KEATING: "Oh Captain, My Captain" who knows where that comes
from? Anybody? Not a clue? It's from
a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can
either call me Mr. Keating. Or, if you're slightly more daring, Oh Captain, My
Captain. Now let me dispel a few rumors so they don't fester into facts. Yes, I
too attended Welton and survived. And no, at that time I was not the mental
giant you see before you. I was the intellectual equivalent of a ninety-eight
pound weakling. I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in
my face. Now, Mr. Pitts? That's a rather unfortunate name. Mr. Pitts, where are
you? Mr. Pitts? Would you open your hymnal to page 542 and read the first stanza
of the poem you find there?
PITTS: To the virgins, to make much of time?
KEATING: Yes, that's the one. Somewhat appropriate, isn't it.
PITTS: Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a flying, and this
same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.
KEATING: Thank you Mr. Pitts. "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may." The Latin
term for that sentiment is Carpe Diem. Now who knows what that means?
MEEKS: Carpe Diem. That's "seize the day".
KEATING: Very good, Mr.-
MEEKS: Meeks.
KEATING: Meeks. Another unusual name. Seize the day. Gather ye rosebuds while
ye may. Why does the writer use these lines?
CHARLIE: Because he's in a hurry.
KEATING: No, ding!
KEATING: Thank you for playing anyway. Because we are food for worms, lads.
Because, believe it or not, each and
every one of us in this room is one day going to stop breathing, turn cold, and
die.
KEATING: Now I would like you to step forward over here and peruse some of
the faces from the past. You've walked past them many times. I don't think
you've really looked at them. They're not that different from you, are they?
Same haircuts, full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel.
The world is their oyster. They
believe they're destined for great things, just like many of you. Their eyes are
full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from
their lives even one iota of what
they were capable? Because you see, gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing
daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy
to you. Go on, lean in. Carpe. Hear it? Carpe. Carpe. Carpe Diem. Seize the day
boys, make your lives extraordinary.
妙詞佳句，活學(xué)活用
1. not a clue
“毫無頭緒”的意思，有時(shí)候也說成not have a clue。這是在口語里經(jīng)常使用的句子，大家可以試著多多使用。 e.g. I haven't a
clue what I'll give Carl for his birthday next year.
明年生日給卡爾買什么禮物我真是一點(diǎn)主意都沒有。
clue可以作動(dòng)詞，意思是“提供線索，提供情況”。如： Clue me in on what's happening.
告訴我發(fā)生了什么事。 也可以作名詞，意思是“線索”，如： The police found a clue which will help
them catch the robber. 警察發(fā)現(xiàn)了能幫助他們抓住強(qiáng)盜的線索。
2. Believe it or not
口語常用句型，意思是“信不信由你”。 e.g. Believe it or not, I met a super football star
this morning on the street.
信不信由你，我今天早晨在街上遇到一個(gè)超級(jí)球星。
在口語中還有一個(gè)句型：Can you believe it?
當(dāng)說話人對(duì)自己說的話都覺得不可思議、不敢相信的時(shí)候，就可以用這個(gè)句子。比如在電影《阿甘正傳》里有一句臺(tái)詞是：Can you believe it? I got
to go to college too. （你能相信嗎，我居然也上大學(xué)了。）
3. The world is their
oyster.
oyster的意思是“牡蠣，蠔”，但是這個(gè)句子的意思跟這個(gè)毫無關(guān)系，這是一句非常口語化的表達(dá)，意思是“人生最得意（最有前途）的時(shí)刻”。 e.g.
You're young. You've got a lot of opportunity. The world is your
oyster. 你正年輕，有很多機(jī)會(huì)。你正是在人生最得意的時(shí)候。
4. iota
極微小，極小量
Not an iota (of) 毫不，一點(diǎn)也不
If you say there is not an
iota or not one iota of something, you are emphasizing that there is not even a
very small amount of it. e.g. 1）He's never shown an iota of interest in any
kind of work.
他對(duì)任何工作都沒表示出絲毫的興趣。 2）There is not an iota of truth in
his story. 他的故事沒有一點(diǎn)是真的。
KEATING: "Oh Captain, My Captain" who knows where that comes
from? Anybody? Not a clue? It's from
a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can
either call me Mr. Keating. Or, if you're slightly more daring, Oh Captain, My
Captain. Now let me dispel a few rumors so they don't fester into facts. Yes, I
too attended Welton and survived. And no, at that time I was not the mental
giant you see before you. I was the intellectual equivalent of a ninety-eight
pound weakling. I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in
my face. Now, Mr. Pitts? That's a rather unfortunate name. Mr. Pitts, where are
you? Mr. Pitts? Would you open your hymnal to page 542 and read the first stanza
of the poem you find there?
