朗朗上口的英語詩歌薦讀

　　學生都樂於學習詩歌,不僅因為詩歌短小精悍,語言簡練優美,尾韻富有節奏,讀來琅琅上口,特別容易記憶,而且在所有的文學形式中,詩歌顯現手法多樣且蘊含著豐富的哲理和智慧。下面是小編帶來的朗朗上口的英語詩歌，歡迎閱讀!

　　朗朗上口的英語詩歌篇一

　　When a Woman Loves a Man

　　by David Lehman

　　When she says margarita she means daiquiri.

　　When she says quixotic she means mercurial.

　　And when she says， "I'll never speak to you again，"

　　she means， "Put your arms around me from behind

　　as I stand disconsolate at the window."

　　He's supposed to know that.

　　When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia

　　or he is in Boston， writing， and she is in New York， reading，

　　or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he

　　is raking leaves in Ithaca

　　or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate

　　at the window overlooking the bay

　　where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on

　　while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway.

　　When a woman loves a man it is one ten in the morning

　　she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels

　　drinking lemonade

　　and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed

　　where she remains asleep and very warm.

　　When she says tomorrow she means in three or four weeks.

　　When she says， "We're talking about me now，"

　　he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says，

　　"Did somebody die?"

　　When a woman loves a man， they have gone

　　to swim naked in the stream

　　on a glorious July day

　　with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle

　　of water rushing over smooth rocks，

　　and there is nothing alien in the universe.

　　Ripe apples fall about them.

　　What else can they do but eat?

　　When he says， "Ours is a transitional era，"

　　"that's very original of you，" she replies，

　　dry as the martini he is sipping.

　　They fight all the time

　　It's fun

　　What do I owe you?

　　Let's start with an apology

　　Ok， I'm sorry， you dickhead.

　　A sign is held up saying "Laughter."

　　It's a silent picture.

　　"I've been fucked without a kiss，" she says，

　　"and you can quote me on that，"

　　which sounds great in an English accent.

　　One year they broke up seven times and threatened to do it

　　another nine times.

　　When a woman loves a man， she wants him to meet her at the

　　airport in a foreign country with a jeep.

　　When a man loves a woman he's there. He doesn't complain that

　　she's two hours late

　　and there's nothing in the refrigerator.

　　When a woman loves a man， she wants to stay awake.

　　She's like a child crying

　　at nightfall because she didn't want the day to end.

　　When a man loves a woman， he watches her sleep， thinking：

　　as midnight to the moon is sleep to the beloved.

　　A thousand fireflies wink at him.

　　The frogs sound like the string section

　　of the orchestra warming up.

　　The stars dangle down like earrings the shape of grapes.

　　朗朗上口的英語詩歌篇二

　　Dream of the Evil Servant

　　 by Reetika Vazirani

　　New Delhi， 1967

　　1.

　　We kept war in the kitchen.

　　A set of ten bone china plates， now eight.

　　As if a perfumed guest stole her riches . . .

　　The next day she wanted to leave at noon.

　　I said， be back by four， I'm paying you.

　　She sat by the door，

　　she put out her hand，

　　her knuckles knocked against mine，

　　hard deliberate knuckles. I gave her cash.

　　Off to watch movies， off to smoke ganja.

　　2.

　　She came back late and high as if my fear asked for it.

　　I called her junglee.

　　Everything went off late ——

　　dinner， the children getting into bed;

　　but the guests understood：

　　they had servants too.

　　She stuck diaper pins in my children.

　　I cursed her openly. Who shouted?

　　Or I cursed her silently and went my way.

　　She stole bangles my husband's mother bought，

　　bangles a hundred years old. But she wore frayed jewelry

　　hawked on the street. She was like a rock that nicked

　　furniture in corners you'd think only a rat could go.

　　3.

　　Why didn't I dismiss her?

　　I don't know.

　　She got old as I got old.

　　I could see her sharp shoulder bones

　　tighten， her knuckled skull.

　　I had to look at her. It had to wound me.

　　Listen， said my mother. Yes mother， I listened， crouched in my head.

　　Looking over the flowered verandah she said：

　　Who are you to think you are beautiful?

　　What have you got to show?

　　Go sit on your rag.

　　All my life I tended to looks，

　　they betrayed me. I bore you.

　　I am wretched. Be my mother. Be my maid.

　　朗朗上口的英語詩歌篇三

　　When You Are Old

　　當你老了

　　When you are old and gray and full of sleep

　　And nodding by the fire,take down this book,

　　And slowly read,and dream of the soft look

　　Your eyes had once,and of their shadows deep;

　　How many loved your moments of glad grace,

　　And loved your beauty with love false or true;

　　But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,

　　And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

　　And bending down beside the glowing bars,

　　Murmur,a little sadly,how love fled

　　And paced upon the mountains overhead,

　　And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

　　當你老了，頭白了，睡思昏沉，

　　爐火旁打盹，請取下這部詩歌，

　　慢慢讀，回想你過去眼神的柔和

　　回想它們過去的濃重的陰影;

　　多少人愛你年輕環暢的時候

　　愛慕你的美貌出於假意或真心，

　　只有一個人愛你那朝聖者的靈魂，

　　愛你老去的容顏的痛苦的皺紋。

　　躬身在紅光閃耀的爐火旁，

　　悽然的低語，愛為何消逝，

　　在頭頂的山上他緩緩踱著步子，

　　將臉隱沒在了群星之中。