第1篇：英语诗歌欣赏
英语诗歌欣赏
在生活、工作和学习中，大家对诗歌都再熟悉不过了吧，诗歌是一种抒情言志的文学体裁。还苦于找不到好的.诗歌？以下是小编收集整理的英语诗歌欣赏，欢迎阅读与收藏。
Against Love
Hence Cupid! with your cheating toys,
Your real griefs, and painted joys,
Your pleasure which itself destroys.
Lovers like men in fevers burn and rave,
And only what will injre them do crave.
Mens weakness makes love so severe,
They give him power by their fear,
And make the shackles which they wear.
Who to another does his heart submit,
Makes his own idol,and then worships it.
Him whose heart is all his own,
Peace and liberty does crown,
He apprehends no killing frown.
He feels no raptures which are joys diseased,
And is not much transported,but still pleased.
The Youth
There are gains for all our losses.
There are balms for all our pain;
But when youth, the dream, departs
It takes something from our hearts,
And it never comes again.
We are stronger, and are better,
Under manhood’s sterner reign;
Still we feel that something sweet
Following youth, with flying feet,
And will never come again.
Something beautiful is vanished,
And we sigh for it in vain;
We behold it everywhere,
On the earth, and in the air,
But it never comes again!
Love
I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.
No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is ,wont make you cry.
The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you cant have them.
Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Dont waste your time on a man/woman, who isnt willing to waste their time on you.
Just because someone doesnt love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they dont love you with all they have.
Dont try to hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.
Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.
Dont cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
Trees
J.Kilmer
I think that I shall J.Kilmernever see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
against the earths sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with the rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
My Father
When I was:
Four years old: My daddy can do anything.
Five years old: My daddy knows a whole lot.
Six years old: My dad is smarter than your dad.
Eight years old: My dad doesnt know exactly everything.
Ten years old: In the olden days, when my dad grew up, things were sure different.
Twelve years old: Oh, well, naturally, Dad doesnt know anything about that. He is too old to remember his childhood.
Fourteen years old: Dont pay any attention to my dad. He is so old-fashioned.
Twenty-one years old: Him? My Lord, hes hopelessly out of date.
Twenty-five years old: Dad knows about it, but then he should, because he has been around so long.
Thirty years old: Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks. After all, hes had a lot of experience.
Thirty-five years old: Im not doing a single thing until I talk to Dad.
Forty years old: I wonder how Dad would have handled it. He was so wise.
Fifty years old: Id give anything if Dad were here now so I could talk this over with him. Too bad I didnt appreciate how smart he was. I could have learned a lot from him.
By The Arno
The oleander on the wall
Grows crimson in the dawning light,
Though the grey shadows of the night
Lie yet on Florence like a pall.
The dew is bright upon the hill,
And bright the blossoms overhead,
But ah! the grasshoppers have fled,
The little Attic song is still.
Only the leaves are gently stirred
By the soft breathing of the gale,
And in the almond－scented vale
The lonely nightingale is heard.
The day will make thee silent soon,
O nightingale sing on for love!
While yet upon the shadowy grove
Splinter the arrows of the moon.
Before across the silent lawn
In sea－green vest the morning steals,
And to loves frightened eyes reveals
The long white fingers of the dawn
Fast climbing up the eastern sky
To grasp and slay the shuddering night,
All careless of my hearts delight,
Or if the nightingale should die.
第2篇：欣赏英语诗歌
欣赏英语诗歌
My Mistress’ Eyes Are Nothing like the Sun
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun；
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red：
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun；
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head．
I have seen roses damasked*, red and white,be in pink
But no such roses see I in her cheeks；
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks．
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound：
I grant I never saw a goddess go,---
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground．
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare．
我的爱人没有阳光一般明亮的眼睛
威廉·莎士比亚
我的爱人没有阳光一般明亮的.眼睛,
也远远没有赛过珊瑚的红唇；
她的胸脯比白雪幽暗,
如麻的黑发长在她的头顶。
我见过红、白各色的玫瑰,
可玫瑰的颜色在她面颊上全无踪影；
如果说香水气味芬芳,
可她的呼吸中香味难寻。
我爱听她开口讲话,
虽远不如音乐悦耳动听：
我的爱人走路是常人的步态,
我承认从未见过仙女的身形。
然而,天啊,我的爱人弥足珍贵,
尽管难与那些美妙的比喻相提并论。
第3篇：精选英语诗歌欣赏
精选英语诗歌欣赏
诗歌欣赏：Batuschka
From yonder gilded minaret
Beside the steel－blue Neva set，
I faintly catch， from time to time，
The sweet， aerial midnight chime——
“God save the Tsar！”
Above the ravelins and the moats
Of the white citadel it floats；
And men in dungeons far beneath
Listen， and pray， and gnash their teeth——
“God save the Tsar！”
The soft reiterations sweep
第4篇：圣诞节英语诗歌欣赏
圣诞节英语诗歌欣赏
christmas love!
is christmas dying?
holly that hang from the door is disappearing,
lights don’t shine so bright.
christmas goodwill and spirit is hard to be found,
feeling i’ve found my scrooge.
is it now that i’ve grown i see a different picture,
not so tinted in green and gifts.
santa filling my stocking,
everything such a dream through a child ey
