英語(yǔ)資源頻道為大家整理的感恩節(jié)英語(yǔ)怎么說(shuō):感恩節(jié)英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌,小編在這里祝大家感恩節(jié)快樂(lè) 感恩一切:)
A Thanksgiving Poem.
The tear another's tears bring forth,
The sigh which answers sigh,
The pulse that beats at other's woes,
E'en though our own be nigh,
A balm to bathe the wounded heart
Where sorrow's hand hath lain,
The link divine from soul to soul,
That makes us one in pain,
Sweet sympathy, benignant ray,
Light of the soul doth shine;
In it is human nature givin,
A touch of the divine.
感恩節(jié)英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌二
The Little Pilgrim
Cranberries dripping down my chin,
Have stained my pilgrim suit.
I ate too much Thanksgiving day,
But I don't give a hoot.
I slurped a pile of dressing,
Gobbled down a turkey thigh,
Dribbled messy cranberries,
Devoured some pumpkin pie.
Within me on this special day,
It's a thankful heart that beats.
For all the things that I enjoy,
But mainly for the eats.
感恩節(jié)英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌三
Thankful
Week before Thanksgiving,
I limp around real strange.
Huddle in the corner,
As though I have the mange.
All the other turkeys,
Just gobble, gobble on.
I'm silent, and I act,
As if my gobbler's gone. Everyone is thankful,
On Thanksgiving Day.
Friday it's forgotten.
You all go on your way.
I know what thankful is,
So listen when I say.
"It's great to be a turkey,
After Thanksgiving Day."
A Thanksgiving Poem.
The tear another's tears bring forth,
The sigh which answers sigh,
The pulse that beats at other's woes,
E'en though our own be nigh,
A balm to bathe the wounded heart
Where sorrow's hand hath lain,
The link divine from soul to soul,
That makes us one in pain,
Sweet sympathy, benignant ray,
Light of the soul doth shine;
In it is human nature givin,
A touch of the divine.
感恩節(jié)英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌二
The Little Pilgrim
Cranberries dripping down my chin,
Have stained my pilgrim suit.
I ate too much Thanksgiving day,
But I don't give a hoot.
I slurped a pile of dressing,
Gobbled down a turkey thigh,
Dribbled messy cranberries,
Devoured some pumpkin pie.
Within me on this special day,
It's a thankful heart that beats.
For all the things that I enjoy,
But mainly for the eats.
感恩節(jié)英語(yǔ)詩(shī)歌三
Thankful
Week before Thanksgiving,
I limp around real strange.
Huddle in the corner,
As though I have the mange.
All the other turkeys,
Just gobble, gobble on.
I'm silent, and I act,
As if my gobbler's gone. Everyone is thankful,
On Thanksgiving Day.
Friday it's forgotten.
You all go on your way.
I know what thankful is,
So listen when I say.
"It's great to be a turkey,
After Thanksgiving Day."