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6 D- ^: R! N+ L( ?4 T我很喜欢这段朗诵了,但是自己学不来。朗诵和唱歌一样,不是会说话就行的。
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& v {5 V' ]" V. ]& cFuneral Blues
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1 R9 U0 W7 r2 n2 pStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
6 i- U% J9 _4 s- jPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
9 i/ P8 R H9 b, o$ Q. ]Silence the pianos and with muffled drum ! W9 J$ c/ s$ @- {6 w
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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9 r( t! [+ w4 ?8 BLet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
1 [& D7 G* T/ M" ZScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. 0 Q7 u5 V& X" Y& q0 @
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
: x' U* U' M1 m/ r! n2 Z: g$ HLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. 6 @+ U3 j9 O# x/ W7 i9 ~2 b9 H
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He was my North, my South, my East and West,
' [8 U9 l" h @5 fMy working week and my Sunday rest,
/ {6 q: c. m; `: r9 LMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
- t) y4 |. z m L8 A" R1 }I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. ! b# I, R+ `' u! }- o$ O( x
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
2 ?5 R0 W0 o( V# s3 S: {+ X. DPack up the moon and dismantle the sun, 9 x7 @) ^8 N' ^" V
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; ( \3 Z4 Y+ k) x3 t4 u$ N
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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