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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;是形美、声美、意美的和谐统一。我精心收集了经典英语诗歌，供大家欣赏学习!
Love’s Philosophy
爱的哲学
-Percy·Bysshe·Shelley
——波西·比希·雪莱
The fountains mingle with the river
泉水汇入溪流,
And the rivers with the ocean,
溪流汇入海洋,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
天际缕缕清风总是交织而至,
With a sweet emotion;
甜蜜涌动;
Nothing in the world is single,
这世上没有什么是形单影只的,
All things by a law divine
万物都遵循一条神圣的定律,
In one another’s being mingle—
相存相依——
Why not I with thine?
你我何不如此?
See the mountains kiss high heaven
你看山川亲吻高天,
And the waves clasp one another;
朵朵浪花相依相拥;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
花儿也如兄弟姐妹般相亲相爱,
If it disdain’d its brother;
不嫌弃彼此;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
阳光与大地相拥,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea—
月光亲吻着海洋——
What are all these kissings worth,
这一切亲吻有何意义,
If thou kiss not me?
倘若你不肯吻我?
济慈《那一天来了，所有的甜蜜都失去》
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
那一天来了，甜蜜的一切已失去!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast,
甜嗓，甜唇，酥胸，纤纤十指，
Warm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone,
热烈的呼吸，温柔的低音，耳语，
Bright eyes, accomplish'd shape, and lang'rous waist !
明眸，美好的体态，柔软的腰肢!
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,
凋谢了，鲜花初绽的全部魅力，
Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,
凋谢了，我眼睛见过的美的景色，
Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,
凋谢了，我双臂抱过的美的形体，
Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise-
凋谢了，轻声，温馨，纯洁，欢乐——
Vanish'd unseasonably at shut of eve,
这一切在黄昏不合时宜地消退，
When the dusk holiday or holy night
当黄昏，节日的黄昏，爱情的良夜
Of fragrant-curtain'd love begins to weave
正开始细密地编织昏暗的经纬
The woof of darkness thick, for hid delight;
以便用香幔遮住隐蔽的欢悦;
But, as I've read love's missal through to-day,
但今天我已把爱的弥撒书读遍，
He'll let me sleep, seeing I fast and pray.
他见我斋戒祈祷，会让我安眠。
Ode to the West Wind
西风颂
I 第一节
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,
Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,
Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,
Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,
Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed
The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,
Each like a corpse within its grave, until
Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow
Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill
(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)
With living hues and odours plain and hill:
Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;
Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!
啊，狂野的西风，你把秋气猛吹，
不露脸便将落叶一扫而空，
犹如法师赶走了群鬼，
赶走那黄绿红黑紫的一群，
那些染上了瘟疫的魔怪——
呵，你让种子长翅腾空，
又落在冰冷的土壤里深埋，
象尸体躺在坟墓，但一朝
你那青色的东风妹妹回来，
为沉睡的大地吹响银号，
驱使羊群般蓓蕾把大气猛喝，
就吹出遍野嫩色，处处香飘。
狂野的精灵!你吹遍了大地山河，
破坏者，保护者，听吧——听我的歌!
II 第二节
Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion,
Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed,
Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,
Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread
On the blue surface of thine aery surge,
Like the bright hair uplifted from the head
Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge
Of the horizon to the zenith's height,
The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge
Of the dying year, to which this closing night
Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,
Vaulted with all thy congregated might
Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere
Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear!
你激荡长空，乱云飞坠
如落叶;你摇撼天和海，
不许它们象老树缠在一堆;
你把雨和电赶了下来，
只见蓝空上你驰骋之
忽有万丈金发披开，
象是酒神的女祭司勃然大怒
愣把她的长发遮住了半个天，
将暴风雨的来临宣布。
你唱着挽歌送别残年
今夜这天空宛如圆形的大墓
罩住了混浊的云雾一片，
却挡不住电火和冰雹的突破，
更有黑雨倾盆而下!呵，听我的歌!
III 第三节
Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,
Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams,
Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,
And saw in sleep old palaces and tower
Quivering within the wave's intenser day,
All overgrown with azure moss and flowers
So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou
For whose path the Atlantic's level powers
Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below
The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear
The sapless foliage of the ocean, know
Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear,
And tremble and despoil themselves: oh hear!
你惊扰了地中海的夏日梦，
它在清澈的碧水里静躺，
听着波浪的催眠曲，睡意正浓
朦胧里它看见南国港外石岛旁
烈日下古老的宫殿和楼台
把影子投在海水里晃荡，
它们的墙上长满花朵和藓苔，
那香气光想想也叫人醉倒!
你的来临叫大西洋也惊骇
它忙把海水劈成两半，为你开道，
海地下有琼枝玉树安卧，
尽管深潜万丈，一听你的怒号
就闻声而变色，只见一个个
战栗，畏缩——呵，听我的歌!
