tailieunhanh - essential english for foreign students book phần 10

Bài nghe liên quan đến chủ đề đã học và người học cần thể hiện được khả năng sau: (i) Nhận biết / nghe được từ then chốt; hiểu ý chính; (ii) Nhận biết và hiểu được mục đích giao tiếp qua các câu hỏi và câu trả lời về thời gian, con người, ý kiến, lựa chọn | LESSON THIRTY-SIX 283 LONDON IN 1800 vi Upon Westminster Bridge September 3 1802 Earth has not anything to show more fair Dull would he be of soul who could .pass by A sight so touching in its majesty This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning silent bare Ships towers domes theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields and to the sky All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour valley rock or hill Ne er saw I never felt a calm so deep The river glideth at his own sweet will Dear God the very houses seem asleep And all that mighty heart is lying still William Wordsworth 1770-1850 . 284 ESSENTIAL ENGLISH vii To A Poet a Thousand Years Hence I who am dead a thousand years And wrote this sweet archaic song Send you my words for messengers The way I shall not pass along. I care not if you bridge the seas Or ride secure the cruel sky Or build consummate palaces Of metal or of masonry. But have you wine and music still. And statues and a bright-eyed love And foolish thoughts of good and ill And prayers to them who sit above How shall we conquer Like a wind That fails at eve our fancies blow And old Maeonides1 the blind Said it three thousand years ago. o friend unseen unborn unknown Student of our sweet English tongue Read out my words at night alone I was a poet I was young. Since I can never see your face And never shake you by the hand I send my soul through time and space To greet you. You will understand. James Elroy Flecker 1884-1915 . 1 Homer. LESSON THIRTY-SIX 285 SNAIL viii Pippa s Song The year s at the spring The day s at the morn Morning s at seven The hill-side s dew-pearled The lark s on the wing The snail s on the thorn God s in His Heaven All s right with the world. Robert Browning 1812-1889