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經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌(共16首)
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經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 1
My birthright I have traded for a petal dress
and a summer eulogy.I have pawned my soul
for this opal ring, the color of a pale, taxidermied eye.
If I could carry calla lilies on my shoulder once more
like an umbrella in daylight, I would lean them
on the cemetery gate and sleep until the groundskeeper found me.
For some of us, beauty is carcinoma.
The saints stigmata is god’s rose, bestowed
for forgoing a human lover, who will, of course, die.
I died last year.My mother made her tears into crystal
earrings and clipped them to my ears.“Son, you will
pay for your sin,“ my father spoke from his throne of glass.
Stars burn a sharp, white nacre until they evaporate.
The moons flamingo unfolds her iodine wings over the broken city.
My necropolis.My teeth are the fruit of your olive tree.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 2
by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
Think not this paper comes with vain pretense
To move your pity, or to mourn th offense.
Too well I know that hard obdurate heat;
No softening mercy there will take my part,
Nor can a womans arguments prevail,
When even your patrons wise example fails.
But this last privilege I still retain;
Th oppressed and injured always may complain
Too, too severely laws of honor bind
The weak submissive sex of womankind.
If sighs have gained or force compelled our hand,
Deceived by art, or urged by stern command,
Whatever motive binds the fatal tie,
The judging world expects our constancy.
Just heaven! (for sure in heaven does justice reign,
Though tricks below that sacred name profane)
To you appealing I submit my cause,
Nor fear a judgment from impartial laws.
All bargains but conditional are made;
The purchase void, the creditor unpaid;
Defrauded servants are from service free;
A wounded slave regains his liberty.
For wives ill used no remedy remains,
To daily racks condemned, and to eternal chains.
From whence is this unjust distinction grown?
Are we not formed with passions like your own?
Nature with equal fire our souls endued,
Our minds as haughty, and as warm as our blood;
Oer the wide world your pleasures you pursue,
The change is justified by something new;
But we must sigh in silence--and be true.
Our sexs weakness you expose and blame
(Of every prattling fop the common theme),
Yet from this weakness you suppose is due
Sublimer virtue that your Cato knew.
Had heaven designed us trials so severe,
It would have formed our tempers then to bear.
And I have borne (oh what have I not borne!)
The pang of jealousy, the insults of scorn.
Wearied at length, I from your sight remove,
And place my future hopes in secret love.
In the gay bloom of glowing youth retired,
I quit the womans joy to be admired,
With that small pension your hard heart allows,
Renounce your fortune, and release your vows.
To custom (though unjust) so much is due;
I hide my frailty from the public view.
My conscience clear, yet sensible of shame,
My life I hazard, to preserve my fame.
And I prefer this low inglorious state
To vile dependence on the thing I hate--
But you pursue me to this last retreat.
Dragged into light, my tender crime is shown
And every circumstance of fondness known.
Beneath the shelter of the law you stand,
And urge my ruin with a cruel hand,
While to my fault thus rigidly severe,
Tamely submissive to the man you fear.
This wretched outcast, this abandoned wife,
Has yet this joy to sweeten shameful life:
By your mean conduct, infamously loose,
You are at once my accuser and excuse.
Let me be damned by the censorious prude
(Stupidly dull, or spiritually lewd),
My hapless case will surely pity find
From every just and reasonable mind.
When to the final sentence I submit,
The lips condemn me, but their souls acquit.
No more my husband, to your pleasures go,
The sweets of your recovered freedom know.
Go: court the brittle friendship of the great,
Smile at his board, or at his levee wait;
And when dismissed, to madams toilet fly,
More than her chambermaids, or glasses, lie,
Tell her how young she looks, how heavenly fair,
Admire the lilies and the roses there.
Your high ambition may be gratified,
Some cousin of her own be made your bride,
And you the father of a glorious race
Endowed with Ch--ls strength and Low--rs face.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 3
by Denise Duhamel
"……The use of condoms offers substantial protection, but does not
guarantee total protection and that while
there is no evidence that deep kissing has resulted in
transfer of the virus, no one can say that such transmission
would be absolutely impossible."
--The Surgeon General, 1987
I know you wont mind if I ask you to put this on.
Its for your protection as well as mine--Wait.
Wait.Here, before we rush into anything
Ive bought a condom for each one of your fingers.And here--
just a minute--Open up.
Ill help you put this one on, over your tongue.
I was thinking:
If we leave these two rolled, you can wear them
as patches over your eyes.Partners have been known to cry,
shed tears, bodily fluids, at all this trust, at even the thought
of this closeness.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 4
by Matthew Rohrer
In the middle garden is the secret wedding,
that hides always under the other one
and under the shiny things of the other one.Under a tree
one hand reaches through the grainy dusk toward another.
Two right hands.The ring is a weed that will surely die.
There is no one else for miles,
and even those people far away are deaf and blind.
There is no one to bless this.
