感恩的英文诗歌,比赛要用的
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时间：2023-10-15 00:39
Wilcox, Ella Wheeler. Custer and Other Poems. Chicago: W.B. Conkey Company, 1896.
（翻译：赵志博）
We walk on starry fields of white我们相携涉足于漫布星野的纯洁 And do not see the daisies;眼神略过雏菊的盛开； For blessings common in our sight只为这目光里惯常的祝福， We rarely offer praises.我们甚少流露内心的敬爱。 We sigh for some supreme delight我们为至高的欢愉叹息， To crown our lives with splendor,用无边的壮丽为人生加载； And quite ignore our daily store而溯源于日常的，甜蜜温柔的欢沁 Of pleasures sweet and tender.总会悄然寂静地黯淡
Our cares are bold and push their way 险峻的忧虑将自己撕裂， Upon our thought and feeling. 灌注于我们思感触及的角落。 They hang about us all the day, 它们无声息窃去欢乐的时间， Our time from pleasure stealing.让生命在无止境徘徊中消磨。 So unobtrusive many a joy 因此掩于注目的许多欢乐， We pass by and forget it, 都在记忆里匆匆走开， But worry strives to own our lives 但是忧虑仍不满足， And conquers if we let it.它在我们的屈服里啮噬生活。
There's not a day in all the year过去日子里的每一天， But holds some hidden pleasure,都隐藏着深深的快乐； And looking back, joys oft appear回首中无边呈现的幸福， To brim the past's wide measure.如溢满水清的过往倾泻。 But blessings are like friends, I hold,但是祝福是最亲的朋友，我相信 Who love and labor near us. 她一直临近我们，用爱护翼。
We out to raise our notes of praise 我们试图镌刻我们给与的赞扬， While living hearts can hear us.生活的心亦在倾听赞歌。
Full many a blessing wears the guise满满的祝福打破 Of worry or of trouble. 伪装的担忧与繁琐 Farseeing is the soul and wise灵魂与智慧是有远见的上帝
Who knows the mask is double.明晓面具下的双重的枷锁 But he who has the faith and strength但他是怀有信念与力量的勇者 To thank his God for sorrow感谢他神运的悲伤 Has found a joy without alloy 他寻到没有斑驳的欢乐 To gladden every morrow.以此为每一个明日欢畅
We ought to make the moments notes我们应把每一个幸福的瞬间 Of happy, glad Thanksgiving;铭刻，感恩节快乐
The hours and days a silent phrase 所有时日都是安静的音符
Of music we are living.源自我们生活的音乐凝结 And so the theme should swell and grow因之这个主题孕育新生 As weeks and months pass o'er us,当一簇簇时间滑过天空 And rise sublime at this good time,在这美好的时光表达崇高， A grand Thanksgiving chorus.演绎一场盛大感恩的合唱曲乐。
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时间：2023-10-15 00:40
As Thanksgiving Day rolls around,
It brings up some facts, quite profound.
We may think that we're poor,
Feel like bums, insecure,
But in truth, our riches astound.
We have friends and family we love;
We have guidance from heaven above.
We have so much more
Than they sell in a store,
We're wealthy, when push comes to shove.
So add up your blessings, I say;
Make Thanksgiving last more than a day.
Enjoy what you've got;
Realize it's a lot,
And you'll make all your cares go away.
By Karl Fuchs
