【篇一】经典英文诗歌欣赏集锦
A Red, Red Rose
Robert Burns(1759–1796)
O my luve is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve is like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.
As fair thou art, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still , my dear, While the sands o' life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only luve, And fare thee weel a while;
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho'it wre ten thousand mile!
【篇二】经典英文诗歌欣赏集锦
Poem
William Carlos Williams (1883-1963)
As the cat
climbed over
the top of
the jamcloset
first the right
forefoot
carefully
then the hind
stepped down
into the pit of
the empty
flowerpot
【篇三】经典英文诗歌欣赏集锦Cut Grass
Philip Larkin (1922-1985) 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.。