The Selling of a Soul   A poet struggling with the world‘s condition, Prostitution of talents and the bondage With which the bulk of men have been deceived, I am ...

Herry Wadsworth Longfellow/ Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers And things are not what they seem.   Life is r...

感恩节英语作文：老师像四季 A Teacher for All Seasons A teacher is like Spring, Who nurtures new green sprouts, Encourages and leads them, Whenever they have doubts. A teacher is...

To whom I owe the leaping delight That quickens my senses in our waking-time And the rhythm that governs the repose of our sleeping-time, the breathing in unison. Of lovers whose b...

The Hollow Men Mistah Kurtz-he dead. A penny for the Old Guy <I> We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried v...

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...

Lamp of Love Light, oh where is the light? Kindle it with the burning fire of desire! There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame---is such thy fate, my heart? Ah, death we...

THE MOON AT THE FORTIFIED PASS Li Bai The bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven In an infinite haze of cloud and sea, And the wind, that has come a thousand miles, ...

SPRING Thomas Nash Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year‘s pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing, Cuckoo...

Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never. Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and...