4.女主婚礼上说的
because i love him . Love is the answer. And you know that for sure
其实誓词什么的都很假。
5.葬礼。这段的致词是最感人的部分
Gareth used to prefer funerals to weddings.
He said it was easier to get enthusiastic about a ceremony one Had an outside chance of eventually being involved in.(他是gay无法参加自己的婚礼)
In order to prepare this speech, I rang people to get a general picture of how Gareth was regarded by those who met him.
"Fat" seems to have been a word people most connected with him.
"Terribly rude" also rang a lot of bells.
"So very fat and very rude" seems to have been the stranger's viewpoint.
On the other hand, some of you have rung me to say that you loved him which I hnow he would have been thrilled to hear.
You remember his fabulous hospitality.
His strange experimental cooking.
The recipe for duck a la banana fortunately goes with him to his grave.
Most of all you, you tell me of his enormous capacity for joy.
And when joyful, for highly vocal drunkenness.
But I hope joyful is how you will remember him.
Not stuck in a box in a church.
Pick your favorite of his waistcoats and remember him that way.
The most splendid, replete, big-hearted, weak-hearted , as it turned out, and jolly bugger most of us ever met.
As for me, you may ask how I will remember him.
What I thought of him.
Unfortunately, there I run out of words.
Forgive me if I turn from my own feelings to the words of another splendid bugger: W.H.auden
This is actualy what I want to say:
"
Stop all the clocks
Cut off the telephone
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin
Let the mourners come
Let the aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message
He is dead
Put crepe bows around the white necks of the public doves
Let traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves
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
The stars are not wanted now
Put out every one
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
For nothing now can ever come to and good
"