IV 第四节
If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;
If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share
The impulse of thy strength, only less free
Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even
I were as in my boyhood, and could be
The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven,
As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed
Scarce seem'd a vision; I would ne'er have striven
As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.
Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!
I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd
One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
如果我能是一片落叶随你飘腾，
如果我能是一朵流云伴你飞行，
或是一个浪头在你的威力下翻滚，
如果我能有你的锐势和冲劲，
即使比不上你那不羁的奔放，
但只要能拾回我当年的童心，
我就能陪着你遨游天上，
那时候追上你未必是梦呓，
又何至沦落到这等颓丧，
祈求你来救我之急!
呵，卷走我吧，象卷落叶，波浪，流云!
我跌在人生的刺树上，我血流遍体!
岁月沉重如铁链，压着的灵魂
原本同你一样，高傲，飘逸，不驯。
V 第五节
Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,
Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,
My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like wither'd leaves to quicken a new birth!
And, by the incantation of this verse,
Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawaken'd earth
The trumpet of a prophecy! Oh Wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
让我做你的竖琴吧，就同森林一般，
纵然我们都落叶纷纷，又有何妨!
我们身上的秋色斑烂，
好给你那狂飚曲添上深沉的回响，
甜美而带苍凉。给我你迅猛的劲头!
豪迈的精灵，化成我吧，借你的锋芒，
把我的腐朽思想扫出宇宙，
扫走了枯叶好把新生来激发;
凭着我这诗韵做符咒，
犹如从未灭的炉头吹出火花，
把我的话散布在人群之中!
对那沉睡的大地，拿我的嘴当喇叭，
吹响一个预言!呵，西风，
如果冬天已到，难道春天还用久等?
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英语诗歌 是高校专业英国文学课程教学中要的一门课，中国有优美诗歌，英国也有优美诗歌，需要介绍诗人生平，分析诗歌语言，讲解诗歌内容。下面我整理了英语优美诗歌朗诵，供你阅读参考。
The same leaves over and over again!
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather glove.
同样的叶子，一回又一回!
从投下树阴的高处飘落，
堆积成枯褐的纹理，
仿佛给大地戴上了皮手套。
Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.
叶子再次爬上高枝
为大树添上另一重树阴之前，
它们必须坠落，与向上的一切擦肩。
它们必须坠落，进入黑暗，腐化。
They must be pierced by flowers and put
Beneath the feet of dancing flowers.
However it is in some other world
I know that this is the way in ours.
它们必然为花朵所穿透，
躺在迎风招展的花朵脚下。
而在另一生境，
我知道，这也是我们的历程。
I Learn To Be Strong 我学会坚强
Words of wisdom come to my ears,
智慧之语穿过我的耳朵，
Telling me what I know in my heart,
告诉我一些我心中早已明白，
But never wanted to hear.
却不愿去相信的一番话。
With the truth finally said and out in the open for me to plainly see,
当真言终于被道出，并展现于我面前，使我不得不现实地面对时，
I wonder why I can love so deeply but never had that love returned back to me.
我问自己为什么我会爱得如此深切，而那爱情却从未走向我。
I confessed the feelings that I held inside for so long,
我坦然告白埋藏于心中已久的那份情感，
But with his soft- hearted rejection,
但在他温柔的宛然拒绝声中，
I realize I have to be strong.
我认识到我必须坚强。
With tears that want to flow from my eyes,
当眼泪欲夺眶而出时，
I feel that my heart, along with my composure, slowly dies.
我感觉到我的心在沉静中慢慢熄灭。
While this dramatic side is showing through with my ability to question and reason,
这时，一个坚强的声音伴随着我理智的思考再现，
I think I may have found something in me that I can believe in.
我可能已经找到我对自己的信心。
Love hurts . . .
爱情痛心…
That's what they all say,
人们都这样说，
But I will love again when all this pain and sorrow goes away.
但是当所有这些伤与痛消却之时，我要再次去爱。
So I sit and think of all the things this situation has cost,
于是我坐下来，思考着所有这一切能带来的影响，
And I realize that nothing very important has been lost.
我骤然发现原来自己并没有失去任何重要的东西。
Instead, a learning experience has come from all this.
相反，我从中收获了 经验 和智慧，
I've learned that hardly anything is more important than my happiness.
我已经明白：生活中没有任何事情比自身的快乐更重要。
No matter who you are, where you are, I wish every one of us is learning to be stronger.
不论你是谁，身在何处，我希望我们每个人都在学着更坚强。
Life is A Journey 人生如旅
From the hell to the heaven,
There's no straight way to walk.
Sometimes up, sometimes down.
Hope creates a heaven for us,
Despair makes a hell for us.
地狱天堂路遥遥，
理想捷径无处寻。
起起落落前行路，
一线希望造天堂，
千般绝望坠地狱。
Some choices are waiting for me,
Which one on earth is better?
No God in the world can help me,
Choosing is the 1)byname of freedom,
Different choice makes different future.
