高唱

When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon my self and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least, Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state,(Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate, For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

当我受尽命运和人们的白眼，暗暗地哀悼自己的身世飘零，徒用呼吁去干扰聋瞶的昊天，顾盼着身影，诅咒自己的生辰，愿我和另一个一样富于希望，面貌相似，又和他一样广交游，希求这人的渊博，那人的内行，最赏心的乐事觉得最不对头；可是，当我正要这样看轻自己，忽然想起了你，于是我的精神，便象云雀破晓从阴霾的大地振翮上升，高唱着圣歌在天门：一想起你的爱使我那么富有，和帝王换位我也不屑于屈就。

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deal heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

当我受尽命运和人们的白眼，暗暗地哀悼自己的身世飘零，徒用呼吁去干扰聋瞆的昊天，顾盼着身影，诅咒自己的生辰，愿我和另一个一样富于希望，面貌相似，又和他一样广交游，希求这人的渊博，那人的内行，最赏心的乐事觉得最不对头；可是，当我正要这样看轻自己，忽然想起了你，于是我的精神，便像云雀破晓从阴霾的大地振翮上升，高唱着圣歌在天门：一想起你的爱使我那么富有，和帝王换位我也不屑于屈就。

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,I all alone beweep my outcast stateAnd trouble deal heaven with my bootless criesAnd look upon myself and curse my fate,Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,With what I most enjoy contented least;Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,Haply I think on thee, and then my state,Like to the lark at break of day arisingFrom sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

当我受尽命运和人们的白眼，暗暗地哀悼自己的身世飘零，徒用呼吁去干扰聋瞆的昊天，顾盼着身影，诅咒自己的生辰，愿我和另一个一样富于希望，面貌相似，又和他一样广交游，希求这人的渊博，那人的内行，最赏心的乐事觉得最不对头；可是，当我正要这样看轻自己，忽然想起了你，于是我的精神，便像云雀破晓从阴霾的大地振翮上升，高唱着圣歌在天门：一想起你的爱使我那么富有，和帝王换位我也不屑于屈就。

And the talk, the wonderful talk flowed on—or was it speech entirely, or did it pass at times into song—chanty of the sailors weighing the dripping anchor, sonorous hum of the shrouds in a tearing North-Easter, ballad of the fisherman hauling his nets at sundown against an apricot sky, chords of guitar and mandoline from gondola or caique?

它究竟是说话，还是时而变成了歌唱，变成水手们起锚时高唱的号子，帆索在呼啸的东北风里的嗡嗡低吟，日落时澄黄色的天空下渔人拉网的歌谣，游艇或帆船上弹奏吉他或曼陀林的琴音？

To Tennessee and Kentucky, to the Carolinas and Georgia to sing theirs

到田纳西、肯塔基，到卡罗来纳和佐治亚，去把它们的歌曲高唱

I used to chant the statements and phrases other than the words of power in a similar way.

以前我曾高唱报表和短语以外的话，功率在一个类似的方法。

It's cadre of small coatimundi, who've lost track of time, and think today's Sunday, mistaking church steps for the base of our stairs....(where they're singing their hymns, and all saying their prayers).

它们记不清楚时间，于是把今天当成了星期天，还把我们家的楼梯当成了教堂唱诗班站的台阶，所以正高唱着它们的赞美诗，在做祷告呢！

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed.

从到了这一天，上帝的所有孩子都能以新的含义高唱这首歌

During the war, women's literature presents plural existence; Found the state the next 17 years, while singing loudly era song, women consciousness desalinize.

战争期间，女性文学呈多元存在；建国后十七年，在高唱时代颂歌的同时，女性意识淡化。

During the war, womens literature presents plural existence; Found the state the next 17 years, while singing loudly era song, women consciousness desalinize.

战争期间，女性文学呈多元存在；建国后十七年，在高唱时代颂歌的同时，女性意识淡化。

What are your goals and strategies for growth?

你的成长目标和策略是什么？

And unto the angel of the church in Sardis write; These things saith he that hath the seven irits of God, and the seven star I know thy works, that thou hast a name that thou livest, and art dead.

3：1 你要写信给撒狄教会的使者，说，那有神的七灵和七星的，说，我知道你的行为，按名你是活的，其实是死的。