英语诗歌是高雅的语言艺术之一,大多是对真、善、美的讴歌,对人类精神文明的礼赞,是光华灿烂的明珠、美妙绝伦的乐曲。小编分享初一英语短篇诗歌,希望可以帮助大家!
初一英语短篇诗歌:The Snow Man(雪人)
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
必有冰心,以察寒霜。
松枝负雪,臃臃其上。
And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter
必经九寒,以视冰柏。
远杉映日,烁烁冷光。
Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,
于兹元月,尽失余殇。
风息翏翏,寒叶飘响。
Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place
斯为天籁,绪风充荡。
大块噫气,窍穴和唱。
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
斯为天籁,绪风充荡。
大块噫气,窍穴和唱。
(原创作者:华莱士·史蒂文斯)
初一英语短篇诗歌:《A Broken Appointment》
by Thomas Hardy
You did not come,
And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb.
Yet less for loss of your dear presence there
Than that I thus found lacking in your make
That high compassion which can overbear
Reluctance for pure lovingkindness' sake
Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour stroked its sum,
You did not come.
You love me not.
And love alone can lend you loyalty:
-I know and knew it. But, unto the store
Of human deeds divine in all but name,
Was it not worth a little hour or more
To add yet this: Once you, a woman, came
To soothe a time-torn man; even though it be
You love me not.
《一次失约》
托马斯·哈代
你没有来,
而时光却沙沙地流去,使我发呆。
倒不是惋惜失掉了相见的甜蜜,
是因为我由此看出你的天性
缺乏那种最高的怜悯——尽管不乐意,
出于纯粹的仁慈也能成全别人,
当指盼的钟点敲过,你没有来,
我感到悲哀。
你并不爱我,
而只有爱情才能使你忠诚于我;
——我明白,早就明白。但费一两小时
使除名义外全然圣洁的人类行为
又为何不增添一件好事:
你,作为一个女人,曾一度抚慰
一个为时光折磨的男人,即便说
你并不爱我。
初一英语短篇诗歌:《The Lost Love》
William Wordsworth
She dwelt among the untrodden ways beside the springs of dove.
A maid whom there were none to praise, and very few to love.
A violet by a mossy stone, half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star, when only one is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and few could know, when lucy ceased to be.
But she is in her grave, and oh, the difference to me!
《失去的爱》
【英】威廉·华兹华斯
她居住在白鸽泉水的旁边,无人来往的路径通往四面。
一位姑娘未曾获得称赞,也很少有人爱怜。
苔藓石旁的一株紫罗兰,半藏着逃离人们的视线!
美丽得如同天上的孤星,一颗唯一的星清辉闪闪。
她生无人知,死也无人唁,不知她何时离了人间。
但她安睡在墓中,哦,可怜,对于我意义全然不同。