Thomas_Gray课件.ppt

Thomas Gray 托马斯·格雷;荒涩斋亨荐酱逛滚婆莹澄吼摆屑烹籽关奉喉盖棍辑晴笺酣墟宫屉畴纯键兑Thomas_Gray课件Thomas_Gray课件;较舟屹菩聂鸯捣安央搂舜料枝饱拘许鄙蕊脾冤按热缺守修役以努彼孰蒲耽Thomas_Gray课件Thomas_Gray课件;1. Introduction of his Life;Gray was so self critical and fearful of failure that he only published 13 poems during his lifetime. Gray died on 30 July 1771 in Cambridge and was buried beside his mother in the churchyard of Stoke Poges, the setting for his famous Elegy. His grave can still be seen there today. There is a plaque（匾） in Cornhill, marking the place where he was born.;Gray’s grave;2. Major works;3.Thomas Gray’s features and themes;4.Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard墓园挽歌;Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard 墓园挽歌;The breezy call of incense-breathing morn,The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed,The cocks shrill clarion, or the echoing horn,No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn,Or busy housewife ply her evening care:No children run to lisp their sires return,Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share, Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield,Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke;How jocund did they drive their team afield!How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!;Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,Their homely joys, and destiny obscure;Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smileThe short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power,And all that beauty, all that wealth eer gave,Awaits alike the inevitable hour.The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye Proud, impute to these the faultIf Memory oer their tomb no trophies raise,Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vaultThe pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bustBack to its mansion call the fleeting breath?Can Honors voice provoke the silent dust,Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death? ;Perhaps in this neglected spot is laidSome heart once pregnant with celestial fire;Hands, tha