the hand that rocks the cradle 中英對照：

　　blessing on the hand of women!

　　angels guard its strength and grace,

　　in the palace, cottage, hovel,

　　oh, no matter where the place;

　　would that never storms assailed it,

　　rainbows ever gently curled;

　　for the hand that rocks the cradle

　　is the hand that rules the world.

　　賜福婦女的手!

　　天使護引它的力量和恩愛，

　　在王宮，村舍，茅屋，

　　啊，不論甚么所在，

　　有彩虹溫和的懸掛，

　　不受風暴的侵害，

　　因為那推動搖籃的手，

　　那手也掌管著世界。

　　infancy's the tender fountain,

　　power may with beauty flow,

　　mother's first to guide the streamlets

　　from them souls unresting grow-

　　grow on for the good or evil,

　　sunshine streamed or evil hurled;

　　for the hand that rocks the cradle

　　is the hand that rules the world.

　　嬰孩是幼弱的泉源，

　　流出權力和美麗，

　　是母親，首先引導那小溪，

　　活潑的靈魂從那里長起──

　　長成善，或長成惡，

　　流送陽光或流出暴力，

　　因為那推動搖籃的手，

　　那手也掌管著世界。

　　woman, how divine your mission

　　here upon our natal sod!

　　keep, oh, keep the young heart open

　　always to the breath of god!

　　all true trophies of the ages

　　are from mother-love impearled;

　　for the hand that rocks the cradle

　　is the hand that rules the world.

　　女人啊，你的使命多么神圣，

　　就在你自己的土地上!

　　保守，啊，保守那幼小的心，

　　時常向神的靈氣開放!

　　是母愛綴成的珠串，

　　成為所有世代真實的獎章，

　　因為那推動搖籃的手，

　　那手也掌管著世界。

　　blessings on the hand of women!

　　fathers, sons, and daughters cry,

　　and the sacred song is mingled

　　with the worship in the sky —

　　mingles where no tempest darkens,

　　rainbows evermore are hurled;

　　for the hand that rocks the cradle

　　is the hand that rules the world.

　　賜福婦女的手!

　　父親們和兒女們呼求，

　　這神圣的歌聲，

　　與天上的敬拜匯流──

　　在那里沒有風暴陰暗，

　　彩虹永遠拱懸在上頭，

　　因為那推動搖籃的手，

　　那手也掌管著世界。

　　感恩英語詩歌2

　　what rules the world? 什么支配著世界

　　by william ross wallace. (1819–1881)

　　作者 威廉.羅斯.華萊士

　　they say that man is mighty,

　　都說人力無窮，

　　he governs land and sea;

　　支配著陸地與大海，

　　he wields a mighty scepter

　　行使著至高無上的王權，

　　o’er lesser powers that be;

　　統治著弱小的生靈。

　　but a mightier power and stronger,

　　然而還有更強大的力量，

　　man from his throne has hurled,

　　將人從寶座上掀起，

　　and the hand that rocks the cradle

　　是那雙輕推著搖籃的手，

　　is the hand that rules the world

　　主宰著整個世界。

　　感恩英語詩歌3

　　《my mother is my lifeline母親是我的生命線》獻給母親的詩歌，作者以此表達對母親的愛，以及母親之于作者的意義，

　　my mother is my life line

　　? jessica styles

　　my mother is my lifeline, she is my complete savior,

　　she does everything she can for me, and for that i praise her,

　　she went without when i was younger so i could have nice stuff,

　　she worked herself to the bone, but never did she give up.

　　my mother is my lifeline, she is truly my best friend,

　　she help me through the good and bad, she stayed there till the end,

　　she pick me up when i was down and wiped the tears away,

　　she will be there when i need her every night and everyday.

　　my mother is my lifeline, she's completely a shining star,

　　she has never made me feel alone, no distance is too far,

　　she’ll travel to the moon and back, if i ask her to.

　　my mother is my lifeline, this poem i wrote for you.

感恩英語詩歌雙語篇2

　　有家人的地方才是家，那里有每個游子的牽掛，無論它是多么的簡陋，卻沒有任何豪宅比得上它。對一個離鄉背井的游子，家能賜給心靈的平靜和寄托。

　　(1)

　　mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, 雖然我們也會沈迷于歡樂與奢靡中，

　　be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home! 無論家是多么簡陋，沒有地方比得上它!

　　a charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, 好似從空而降的魔力，使我們在家覺得圣潔

　　which seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere, 就是找遍全世界，也找不到像這樣的地方，

　　home! home! sweet, sweet home! 家啊!家啊!甜蜜的家啊!

　　there’s no place like home! there’s no place like home! 沒有地方比得上家!沒有地方比得上家!

　　(2)

　　i gaze on the moon as i tread the drear wild, 每當我漫步荒野凝視明月，

　　and feel that my mother now thinks of her child, 便想起母親正惦念著她的孩子，

　　as she looks on that moon from our own cottage door, 當她從茅舍門口遙望明月時，

　　through the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more. 穿過冬忍樹叢，濃郁樹香再也不能安慰我的心靈。

　　home! home! sweet, sweet home!家啊!家啊!甜蜜的家啊!

　　there’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!沒有地方比得上家!沒有地方比得上家!

　　(3)

　　an exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain; 對一個離鄉背井的游子，再華麗的光輝，也是徒然閃爍;

　　oh, give me my lowly thatch’d cottage again! 一棟矮檐茅舍!

　　the birds singing gaily, that came at my call--- 一呼即來的鳥兒正在歡唱

　　give me them, -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all! 賜給牠們-還有心靈的平靜，這些勝過一切!

　　home! home! sweet, sweet home!家啊!家啊!甜蜜的家啊!

　　there’s no place like home! there’s no place like home!沒有地方比得上家!沒有地方比得上家!

　　~~~by john h. payne, 1791-1852

感恩英語詩歌雙語篇3

　　On Children Kahlil Gibran

　　中英對照：

　　Your children are not your children.

　　They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

　　They come through you but not from you,

　　And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

　　你的兒女，其實不是你的兒女

　　他們是生命對于自身渴望而誕生的孩子

　　他們借助你來到這世界，卻非因你而來

　　他們在你身旁，卻并不屬于你

　　You may give them your love but not your thoughts,

　　For they have their own thoughts.

　　You may house their bodies but not their souls,

　　For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,

　　which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

　　You may strive to be like them,

　　but seek not to make them like you.

　　For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

　　你可以給予他們的是你的愛

　　卻不是你的想法

　　因為他們有自己的思想

　　你可以庇護的是他們的身體，卻不是他們的靈魂

　　因為他們的靈魂屬于明天，屬于你做夢也無法到達的明天

　　你可以拼盡全力，變得像他們一樣

　　卻不要讓他們變得和你一樣

　　因為生命不會后退，也不在過去停留

　　You are the bows from which your children

　　as living arrows are sent forth.

　　The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,

　　and He bends you with His might

　　that His arrows may go swift and far.

　　Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;

　　For even as He loves the arrow that flies,

　　so He loves also the bow that is stable.

　　你是弓，兒女是從你那里射出的箭

　　弓箭手望著未來之路上的箭靶

　　他用盡力氣將你拉開，使他的箭射得又快又遠

　　懷著快樂的心情，在弓箭手的手中彎曲吧

　　因為他愛一路飛翔的箭，也愛無比穩定的弓