英文经典诗歌赏析：Ballad of the Goodly Fere

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英文经典诗歌赏析：Ballad of the Goodly Fere

3 }" l- W8 Z  @3 G3 N: w) @) @　　Ha' we lost the goodliest fere o' all
+ I1 e6 C- O4 p　　For the priests and the gallows tree?
+ q* w+ {6 d1 s1 e　　Aye lover he was of brawny men,
　　O' ships and the open sea.
　　When they came wi' a host to take Our Man
　　His smile was good to see,
　　"First let these go!" quo' our Goodly Fere,
+ b- i2 A7 l3 H: z, j　　"Or I'll see ye damned," says he.
　　Aye he sent us out through the crossed high spears
" j" e7 o( \& e; O　　And the scorn of his laugh rang free,
　　"Why took ye not me when I walked about
5 n, L2 D9 q) x: V! e　　Alone in the town?" says he.
1 f  j- X* ?: U+ \: y* Y  K. a　　Oh we drank his "Hale" in the good red wine
　　When we last made company,
　　No capon priest was the Goodly Fere
: A7 H$ g( O9 d# x! g% l6 Q　　But a man o' men was he.
  E2 i  `5 W3 H% U3 m　　I ha' seen him drive a hundred men
　　Wi' a bundle o' cords swung free,
　　That they took the high and holy house
　　For their pawn and treasury.
　　They'll no' get him a' in a book I think
　　Though they write it cunningly;
) I) w+ x8 A: _, j　　No mouse of the scrolls was the Goodly Fere
5 z8 y, F$ d( T# c' D4 ]  g2 m　　But aye loved the open sea.
7 o2 E& \+ g/ e3 g/ k　　If they think they ha' snared our Goodly Fere
　　They are fools to the last degree.
1 v  O/ s& ]. ^2 i: j　　"I'll go to the feast," quo' our Goodly Fere,
8 M' z' a; C4 E4 u6 H. p　　"Though I go to the gallows tree."
　　"Ye ha' seen me heal the lame and blind,
5 x% F- Q" m4 s1 q, S$ K　　And wake the dead," says he,
　　"Ye shall see one thing to master all:
# p1 q# J9 w3 e2 d3 W) Y/ N/ W' k　　'Tis how a brave man dies on the tree."
　　A son of God was the Goodly Fere
　　That bade us his brothers be.
　　I ha' seen him cow a thousand men.
- U* w& X% z. x% U+ H　　I have seen him upon the tree.
$ b! h0 @2 `% Q* H6 K; ^# X  O　　He cried no cry when they drave the nails
/ A- A" ~, O0 u　　And the blood gushed hot and free,
$ e* C: x: K& J* ^5 l! h7 o　　The hounds of the crimson sky gave tongue
& ^0 G7 w9 q9 z. ~$ P　　But never a cry cried he.
　　I ha' seen him cow a thousand men
* V8 C" Q, v6 j" I　　On the hills o' Galilee,
) }* K" N" d8 S% @/ f; A5 k　　They whined as he walked out calm between,
　　Wi' his eyes like the grey o' the sea,
# f$ d8 M# c+ y% x$ U　　Like the sea that brooks no voyaging
　　With the winds unleashed and free,
　　Like the sea that he cowed at Genseret
　　Wi' twey words spoke' suddently.
( L' p$ r- Y# L( t+ n　　A master of men was the Goodly Fere,
　　A mate of the wind and sea,
0 y0 z5 A/ g* V. x- k; p* u　　If they think they ha' slain our Goodly Fere
. P( x( s& h6 e9 O' |& z　　They are fools eternally.
" V! H+ ^& S- ^) w　　I ha' seen him eat o' the honey-comb
9 {5 t/ {) h& ~　　Sin' they nailed him to the tree.
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