外贸英语口语学习,十句最浪漫的英语情话

外贸英语口语学习，十句最浪漫的英语情话

Britons have chosen a line from Emily Bronte's novel "Wuthering Heights" as the most romantic in English literature.

英国人认为英国文学中最浪漫的情话来自艾米莉·勃朗特的小说《呼啸山庄》。

A poll of 2,000 adults commissioned by Warner Home Video to mark the DVD release of the romantic comedy "Going the Distance" showed 20 percent of respondents chose the line: "whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."

这项涵盖了2000名成人的调查是由华纳家庭录影公司开展的，目的是为了纪念爱情喜剧《远距离爱情》发行DVD版本。调查显示，20%的应答者选择了这句话：“不论我们的灵魂是什么做成的，他的和我的是一模一样的。”

Fictional character Catherine Earnshaw's comment on her love for Heathcliff was followed by Winnie-The-Pooh, the fictional bear created by English writer AA Milne: "If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus one day, so I never have to live witho ut you."

这是小说中的人物凯瑟琳·恩肖在诉说她对希思克利夫的爱意。紧随其后的是英国作家米尔恩创作的卡通人物小熊维尼说的话：“假如你的寿命是100年，那我希望自己活到100岁的前一天，因为那样我的生命中每天都有你。”

England's most famous playwright, William Shakespeare, came third with a line from his play about star-crossed lovers "Romeo and Juliet": "But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun."

英国最著名的剧作家威廉·莎士比亚的戏剧《罗密欧与朱丽叶》中的这句话排在第三位：“嘘！那边窗户里亮起的是什么光？哦，那是东方，朱丽叶就是太阳！”《罗密欧与朱丽叶》讲述的一对苦命恋人的故事。

A list of quotes and their ranking by respondents follows:

以下是应答者评选出的爱情名句排行榜：

1. "Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same" - Emily Bronte

“不论我们的灵魂是什么做成的，他的和我的是一模一样的。”——艾米莉·勃朗特

2."If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you" - A A Milne

“假如你的寿命是100年，那我希望自己活到100岁的前一天，因为那样我的生命中每天都有你。”——米尔恩

3."But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun" - Shakespeare "Romeo and Juliet"

“嘘！那边窗户里亮起的是什么光？哦，那是东方，朱丽叶就是太阳！”——莎士比亚，《罗密欧与朱丽叶》

4. "He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong" - W.H. Auden

“他是我的南北，我的西东。是我作息的意义。是我的日夜，欢唱谈话的内容。我以为爱会永恒不朽……我错了。”——W·H·奥登

5. "You know you're in love when you don't want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams" - Dr. Seuss

“当你终于因为现实比梦境更美而无法入睡时，你恋爱了。”——苏斯博士

6. "When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work

out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part" - "Captain Corelli's Mandolin"

“爱情是一种暂时的疯狂。它像地震一样爆发，然后又平息。而当它平息时，你得做出一个判断。你得弄清楚你同他是否已经盘根错节地成为一体，以至无法分开。”——《柯莱利上尉的曼陀林》

7."Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be" - Robert Browning“

和我一起慢慢变老吧！最好的日子还在后头。”——罗伯特·布朗宁

8."For you see, each day I love you more. Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow" - Rosemonde Gerard

“你知道吗？我每天都爱你更多。今天爱的比昨天多，明天爱的比今天多。”——罗丝蒙德·杰拉德

9."But to see her was to love her, love but her, and love her forever" - Robert Burns

“谁见她就会爱她，谁爱她就会永远爱她。”——罗伯特·彭斯

10."I hope before long to press you in my arms and shall shower on you a million burning kisses as under the Equator" - Napoleon Bonaparte's 1796 dispatch to wife Josephine

“希望不久我将把你紧紧地搂在怀中，吻你亿万次，像在赤道下面那样炽烈的吻。”——拿破仑·波拿巴1796年发给妻子约瑟芬的快信

'No， I'd prefer you to introduce me to her.'

'At her place？'

'Yes.'

'That's more difficult.'

'Why？'

'Because she's under the protection of an old Duke who is very jealous.'

' "Protection"， how charming.'

'Yes， protection， ' Prudence went on. 'Poor old thing. He'd be hard put to it to be her lover.'

Prudence then related how Marguerite had become acquainted with the Duke at Bagneres.

'And that is why， ' I continued， 'she's here on her own？'

'That's right.'

'But who'll drive her home？'

'He will.'

'So he'll come and fetch her？'

'Any minute now.'

'And who's taking you home？'

'Nobody.'

