挽歌

This work is not only an elegy to women's beauty, it also explores the eternal issue of the impossible immortality of man.

这个作品，不仅是女性美丽的挽歌，而且还更深远地提示出人类无法不朽的永恒问题。

The line of demarcation between elegy and supplication is not sharply drawn.

分界线之间的挽歌和祈求不是急剧得出。

This course not only shows how literature moved from practicality to lyricism, but also shows the significance of elegy in the development of literature.

在此过程中既反映了文学如何从实用走向抒情，又借此演变体现出挽歌在文学发展中的意义。

In each quarter of turnstiles at the junction of the Weiyang sing elegy.

在每一个十字转季路口唱起未央的挽歌。

Well, I know that you're in love with him 'cause I saw you dancing in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singing Now, for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singing Helter skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast Landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died?

我知道奶爱上了他因为我看到你们在体育馆里跳舞你们踢掉鞋子老天，我深深感受到节奏与蓝调那时的我是个寂寞的年轻人别着一朵粉红色的康乃馨，有一辆小货车但我明白自己并不走运在音乐死亡的那一天我开始唱着。。。。。。如今十年了，我们全靠自己熬过来了滚动的石头上长满了青苔但，它原来不是这个样子的当弄臣为国王与皇后歌唱穿着向詹姆斯狄恩借来的外套用来自你我的声音当国王低头弄臣偷走了荆棘桂冠法庭当时休会没有任何判决宣判当蓝尼读着马克思主义的书四重奏在公园里排练我们在黑暗中唱着挽歌在音乐死去的那天我们唱着。。。。。。在酷暑中手忙脚乱鸟群飞过辐射尘防护罩高度为八英哩，急速下降错误的降落在草地上球员尝试把球向前传靠着边线上弄臣的帮忙在中场休息时间，空中充满着香味当士官们奏起了进行曲我们都起身准备跳舞但我们始终没有机会因为球员们占据了球场军乐队拒绝让步你还记得当时透露了什麽讯息吗？

Last week's remarkable finds also include work by Euripides, Hesiod and Lucian, plus a large and particularly significant paragraph of text from the Elegies, by Archilochos, a Greek poet of the 7th century BC.

上个星期引人注目的发现还包括欧里庇得斯、赫西奥德和鲁西恩的作品，以及大量公元前七世纪古希腊诗人Archilochos挽歌中极有意义的段落。

I went to the little village of Stoke Poges to see the beautiful churchyard where Thomas Gray is buried and read his Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, then to London to a concert and a visit to Highgate Cemetery, where Karl Marx is buried beneath a large bust that is a powerful likeness of him.

我来到一个叫做斯托克坡吉斯的小村庄，参观那里美丽的教堂墓地。托马斯。格雷就安葬在这里，我还读了他的《墓畔挽歌》。此后，我又到伦敦去听了一场音乐会，到海格特墓地去瞻仰卡尔。马克思的墓，墓的上方树立着一个巨大的、雕得极其逼真的半身像。

Wherever death may surprise us, let it be welcome, provided that this, our battle cry, may have reached some receptive ear, that another hand may be extended to wield our weapons, and that other men be ready to intone our funeral dirge with the staccato singing of the machine guns and new battle cries of war and victory.

无论何时，当死亡不期而至，欢迎它吧，只要我们战斗的呼号，能让一双愿意跟随的耳朵听见，就会有另外一双手捡起我们的武器，后来者将会用机枪的点射声为我们的葬礼唱响挽歌，同时为战斗和最终的胜利发出新的呐喊。

His works include A Guest for the Night, Kaddish etc.

他的作品有《夜间来客》，《不久以前》，《挽歌》等。

In the thirteenth century, Muireadhach Albanach, Irish poet of the ODálaigh clan of poets wrote eulogies for the Mormaers of Lennox.

十三世纪，"苏格兰人默多克"为雷诺克斯的莫梅尔写了挽歌。

They weren't aggressive, but I yelled and threw a rock in their direction to get them off the trail and away from me, just in case.

他们没有侵略性，但我大喊，并在他们的方向扔石头让他们过的线索，远离我，以防万一。

In slot 2 in your bag put wrapping paper, quantity does not matter in this case.

在你的书包里槽2把包装纸、数量无关紧要。