电影《死亡诗社》的诗“当我看见刚果河，默默流过黑土地，淘金的小溪，穿过森林 ”的全文是什么啊？

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热心网友 时间：2024-03-06 20:33

（丁尼生）来吧，我的朋友／寻找更新世界尚为时不晚／我决心已定，要驶过夕阳尽头／尽管我们不再有昔日的伟力，可以震天撼地／我们仍有着，同样的英雄的心／时间和命运，使它衰老／但坚强意志仍在／让我们去奋斗，去探索，去发现／永不屈服

(Alfred Lord Tennyson)Come my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset. And though we are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;-- One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will. To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

然后我有了信仰／然后我有了想象／我被他们沉迷的嘲笑所感染／然后我看见刚果河／在黑土地上流过／在森林中划下一道金色的沟壑（语言的节奏感）

Then I had religion, then I had a vision. I could not turn from their revel in derision. Then I saw the Congo creeping through the black, cutting through the forest with a golden track.

热心网友 时间：2024-03-06 20:33

（丁尼生）来吧，我的朋友／寻找更新世界尚为时不晚／我决心已定，要驶过夕阳尽头／尽管我们不再有昔日的伟力，可以震天撼地／我们仍有着，同样的英雄的心／时间和命运，使它衰老／但坚强意志仍在／让我们去奋斗，去探索，去发现／永不屈服 /然后我有了信仰／然后我有了想象／我被他们沉迷的嘲笑所感染／然后我看见刚果河／在黑土地上流过／在森林中划下一道金色的沟壑（语言的节奏感）
Come my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset. And though we are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;-- One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will. To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. Then I had religion, then I had a vision. I could not turn from their revel in derision. Then I saw the Congo creeping through the black, cutting through the forest with a golden track.

话说我看这个时也很激动的说 很不错的电影

热心网友 时间：2024-03-06 20:34

来吧，我的朋友／寻找更新世界尚为时不晚／我决心已定，要驶过夕阳尽头／尽管我们不再有昔日的伟力，可以震天撼地／我们仍有着，同样的英雄的心／时间和命运，使它衰老／但坚强意志仍在／让我们去奋斗，去探索，去发现／永不屈服
然后我有了信仰／然后我有了想象／我被他们沉迷的嘲笑所感染／然后我看见刚果河／在黑土地上流过／在森林中划下一道金色的沟壑（语言的节奏感）

热心网友 时间：2024-03-06 20:34

我寻思着题主问的不是Congo吗，怎么回答清一色Tennyson的Ulysses…原片里Congo这段的确在Neil朗诵完Ulysses后接着，但也不代表这是一首诗啊，不懂请不要误人子弟。这首诗Vachel Lindsay的Congo，他的代表作了。原诗很长就只附一段，全文可在网站ipoet.com查找~
THEN I SAW THE CONGO, CREEPING THROUGH THE BLACK,CUTTING THROUGH THE JUNGLE WITH A GOLDEN TRACK.
And the gray sky opened like a new-rentveilAnd showed the apostles with their coats of mail.In bright white steel they were seated roundAnd their fire-eyes watched where the Congo wound.And the twelve apostles, from their thrones on high,Thrilled all the forest with their heavenly cry: -"Mumbo-jumbo will die in the jungle;Never again will he hoo-doo you,Never again will he hoo-doo you."