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首著名的英文短诗

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首著名的英文短诗，唯 美在意境中流淌！

1. The Road Not Taken (

未走过的路

)

by (USA) Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then to the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear,

Though as for that, the passing there

Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay,

In leaves no step had trod black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh,

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged i a woo, and I ----

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

m and Love (

自由与爱情

)

by (Ireland) Thomas Campbell

How delicious is the winning

Of a kiss at loves beginning,

When two mutual hearts are sighing

For the knot there's no untying.

Yet remember, 'mist your wooing,

Love is bliss, but love has ruining;

Other smiles may make you fickle,

Tears for charm may tickle.

Silver Swan

by Anonymous

The silver swan, who living had no note,

When death approached, unlocked her silent throat; Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,

Thus

sung

her

first

and

last,

and

sung

no

more:

Farewell,

all

joys;

O

death,

come

close

mine

eyes;

More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise.

4.A Damsel at Vassar

by Anonymous

A damsel at Vassar named Breeze,

Weighed down with B. Litt's and D.D's,

Collapsed from the strain.

Said her doctor, "It's plain

You are killing yourself ---- by degrees."

's Secret (

爱情的秘密

) by (UK) William Blake

Never seek to tell thy love,

Love that never told shall be; For the gentle wind does move Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart,

Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears. Ah! she did depart!

Soon after she was gone from me,

A traveller came by,

Silently, invisibly:

He took her with a sigh.

6.A Red, Red Rose(

红红的玫瑰

) by (UK) Robert Burns

O, my Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. O, my Luve's like

the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in

Luve am I,

And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry!

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun! I will love thee still,

my dear, While the sands o' life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only Luve! And fare thee

weel, a while! And I will come again, my Luve, Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

Death(

死亡

)

by (KU) Walter Savager Landor

篇二：英语诗歌九首

When we two parted

George Gordon Byron

When we two parted

In silence and tears,

Half broken-hearted

To sever for years,

Pale grew thy cheek and cold,

Colder thy kiss;

Truly that hour foretold

Sorrow to this!

The dew of the morning

Sunk chill on my brow-

It felt like the warning

Of what I feel now.

Thy vows are all broken,

And light is thy fame:

I hear thy name spoken,

And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,

A knell to mine ear;

A shudder comes o'er me-

Why wert thou so dear?

They know not I knew thee

Who knew thee too well:

long, long shall I rue thee,

Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met-

In silence I grieve,

That thy heart could forget,

Thy spirit deceive.

If I should meet thee

After ling year,

How should I greet thee?

With silence and tears.

The Pride of Youth

Walter Scott

Proud Maisie is in the wood,

Walking so early;

Sweet Robin sits on the bush,

Singing so rarely.

"tell me ,thou bonny bird,

when shall I marry me?" -

"when six braw gentlemen

kirkward shall carry ye."

"who makes the bridal bed,

birdie, say truly?" -

"The gray-headed sexton

That delves the grave duly.

"The glowworm o'er grave and stone

Shall light thee steady;

The owl from the steeple sing,

Welcome, proud lady."

The Daffodils

William Wordsworth

I wander'd lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host , of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky way,

They stretch'd in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay

In such a jocund company!

E gaze

–

and gazed

–

but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

A Red, Red Rose

Robert Burns

O my luve is like a red, red rose,

That's newly sprung in June;

O my luve is like the melodie

That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair thou art , my bonie lasso,

So deep in luve am I;

And I will luve thee still, my dear,

Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear ,

An the rocks melt wi' the sun;

And I will luve thee still , my dear,

While the sands o'life shall run.

And fare thee weel,my only luve,

And fare thee weel awhile;

And I will come again, my luve,

tho'it were ten thousand mile!

Light

John Milton

Though hard and rare: thee I revisit safe,

And feel thy sovran vital Lamp; but thou

Revisit'st not these eyes, that rowle in vain

To find thy piercing ray, and fond no dawn;

So thick a drop serene hath quencht thir Orbs,

Or dim suffusion veild. Yet not the more

Cease I to wander where the muses haunt

Cleer Spring, or shadie Grove, or Sunnie Hill,

Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief

Thee sion and the flowrie brooks beneath

That wash thy hallowd feet, and warbling flow,

Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget

Those other two equal'd with them in renown.

Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides,

And Tiresias and Phineus Prophets old.

Then feed on thoughts, that voluntarie move

Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird

If Ever You Need Someone to Talk to,

I Am Always Here for You

Susan Polis Schutz

If ever things are not

going well for you

and you have some problems to solve

If ever you are feeling confused

and don't know the right thing to do

If ever you are feeling frightened

and hurt

or if you just need someone

to talk to

please remember that

I am here for you at all times

without judgment

and with understanding

and love

We Need to Feel More

Susan Polis Schutz

We need to feel more to understand others

We need to love more to be loved back

We need to cry more to cleanse ourselves

We need to laugh more to enjoy ourselves

We need to establish the values of

honesty and fairness

when interacting with people

We need to establish a strong ethical basis

as a way of life

We need to see more

than our own little fantasies

We need to hear more

and listen to the needs of others

We need to give more and take less

We need to share more and own less

We need to realize the importance of family

as a backbone to stability

We need to look more

and realize that we are not so different from one another