'Allow me.'

'But you're with a friend， I believe.'

'Allow us， then.'

'What's this friend of yours？'

'He's a charming fellow， very witty. He'll be delighted to meet you.'

'Very well， then， it's agreed， all four of us will leave after this play is finished， for I've seen the last one before.'

'Splendid. I'll go and tell my friend.'

'Off you go.'

I was on the point of leaving when Prudence said： 'Ah！ there's the Duke just coming into Marguerite's box.'

I looked.

And indeed， a man of seventy had just sat down behind the young woman and was giving her a bag of sweets which， with a smile， she began to eat at once，and then she pushed them across the front ledge of her box with a sign to Prudence which could be translated as：

'Do you want some？'

'No， ' was Prudence's reply.

Marguerite retrieved the bag and， turning round， began chatting to the Duke.

So exact an account of all these detailed happenings must seem very childish， but anything connected with that girl is so present in my recollection that I cannot help but remember it all now.

I went down to let Gaston know what I had just arranged for him and me.

He was game.

We left our seats in the stalls and made for Madame Duvernoy's box.

We had barely opened the door leading out of the orchestra stalls when we were forced to stop and make way for Marguerite and the Duke who were leaving.

I would have given ten years of my life to have been in that old man's shoes.

When he reached the boulevard， he handed her up into a phaeton， which he drove himself， and they disappeared， borne away at a trot by two superb horses.

We entered Prudence's box.

When the play was over， we went down and got an ordinary cab which took us to 7 rue d'Antin. When we reached her door， Prudence invited us up to view her business premises， which we had never seen before， and of which she seemed very proud. You can imagine how eagerly I accepted.

I felt that I was imperceptibly drawing closer to Marguerite. It was not long before I had turned the conversation round to her.

'Is the old Duke with your neighbour？' I asked Prudence.

'No， no； she's most likely on her own.'

'But she'll be terribly bored， ' said Gaston.

'We usually spend our evenings together or， when she gets home， she calls down to me. She never goes to bed before two in the morning. She can't get to sleep before then.'

'Why not？'

'Because she's got consumption， and she's almost always feverish.'

'Doesn't she have any lovers？' I asked.

'I never see anybody staying behind when I leave， but I don't say there's

nobody comes after I've gone. When I'm there of an evening， I often come across a certain Count de N who thinks he can get somewhere with her by paying calls at eleven o'clock and sending her all the jewels she could possibly want； but she can't stand the sight of him. She's wrong， he's a very rich young man. I tell her from time to time， not that it does a bit of good： "My dear child， he's just the man for you！" She listens to me well enough ordinarily， but then she turns her back on me and answers that he is too stupid. He may be stupid， I grant you，but he'd set her up on a good footing， whereas that old Duke could die from one day to the next. Old men are selfish； his family are always on at him about his affection for Marguerite： that makes two reasons why he'll not leave her a penny. I'm forever going on at her about it， but she says that there'll still be time enough to say yes to the Count when the Duke's dead.

'It's not always much fun， ' Prudence continued， 'living the way she does.

I can tell you it wouldn't do for me. I'd send the old relic packing. He's a dull old thing： he calls her his daughter， looks after her like a little child， and is forever hovering round her. I'm pretty sure that even at this time of night one of his servants is hanging about in the street to see who comes out and especially who goes in.'

'Oh， poor Marguerite！' said Gaston， sitting down at the piano and playing a waltz， 'I had no idea. Still， I have noticed that she hasn't seemed as jolly for some time now.'

'Hush！' said Prudence， pricking up her ears.

Gaston stopped.

'She's calling me， I think.'

We listened.

And indeed， a voice was calling Prudence.

'Come along， gentlemen， off with you， ' Madame Duvernoy told us.

'So that's what you mean by hospitality， ' Gaston said laughingly， 'we'll be off when it suits us.'

'Why should we go？'

'I'm going to Marguerite's.'

'We'll wait here.'

'I won't have it.'

'In that case， we'll come with you.'

'That's even more out of the question.'

'I know Marguerite， 'said Gaston， ' it's perfectly all right for me to drop in to pay my respects.'

'But Armand doesn't know her.'

'I shall introduce him.'

'Impossible.'

Once more we heard Marguerite's voice still calling Prudence.

Prudence ran into her dressing- room. I followed with Gaston. She opened the window.

We hid ourselves so that we could not be seen from outside.

'I've been calling you for ten minutes， 'said Marguerite from her window in a tone that verged on the peremptory.

'What do you want with me？' 'I want you to come at once.'