一切照亮。​

Like a candle that’s set
in a window at night;
Your fond love has cheered me
and guided me right;
宛如一支点燃的蜡烛，
茫茫黑夜中透过窗户。
你温柔的爱鼓舞着我，
指引我走上正确道路。​

Sure I love the dear silver
that shines in your hair;
And the brow that’s all furrowed
and wrinkled with care;
我爱你美丽的头髪，
闪烁着熠熠的银光。
我爱你额上的皱纹，
刻满了岁月的沧桑。​

I kiss the dear fingers
so toil warm for me;
Oh! God bless you and
keep you, mother machree!
我吻你优美的双手，
为我辛劳暖我心房。
愿主保佑与你同在，
慈母啊，我的亲娘！

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What rules the World?​

--BY William Ross Wallace. (1819–1881)​
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They say that man is mighty,​

He governs land and sea;​

He wields a mighty scepter​

O’er lesser powers that be;​

But a mightier power and stronger,​

Man from his throne has hurled,​

And the hand that rocks the cradle​

Is the hand that rules the world​

什么支配着世界?​

——威廉·罗斯·华莱斯​

都说人力无穷​

支配着陆地与大海​

行使着至高无上的王权​

统治着弱小的生灵​

然而还有更强大的力量​

将人从宝座上掀起​

是那双轻推着摇篮的手​

主宰着整个世界​