优秀英语诗歌
诗歌是一种文学题材,也是书面语篇中的一种,在表现手法上具有鲜明的独特性,现代诗歌尤其明显。小编精心收集了优秀英语诗歌，供大家欣赏学习!
优秀英语诗歌篇1
Seamus Heaney
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; as snug as a gun.
Under my window a clean rasping sound
When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:
My father, digging. I look down
Till his straining rump among the flowerbeds
Bends low, comes up twenty years away
Stooping in rhythm through potato drills
Where he was digging.
The coarse boot nestled on the lug, the shaft
Against the inside knee was levered firmly.
He rooted out tall tops, buried the bright edge deep
To scatter new potatoes that we picked
Loving their cool hardness in our hands.
By God, the old man could handle a spade,
Just like his old man.
My grandfather could cut more turf in a day
Than any other man on Toner's bog.
Once I carried him milk in a bottle
Corked sloppily with paper. He straightened up
To drink it, then fell to right away
Nicking and slicing neatly, heaving sods
Over his shoulder, digging down and down
For the good turf. Digging.
The cold smell of potato mold, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
Through living roots awaken in my head.
But I've no spade to follow men like them.
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I'll dig with it.
挖掘
在我手指和大拇指中间
一支粗壮的笔躺着，舒适自在像一支枪。
我的窗下，一个清晰而粗厉的响声
铁铲切进了砾石累累的土地：
我爹在挖土。我向下望
看到花坪间他正使劲的臀部
弯下去，伸上来，二十年来
穿过白薯垄有节奏地俯仰着，
他在挖土。
粗劣的靴子踩在铁铲上，长柄
贴着膝头的内侧有力地撬动，
他把表面一层厚土连根掀起，
把铁铲发亮的一边深深埋下去，
使新薯四散，我们捡在手中，
爱它们又凉又硬的味儿。
说真的，这老头子使铁铲的巧劲
就像他那老头子一样。
我爷爷的土纳的泥沼地
一天挖的泥炭比谁个都多。
有一次我给他送去一瓶牛奶，
用纸团松松地塞住瓶口。他直起腰喝了，马上又干开了，
利索地把泥炭截短，切开，把土.
撩过肩，为找好泥炭，
一直向下，向下挖掘。
白薯地的冷气，潮湿泥炭地的
咯吱声、咕咕声，铁铲切进活薯根的短促声响
在我头脑中回荡。
但我可没有铁铲像他们那样去干。
在我手指和大拇指中间
那支粗壮的笔躺着。
我要用它去挖掘。
优秀英语诗歌篇2
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down,
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short,
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly
When you ask "How are you?", do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast
Time is short
The music won't last
When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away...
You’re listening to Faith Radio Online-Simply to Relax, I’m Faith.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower,
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
If you have known how to compose your life, you have done a great deal more
than the person who knows how to compose a book. You have done more than
the one who has taken cities and empires.
你曾否看过孩子们骑旋转木马
或听过雨水拍打地面的声音呢?
你曾否追逐过飘忽不定的蝴蝶
或看着夕阳消失于地平线呢?
放慢你的舞步
不要匆匆忙忙
人生苦短
音乐不会永远奏下去。
你是否每天忙个不停
当问候别人时，你真的在意他们的回答吗?
每晚就寝时
你是否仍在脑海中念叨着无数的杂事呢?
放慢你的舞步
不要匆匆忙忙
人生苦短
音乐不会永远奏下去。
当你匆忙赶到目的地时，
也就错过了旅途中一半的乐趣。
当你终日忧心忡忡并马不停蹄时，
就像一份礼物还没被拆开…...
就已丢弃……
人生不是一场竞赛。
放慢你的脚步
倾听沿途的音符
在音乐还没结束以前。
If you have known how to compose your life, you have done a great deal more
than the person who knows how to compose a book. You have done more than
the one who has taken cities and empires.
如果你学会了如何谱写自己的人生，
那么你一点也不比著书立说者甚至攻城略地者逊色。
优秀英语诗歌篇3
Cut Grass
Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
Mown stalks exhale.
Long, long the death
It dies in the white hours
Of young-leafed June
With chestnut flowers,
With hedges snowlike strewn,
White lilac bowed,
Lost lanes of Queen Anne's lace,
And that high-builded cloud
Moving at summer's pace.
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