前行歧路须选择，
究竟哪条会更好?
绝无上帝可依凭，
自由别名乃选择，
不同抉择造异境。
It's stupid to put eyes on others.
I have to make up my own mind,
Going my way to the destination.
盲随他人不明智，
吾须定夺前行路，
不达目标誓不休。
Facing success or failure,
It's no need to care too much.
Only if I've tried my best,
It’s enough for my simple life.
纵然面对成与败，
谨记无须太在意。
只要吾已竭全力，
淡然此生无所系。
木叶星海
推荐你《体育颂》！是现代奥林匹克运动会的创始人——顾拜旦于1912年第5届奥运会在瑞典斯德歌尔摩举行时，用笔名发表的一篇优美动听的散文诗。该作品获得了首次举办的奥林匹克文学艺术比赛金质奖。这篇作品在当时产生了巨大的轰动效应。《体育颂》经历了多年，其间一直为人们所喜闻乐见，争先传诵，具有永久的魅力。《体育颂》体现了时代特点和重大社会意义的奥林匹克理想，闪耀着顾拜旦体育思想的灿烂光辉，具有很高的审美价值和强大的美学力量。顾拜旦在这篇传世的散文诗中充满激情地讴歌体育和奥林匹克运动，高度评价了奥林匹克运动在现代社会文明中的作用和地位，同时也讽刺和批判了奥林匹克运动中的种种弊端，其主导思想是“体育就是和平”，这也是他以“奥林匹克理想”为题的《文选》中多次阐释的奥林匹克主义，且被《奥林匹克宪章》所强调。顾拜旦用一个法国名字和一个德国名字署名发表这首散文诗，是用心良苦的。首先是基于他所倡导的“费厄泼赖”的公平竞争原则，为使评委能公平评判而用了笔名；其次，根据国际奥林匹克委员会委员、匈牙利人梅佐博士的解释，顾拜旦先生是想告诉人们:即使像法国、德国这样有着世仇的国家，也能在奥林匹克运动的大家庭中，增进互相了解而友好相处。英文原文：ODE TO SPORT *I.O Sport, pleasure of the Gods, essence of life, you appeared suddenly in the midst of the grey clearing which writhes with the drudgery of modern existence, like the radiant messenger of a past age, when mankind still smiled. And the glimmer of dawn lit up the mountain tops and flecks of light dotted the ground in the gloomy forests.II.O Sport, you are Beauty! You are the architect of that edifice which is the human body and which can become abject or sublime according to whether it is defiled by vile passions or improved through healthy exertion. There can be no beauty without balance and proportion, and you are the peerless master of both, for you create harmony, you give movements rhythm, you make strength graceful and you endow suppleness with power.Ill.O Sport, you are Justice! The perfect equity for which men strive in vain in their social institutions is your constant companion. No one can jump a centimetre higher than the height he can jump, nor run a minute longer than the length he can run. The limits of his success are determined solely by his own physical and moral strength.IV.O Sport, you are Audacity! The meaning of all muscular effort can be summed up in the word ‘dare’. What good are muscles, what is the point of feeling strong and agile, and why work to improve one’s agility and strength, unless it is in order to dare? But the daring you inspire has nothing in common with the adventurer’s recklessness in staking everything on chance. Yours is a prudent, well-considered audacity.V.O Sport, you are Honour!The laurels you bestow have no value unless they have been won in absolute fairness and with perfect impartiality. He who, with some shameful trick, manages to deceive his fellow competitors feels guilt to his very core and lives in fear of the ignominious epithet which shall forever be attached to his name should his trickery be discovered.VI.O Sport, you are Joy! At your behest, flesh dances and eyes smile; blood races abundantly through the arteries. Thoughts stretch out on a brighter, clearer horizon. To the sorrowful you can even bring salutary diversion from their distress, whilst the happy you enable fully to savour their joie de vivre.VII.O Sport, you are Fecundity! You strive directly and nobly towards perfection of the race, destroying unhealthy seed and correcting the flaws which threaten its essential purity. And you fill the athlete with a desire to see his sons grow up agile and strong around him to take his place in the arena and, in their turn, carry off the most glorious trophies.VIII.O Sport, you are Progress! To serve you, a man must improve himself both physically and spiritually. You force him to abide by a greater discipline; you demand that he avoid all excess. You teach him wise rules which allow him to exert himself with the maximum of intensity without compromising his good health.IX.O Sport, you are Peace! You promote happy relations between peoples, bringing them together in their shared devotion to a strength which is controlled, organized and self-disciplined. From you, the young worldwide learn self-respect, and thus the diversity of national qualities becomes the source of a generous and friendly rivalry.*Awarded a prize in the sports literature competition in the V Olympiad Stockholm 1912.** Pierre de Coubertin pseudonym.配乐的话，不要用运动员进行曲，太吵可以用出埃及记，或者其他比较大气的音乐，如果愿意用这篇文章可以百度HI我