There are the dark trees, and just beyond the trees.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 5
by Andrea Werblin
Except for the chickens humming to each other,
making themselves look boneless in the dirt,
I want no memory of this place.
I will leave gingerly.
I will leave strung out.
I will leave rocking on my heels in unbearable heat.
the Mexican girls still faking and mourning Selena
from their perfect cement stoops,
not yet sworn to the anger hanging
from their papas mouths like cigarettes.
I will leave stunned, from across the room.
I will leave by instinct, my tongue intact.
I will leave understanding it
was always coming, before that night, even
before we met.Marta will stand quiet, a glyph,
Pedro offer beer in cups.Well sit.
When I leave, the sky will be a gouache of scratches,
the morning sluggish, a cactus flowering.
Or I will leave in blistered dark.It will still be true.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 6
There were mice, and even
Smaller creatures holed up in the rafters.
One would raise its thumb, or frown,
And suddenly the clouds would part, and the whole
Fantastic contraption come tumbling down.
And the arcade of forgotten things
Closed in the winter, and the roller coaster
Stood empty as the visitors sped away
Down a highway that passed by an old warehouse
Full of boxes of spools and spoons.
I wonder if these small mythologies,
Whose only excuse for existing is to maintain us
In our miniscule way of life,
Might possibly be true? And even if they were,
Would it be right? Go find the moon
And seal it in the envelope of night.
The stars are like a distant dust
And what the giants left lies hidden in full view.
Brush your hair.Wipe the blood from your shoes.
Sit back and watch the firedance begin.
--So the rain falls in place,
The playground by the school is overrun with weeds
And we live our stories, filling up our lives
With souvenirs of the abandoned
Factory we have lingered in too long.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 7
Spring
春天
Sound the flute!
吹起長(zhǎng)笛!
Now it’s mute;
現(xiàn)在它無(wú)聲無(wú)息
Birds delight
鳥(niǎo)兒歡歌
Day and night;
白晝黑夜.
Nightingale
夜鶯高唱
In the dale,山谷之上,Lark in sky,空中云雀,Merrily滿心喜悅,Merrily merrily, to welcome in the year.迎接新年,歡天喜地.
Little boy小小男孩
Full of joy;無(wú)比歡喜.
Little girl小小女孩
Sweet and small;嬌小甜蜜.
Cock does crow,公雞報(bào)曉,So do you;你也雞叫.
Merry voice,聲音愉快,Infant noise,嬰兒吵鬧,Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.迎接新年,歡天喜地.
Little Lamb小羔羊兒,Here I am;我在這兒. Come and lick
過(guò)來(lái)舔舔,我雪白的脖子.
My white neck.讓我摸摸
Let me pull你柔軟的羊毛,Your soft wool,讓我親親.
Let me kiss你柔潤(rùn)的`臉兒,Your soft face;歡天喜地,迎接新年.
Merrily, merrily, we welcome in the year.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 8
Clear wine in golden goblets, ten thousand cash a cup,And costly delicacies on jade platters.
Yet I spurn drinking and toss away my chopsticks,Sword in hand, restless, I wonder what to do.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but its ice-bound;
I want to climb the Taihang Mountains, but theyre snow-covered.
So idly I fish by a limpid stream,Dreaming of sailing towards the sun.
Travelling is hard! Travelling is hard!
So many crossroads; which to choose?
One day Ill skim the waves, blown by the wind,With sails hoisted high, across the vast ocean.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 9
Oh Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done,The ship has weatherd every rack, the prize we sought is won,The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But Oh heart! heart! heart!
Oh the bleeding drops of red!
Where on the deck my Captain lies,Fallen cold and dead.
Oh Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up -for you the flag is flung -for you the bugle trills,For you bouquets and ribbond wreaths-for you the shores crowding,For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turing;
Here, Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck
Youve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,My father does not feel my arm , he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchord safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult, Oh shores! and ring, Oh bells!
But I,with mournful tread,Walk the deck my captain lies,Fallen cold and dead.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 10
Amongst the flowers I
am alone with my pot of wine
drinking by myself; then lifting
my cup I asked the moon
to drink with me, its reflection
and mine in the wine cup, just
the three of us; then I sigh
for the moon cannot drink,
and my shadow goes emptily along
with me never saying a word;
with no other friends here, I can
but use these two for company;
in the time of happiness, I
too must be happy with all
around me; I sit and sing
and it is as if the moon
accompanies me; then if I
dance, it is my shadow that
dances along with me; while
still not drunk, I am glad
to make the moon and my shadow
into friends, but then when
I have drunk too much, we
all part; yet these are
friends I can always count on
these who have no emotion
whatsoever; I hope that one day
we three will meet again,
deep in the Milky Way.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 11
She was there at the beginning
When the world was new to you -
She was there to turn to happy times
Those when, you were hurt or blue.
She was there to listen to your thoughts
And when you asked, to give advice -
She was there to tell you, "Those dont match!"
Or, "Hon, you sure look nice."
She was there with you at nighttime
To help you say your prayers _
She was there to tell you, "Its alright."
