or his neighbor Smith,can make both ends meet at the end of the year. 4.One of the pair was Angel Clare,the other a tall budding creature- half girl,half woman-a spiritualized image of Tess,slighter than she,but with the same beautiful eyes-Clare's sister-in-law. 'Liza-Lu.Their pale faces seemed to have shrunk to half their natural size. 5.Tiger!Tiger!Burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? 6.O,my Luve's like a red,red rose, That's newly sprung in June O,my luve's like the melodie That's sweetly played in tuen. 7."I never meant to injure you,"said Arthur,with retuming anger."I didn't know you loved her." "but you've made her love you,"said Adam."You 're a double -faced man,I'll never believe a word you say again." 8.Ivanhoe distinguished himself in the service of Richard,and was graced with farther marks of the royal favour. 9.The trumpet of a prophecy!O Wind If Winter comes,can Spring be far behind? 10.I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd. A host,of golden daffodils; Beside the lake,beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. 第11页共12页 第 11 页 共 12 页 or his neighbor Smith, can make both ends meet at the end of the year. 4. One of the pair was Angel Clare, the other a tall budding creature - half girl, half woman - a spiritualized image of Tess, slighter than she, but with the same beautiful eyes - Clare's sister-in-law, 'Liza-Lu. Their pale faces seemed to have shrunk to half their natural size. 5. Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? 6. O, my Luve’s like a red, red rose, That’s newly sprung in June; O, my luve’s like the melodie That’s sweetly played in tuen. 7. “I never meant to injure you,” said Arthur, with returning anger. “I didn’t know you loved her.” “but you’ve made her love you,” said Adam. “You ‘re a double –faced man, I’ll never believe a word you say again.” 8. Ivanhoe distinguished himself in the service of Richard, and was graced with farther marks of the royal favour. 9. The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? 10. I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze