Letters of thanks (Thư cảm ơn)

Bài 6 - Letters of thanks (Thư cảm ơn)-phần2 Thank You Letter for a Gift to a child (Bức thư cảm ơn vì món quà được gửi đến cho con) 88 Pho Hue St., Hai Ba Trung Dist., Hanoi, December 31, 2009. My dear Mr. Viet Phuong, Your wonderful Christmas gift to my daughter, Lan Anh came this morning. She is wholly captivated with her beautiful doll and I am sure would thank you for it if she could talk. Let me thank you for your kindness in remembering her. Cordially yours, Tran Thi Thanh Hang, Hoặc: 43 Van Mieu St. , Dong Da Dist., Hanoi July 15, 2009. My dear Mrs. Bao Hoa, I appreciate very much the exquisite flowers which you so kindly sent to Le Anh. She is rapidly improving and will soon be about again. We send our warmest thanks. Very sincerely yours, Tran Duc Quan. Thank You Letter for a Favor (Thư cảm ơn vì được giúp đỡ) 125B Lo Duc St., Hai Ba Trung Dist., Hanoi November 25, 2009. My dear Mrs. Ngan Cuc, You were very kind indeed in entertaining my cousin, Mrs. Ngoc Mai, during her stay in your city. I am exceedingly grateful and I hope to find some way of reciprocating. Very sincerely yours, Tran Kim Lien. Sau đây bài giảng sẽ giới thiệu cho các bạn những bức thư cảm ơn hay và thú vị từ của nhân vật khác nhau. Trước hết, bức thư đầu tiên mà chúng tôi muốn giới thiệu là bức thư của George Meredith gửi tới quí bà Granby, thông báo đã nhận được bản sao bức chân dung bà vẽ quí bà Marjorie Manners. Các bạn hãy quan sát bức thư dưới đây: Box Hill, Dorking, Dec. 26, 1899. Dear Lady Granby: It is a noble gift, and bears the charms to make it a constant pleasure with me. I could have wished for the full face of your daughter, giving eyes and the wild sweep of hair, as of a rivule issuing from under low eaves of the woods--so I remember her. You have doubtless other sketches of a maid predestined to be heroine. I could take her for one. All the women and children are heaven's own, and human still, and individual too. Behold me, your most grateful, George Meredith. Bức thư cảm ơn trên được trích từ "Letters of George Meredith." Bản quyền tác giả, 1912, bởi Chas. Scribner's Sons. Bức thư thứ hai chúng tôi muốn đưa ra là bức thư cảm ởn do Lord Alfred Tennyson viết gửi tới Walt Whitman: Farringford, Freshwater, Isle of Wight, Jan 15th, 1887. Dear old man: I the elder old man have received your Article in the Critic, and send you in return my thanks and New Year's greeting on the wings of this east- wind, which, I trust, is blowing softlier and warmlier on your good gray head than here, where it is rocking the elms and ilexes of my Isle of Wight garden. Yours always, Tennyson. Bức thư trên và bốn bức thư dưới đây đều được trích dẫn từ "With Walt Whitman in Camden," của Horace Traubel. Bản quyền tác giả, 1905, 1906, 1912, 1914, bởi Doubleday, Page & Co. Tiếp theo là bức thư Ellen Terry gửi tới Walt Whitman: Grand Pacific Hotel, Chicago, January 4th, '88. Honored Sir--and Dear Poet: I beg you to accept my appreciative thanks for your great kindness in sending me by Mr. Stoker the little big book of poems--As a Strong Bird, etc., etc. Since I am not personally known to you I conclude Mr. Stoker "asked" for me--it was good of him--I know he loves you very much. God bless you, dear sir--believe me to be with much respect Yours affectionately, Ellen Terry. Còn đây là bức thư cảm ơn Moncure Conway gửi tới Walt Whitman: Hardwicke Cottage, Wimbledon Common, London, S. W., Sept. 10, '67. My dear friend: It gave me much pleasure to hear from you; now I am quite full of gratitude for the photograph--a grand one--the present of all others desirable to me. The copy suitable for an edition here should we be able to reach to that I have and shall keep carefully. When it is achieved it will probably be the result and fruit of more reviewing and discussion. I shall keep my eyes wide open; and the volume with O'C.'s introduction shall come out just as it is: I am not sure but that it will in the end have to be