最值得欣賞的的英文詩歌

　　英語詩歌和歌曲以其美妙的意境和深邃的思想帶給人無盡的奇思妙想。下面是小編帶來的，歡迎閱讀!

　　篇一

　　Funeral Blues by W. H. Auden

　　葬禮藍調 奧登

　　Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

　　停止所有的時鐘，切斷電話

　　Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

　　給狗一塊濃汁的骨頭，讓他別叫

　　Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

　　黯啞了鋼琴，隨著低沉的鼓

　　Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

　　抬出靈慪，讓哀悼者前來。

　　Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

　　讓直升機在頭頂悲旋

　　Scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead'.

　　在天空狂草著資訊他已逝去，

　　Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

　　把黑紗系在信鴿的白頸，

　　Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

　　讓交通員戴上黑色的手套。

　　He was my North, my South, my East and West,

　　他曾經是我的東，我的西，我的南，我的北，

　　My working week and my Sunday rest,

　　我的工作天，我的休息日，

　　My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

　　我的正午，我的夜半，我的話語，我的歌吟，

　　I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

　　我以為愛可以不朽：我錯了。

　　The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,

　　不再需要星星，把每一顆都摘掉，

　　Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,

　　把月亮包起，拆除太陽，

　　Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;

　　傾瀉大海，掃除森林;

　　For nothing now can ever come to any good.

　　因為什麼也不會，再有意味。

　　篇二

　　Fresh Cream and Cheese by Robert Herrick

　　Would ye have fresh Cheese and Cream?

　　Julia’s Breast can give you them:

　　and if more: each Nipple cries to your cream,

　　here’s Strawberries.

　　篇三

　　La Belle Dame Sans Merci by John Keats

　　冷酷仙女 約翰·濟慈

　　Oh what can ail thee,knight-at-arms

　　騎士啊您為何哀傷

　　Alone and palely loitering?

　　孤獨彷徨 悲傷煩擾

　　The sedge has withered from the lake

　　湖中之草都已枯敗

　　And no birds sing

　　鳥兒 也匿聲了

　　Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms so haggard and so woe-begone?

　　騎士啊您為何哀傷，如此憔悴，如此懊惱

　　The squirrel's granary is full and the harvest's done

　　食物堆滿松鼠糧倉，豐收時節都結束了

　　I see a lily on thy brow

　　您的眉眼間綻放一朵百合

　　With anguish moist and fever dew

　　溼熱悲苦的露珠於其間垂綴

　　And on thy cheek a fading rose

　　您的臉龐上有支凋零玫瑰

　　Fast withereth too

　　轉瞬間枯萎

　　I met a lady in the meads

　　我邂逅美人於那綠坪之上

　　Full beautiful--a faery's child

　　她定是精靈之女啊美得這般無暇

　　Her hair was long, her foot was light

　　曼長的秀髮輕盈的步伐

　　And her eyes were wild

　　狂野之光在她眸間閃亮

　　I made a garland for her head

　　我用鮮花為她做成花冠

　　And bracelets too, and fragrant zone

　　手鐲還有那芳香的束腰

　　She looked at me as she did love

　　她凝神看我彷彿滿眼愛意

　　And made sweet moan

　　她溫柔嘆息如有甜蜜愁哀

　　I set her on my pacing steed

　　我抱她上馬

　　And nothing else saw all day long

　　一整日啊再看不到其他

　　For sidelong would she bend, and sing

　　眼裡只見她那側身的模樣

　　A faery's song

　　耳中只聞她唱的妖靈歌謠

　　She found me roots of relish sweet

　　她為我採集甜美草根

　　And honey wild, and manna dew

　　嗎哪甘露、野生蜂蜜

　　And sure in language strange she said

　　她所說言語也甚奇

　　"I love thee true."

　　“我愛你，全心全意”

　　She took me to her elfin grot

　　她引我進那妖精洞穴

　　And there she wept and sighed full sore

　　於此，她悽悽落淚她哀哀感傷

　　And there I shut her wild eyes

　　於此，那雙狂野之眼啊

　　With kisses four

　　被我以吻合上

　　And there she lulled me asleep

　　於此 她誘我魂入夢土

　　And there I dreamed--ah! woe betide!

　　啊正是於此!哀痛來襲

　　The latest dream I ever dreamed

　　我最近一次沉入夢境

　　On the cold hill's side

　　就在那 冰冷的山坡之側

　　I saw pale kings and princes too

　　我目睹諸多面色蒼白的國王、王子

　　Pale warriors, death-pale were they all

　　與騎士;他們全蒼白得如殭屍白骨

　　They cried--"La Belle Dame sans Merci

　　他們都在嘶喊：那個冷酷的女子啊

　　Hath thee in thrall!"

　　已經囚你為奴!

　　I saw their starved lips in the gloam

　　我目睹他們那些咧開的枯脣

　　With horrid warning gaped wide

　　嘴裡全是 悚駭警言

　　And I awoke and found me here

　　爾後我便驚醒 發現自己

　　On the cold hill's side

　　已在這 冰冷的山坡之側

　　And this is why I sojourn here

　　於是我徘徊此地

　　Alone and palely loitering

　　孤獨彷徨 悲傷煩惱

　　Though the sedge is withered from the lake

　　縱然湖中之草都已枯敗

　　And no birds sing

　　縱然鳥兒 也匿聲了

　　篇四

　　One Cigarette by Edwin Morgan

　　No smoke without you, my fire.

　　After you left,your cigarette glowed on in my ashtray

　　and sent up a long thread of such quiet grey

　　I smiled to wonder who would believe its signal of so much love.

　　One cigarette in the non-smoker's tray.

　　As the last spire trembles up,

　　a sudden draught blows it winding into my face.

　　Is it smell, is it taste?

　　You are here again, and I am drunk on your tobacco lips.

　　Out with the light.

　　Let the smoke lie back in the dark.

　　Till I hear the very ash sigh down among the flowers of brass

　　I'll breathe, and long past midnight, your last kiss.