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1、Unit 4 A Man from Stratfort-William ShakespeareFurther development1. Understanding of Text II, knowing more about Shakespeare.2.Oral work: theatre and cinema3.Interaction activities: the best play/film I have seen4.Writing:narration in chronological order5. Appreciation of more sonnets by Shakespear

2、eI.FROM fairest creatures we desire increase,That thereby beautys rose might never die,But as the riper should by time decease,His tender heir might bear his memory:But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,Feedst thy lightst flame with self-substantial fuel,Making a famine where abundance lies,

3、Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.Thou that art now the worlds fresh ornamentAnd only herald to the gaudy spring,Within thine own bud buriest thy contentAnd, tender churl, makest waste in niggarding.Pity the world, or else this glutton be,To eat the worlds due, by the grave and thee.II.Wh

4、en forty winters shall beseige thy brow,And dig deep trenches in thy beautys field,Thy youths proud livery, so gazed on now,Will be a tatterd weed, of small worth held:Then being askd where all thy beauty lies,Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes,Were an

5、 all-eating shame and thriftless praise.How much more praise deserved thy beautys use,If thou couldst answer This fair child of mineShall sum my count and make my old excuse,Proving his beauty by succession thine!This were to be new made when thou art old,And see thy blood warm when thou feelst it c

6、old.III.Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewestNow is the time that face should form another;Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.For where is she so fair whose uneard wombDisdains the tillage of thy husbandry?Or who is he so fond wil

7、l be the tombOf his self-love, to stop posterity?Thou art thy mothers glass, and she in theeCalls back the lovely April of her prime:So thou through windows of thine age shall seeDespite of wrinkles this thy golden time.But if thou live, rememberd not to be,Die single, and thine image dies with thee

8、.IV.Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spendUpon thyself thy beautys legacy?Natures bequest gives nothing but doth lend,And being frank she lends to those are free.Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuseThe bounteous largess given thee to give?Profitless usurer, why dost thou useSo great a sum

9、 of sums, yet canst not live?For having traffic with thyself alone,Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive.Then how, when nature calls thee to be gone,What acceptable audit canst thou leave?Thy unused beauty must be tombd with thee,Which, used, lives th executor to be.V.Those hours, that with ge

10、ntle work did frameThe lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,Will play the tyrants to the very sameAnd that unfair which fairly doth excel:For never-resting time leads summer onTo hideous winter and confounds him there;Sap checkd with frost and lusty leaves quite gone,Beauty oersnowd and bareness e

11、very where:Then, were not summers distillation left,A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,Beautys effect with beauty were bereft,Nor it nor no remembrance what it was:But flowers distilld though they with winter meet,Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.VI.Then let not winters

12、ragged hand defaceIn thee thy summer, ere thou be distilld:Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some placeWith beautys treasure, ere it be self-killd.That use is not forbidden usury,Which happies those that pay the willing loan;Thats for thyself to breed another thee,Or ten times happier, be it ten f

13、or one;Ten times thyself were happier than thou art,If ten of thine ten times refigured thee:Then what could death do, if thou shouldst depart,Leaving thee living in posterity?Be not self-willd, for thou art much too fairTo be deaths conquest and make worms thine heir.XIILo! in the orient when the g

14、racious lightLifts up his burning head, each under eyeDoth homage to his new-appearing sight,Serving with looks his sacred majesty; And having climbed the steep-up heavenly hill,Resembling strong youth in his middle age,Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,Attending on his golden pilgrimage:But w

15、hen from highmost pitch, with weary car,Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day,The eyes, fore duteous, now converted areFrom his low tract, and look another way:So thou, thyself outgoing in thy noonUnlooked on diest unless thou get a son. XIIIMusic to hear, why hearst thou music sadly?Sweets with

16、sweets war not, joy delights in joy:Why lovst thou that which thou receivst not gladly,Or else receivst with pleasure thine annoy?If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,By unions married, do offend thine ear,They do but sweetly chide thee, who confoundsIn singleness the parts that thou shouldst be

17、ar. Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,Strikes each in each by mutual ordering;Resembling sire and child and happy mother,Who, all in one, one pleasing note do sing:Whose speechless song being many, seeming one,Sings this to thee: Thou single wilt prove none. IXIs it for fear to wet a wid

18、ows eye,That thou consumst thy self in single life?Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die,The world will wail thee like a makeless wife;The world will be thy widow and still weepThat thou no form of thee hast left behind,When every private widow well may keepBy childrens eyes, her husbands shape in mind:Look what an unthrift in the world doth spendShifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;But beautys waste hath in the world an end,And kept unused the user so destroys it.No love toward others in that bosom sitsThat on himself such murdrous shame commits.