经典外国英文诗歌：生之赞歌

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经典外国英文诗歌：生之赞歌

　　Tell me not in mournful numbers,
/ q' ]) O7 Q: Z/ P+ [8 K　　Life is but an empty dream!
# [: ?) m. Q1 y5 t　　for the soul is dead that slumbers,
　　And things are not what they seem.
- ~8 b9 T5 E/ _7 t　　Life is real! Life is earnest!
" Z( U: {& o& B3 I* \+ Z5 W# _　　And the grave is not its goal;
' x0 g. o+ Y& s* [4 r, k+ ~　　Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
　　Was not spoken of the soul.
% P. e! V0 b, y' D　　Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
' I" S7 H: P# `( j+ h　　Is our destined end or way;
　　But to act, that each to-morrow
　　Find us farther than to-day.
　　Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
　　And our hearts, though stout and brave,
　　Still, like muffled drums, are beating
　　Fneral marches to the grave.
8 L  O+ q1 h. k/ b* v: A, i+ }　　In the world's broad field of battle,
! w) N' Q' T5 ]: f  m　　In the bivouac of Life,
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　　Be not like dumb, driven cattlt!
　　Be a hero in the strife!
3 W3 O9 y( e/ z4 y　　Thrust no future,howe'er pleasant!
% O+ b' k. L! ?8 V1 A　　Let the dead Past bury its dead!
& e0 J3 c2 m/ ~# J1 ^4 S& Z% X　　Act-act in the living Present!
. F% Z4 S; P9 }  G0 e, @　　Heart within, and God o'erhead!
　　Lives of great men all remind us
3 B. [. I* m7 d0 a0 ]　　We can make our lives sublime,
　　And , departing , leave behind us
1 j4 k" r+ L! I　　Footprints on the sands of time;
7 B( y/ v$ W3 k/ R　　Footprints that perhaps another,
3 K2 Y8 M  Q! _) l* e& f　　Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
　　A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
　　Seeing, shall take heart again.
3 g: X: P& i* i/ X. N　　Let us , then, be up and doing,
1 b7 ~6 T7 t7 X. _+ x5 \　　With a heart for any face;
　　Still achieving, still pursuing,
　　Learn to labour and to wait.
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