done at our own expense--which I believe would be repaid. It is the kind of book that if it can once get out here will sell. The English groan for something better than the perpetual réchauffé of their literature. I have not been in London for some little time and have not yet had time to consult others about the matter. I shall be able to write you more satisfactorily a little later. I hear that you have written something in The Galaxy. Pray tell O'Connor I shall look to him to send me such things. I can't take all American magazines; but if you intend to write for The Galaxy regularly I shall take that. With much friendship for you and O'Connor and his wife, I am yours, Moncure Conway. Bức thư cảm ơn John Addington Symonds viết cho Walt Whitman có nội dung như sau: Clifton Hill House, Bristol, July 12, 1877. Dear Mr. Whitman: I was away from England when your welcome volumes reached me, and since my return (during the last six weeks) I have been very ill with an attack of hemorrhage from the lung--brought on while I was riding a pulling horse at a time when I was weak from cold. This must account for my delay in writing to thank you for them and to express the great pleasure which your inscription in two of the volumes has given me. I intend to put into my envelope a letter to you with some verses from one of your great admirers in England. It is my nephew--the second son of my sister. I gave him a copy of Leaves of Grass in 1874, and he knows a great portion of it now by heart. Though still so young, he has developed a considerable faculty for writing and is an enthusiastic student of literature as well as a frank vigorous lively young fellow. I thought you might like to see how some of the youth of England is being drawn towards you. Believe me always sincerely and affectionately yours. J. A. Symonds. Bức thư sau đây là thư Edward Everett Hale gửi tới Lyman Abbott: Jan. 29, 1900, Roxbury, Monday morning. Dear Dr. Abbott: I shall stay at home this morning--so I shall not see you. All the same I want to thank you again for the four sermons: and to say that I am sure they will work lasting good for the congregation. More than this. I think you ought to think that such an opportunity to go from church to church and city to city--gives you a certain opportunity and honour--which even in Plymouth Pulpit a man does not have--and to congregations such a turning over the new leaf means a great deal. Did you ever deliver the Lectures on Preaching at New Haven? With Love always, Always yours, E. E. Hale. Bức thư trên được trích dẫn từ phần "Silhouettes of My Contemporaries," của Lyman Abbott. Bản quyền tác giả, 1921, do Doubleday, Page & Co. Còn dưới đây là bức thư cảm ơn Friedrich Nietzsche gửi tới Karl Fuchs: Sils-Maria, Oberengadine, Switzerland, June 30, 1888. My dear Friend: How strange! How strange! As soon as I was able to transfer myself to a cooler clime (for in Turin the thermometer stood at 31 day after day) I intended to write you a nice letter of thanks. A pious intention, wasn't it? But who could have guessed that I was not only going back to a cooler clime, but into the most ghastly weather, weather that threatened to shatter my health! Winter and summer in senseless alternation; twenty-six avalanches in the thaw; and now we have just had eight days of rain with the sky almost always grey--this is enough to account for my profound nervous exhaustion, together with the return of my old ailments. I don't think I can ever remember having had worse weather, and this in my Sils-Maria, whither I always fly in order to escape bad weather. Is it to be wondered at that even the parson here is acquiring the habit of swearing? From time to time in conversation his speech halts, and then he always swallows a curse. A few days ago, just as he was coming out of the snow- covered church, he thrashed his dog and exclaimed: "The confounded cur spoiled the whole of my sermon!"... Yours in gratitude and devotion, Nietzsche.