When you had a dream that scares.
She was there at morning time
To get you up and out of bed -
She was there when you didnt feel good (or did)
To say, "Youd best stay home, instead."
She was there when you were hungry
And when you had those dirty clothes -
She was there when you needed her
(How she knew? Only heaven knows.)
She was there at the beginning
And shell be there your whole life through -
Shell be there in your mind and heart
Just like a mother is supposed to do.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 12
It takes more than blood to be a dad.
Oh this is surely a proven fact.
Ive seen men give his heart to a child …
Never once think of taking it back.
A Dad is the one who is always there;
He protects a child from all harm.
He gives a child the assurance that he
will be their anchor in any storm.
A real Dad is a man that teaches his child
all the things in life he needs to know.
Hes the tower of strength a child leans on.
The source of love that helps them grow.
There are men that children call Daddy.
Oh, he is their shelter when it rains.
He showers them with unconditional love.
As if it were his blood in their veins.
Whenever you meet a Dad that redefines the word,
honor him with all the respect that is due.
Understand that he proudly wears this banner……
Because his heart is big enough for you.
Its sad but true that not all men understand
it takes more than blood to be a dad.
Someday if they wake up to their empty life …
They shall miss what they could have had.
To those men who will never be a dad …
No matter what they say or do.
It takes more than blood to possess that title …
And its only found in a man like you.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 13
The Pride of Youth
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.”
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 14
A Time for Everything
萬(wàn)物皆有時(shí)
from The Holy Bible
For everything there is a season,and a time for every matter under heaven:
凡事都有定期,天下萬(wàn)物都有定時(shí)
A time to be born,and a time to die;
生有時(shí),死有時(shí)
A time to plant,and a time to pluck up that what is planted;
栽種有時(shí),拔出所栽種的,也有時(shí)
A time to kill,and a time to heal;
殺戮有時(shí),醫(yī)治有時(shí)
A time to break down,and a time to build up;
拆毀有時(shí),建造有時(shí)
A time to weep,and a time to laugh;
哭有時(shí),笑有時(shí)
A time to mourn,and a time to dance;
哀慟有時(shí),跳舞有時(shí)
A time to throw away stones,and a time to gather stones together;
拋擲石頭有時(shí),堆聚石頭有時(shí)
A time to embrace,and a time to refrain from embracing;
懷抱有時(shí),不懷抱有時(shí)
A time to seek,and a time to lose;
尋找有時(shí),失落有時(shí)
A time to keep,and a time to cast away;
保守有時(shí),舍棄有時(shí)
A time to tear,and a time to sew;
撕裂有時(shí),縫補(bǔ)有時(shí)
A time to keep silence,and a time to speak;
靜默有時(shí),言語(yǔ)有時(shí)
A time to love,and a time to hate;
喜愛(ài)有時(shí),恨惡有時(shí)
A time for war;
and a time for peace
爭(zhēng)戰(zhàn)有時(shí),和平有時(shí)
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 15
Chariots rumble and horses grumble.
The conscripts march with bow and arrows at the waist.
Their fathers, mothers, wives and children come in haste
To see them off; the bridge is shrouded in dust they’ve raised.
They clutch at their coats, stamp the feet and bar the way;
Their grief cries loud and strikes the cloud straight, straightaway.
An onlooker by roadside asks an enrollee.
“The conscription is frequent,” only answers he.
Some went north at fifteen to guard the rivershore,And were sent west to till the land at forty.
The elder bound their young heads when they went away;
Just home, they’re sent to the frontier though their hair’s gray.
The field on borderland becomes a sea of blood;
The emperor’s greed for land is still at high flood.
Have you not heard
Two hundred districts east of the Hua Mountains lie,Where briers and brambles grow in villages far and nigh?
Although stout women can wield the plough and the hoe,Thorns and weeds in the east as in the west o’ergrow.
The enemy are used to hard and stubborn fight;
Our men are driven just like dogs or fowls in flight.
“You are kind to ask me.
To complain I’m not free.
In winter of this year
Conscription goes on here.
The magistrates for taxes press.
How can we pay them in distress?
If we had know sons bring no joy,We would have preferred girl to boy.
A daughter can be wed to a neighbor, alas!
A son can only be buried under the grass!”
Have you not seen On borders green
Bleached bones since olden days unburied on the plain?
The old ghosts weep and cry, while the new ghosts complain;
The air is loud with screech and scream in gloomy rain.
經(jīng)典英文詩(shī)歌 16
The moon in the bureau mirror
looks out a million miles
(and perhaps with pride, at herself,
but she never, never smiles)
far and away beyond sleep, or
perhaps shes a daytime sleeper.
By the Universe deserted,
shed tell it to go to hell,
and shed find a body of water,
or a mirror, on which to dwell.
So wrap up care in a cobweb
and drop it down the well
into that world inverted
where left is always right,
where the shadows are really the body,
where we stay awake all night,
where the heavens are shallow as the sea
is now deep, and you love me.
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