课程作业论文题目：The Essay I Like Best学生：任课教师：国清二级学院：专业班级：学号：一、《夜莺颂》原文Ode to a nightingaleMy heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,But being too happy in thine happiness,--That thou, light-winged Dryad of the treesIn some melodious plotOf beechen green, and shadows numberless,Singest of summer in full-throated ease.O, for a draught of vintage! that hath beenCool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth,Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!O for a beaker full of the warm South,Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,And purple-stained mouthThat I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dimFade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;Where but to think is to be full of sorrowAnd leaden-eyed despairs,Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.Away! away! for I will fly to thee,Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,But on the viewless wings of Poesy,Though the dull brain perplexes and retards Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays;But here there is no light,Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves;And mid-May's eldest child,The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.Darkling I listen; and, for many a timeI have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath;Now more than ever seems it rich to die,To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroadIn such an ecstasy!Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain-- To thy high requiem become a sod.Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!No hungry generations tread thee down;The voice I hear this passing night was heardIn ancient days by emperor and clown:Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,She stood in tears amid the alien corn;The same that oft-times hathCharm'd magic casements, opening on the foamOf perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.Forlorn! the very word is like a bellTo toll me back from thee to my sole self!Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so wellAs she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf.Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fadesPast the near meadows, over the still stream,Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deepIn the next valley-glades:Was it a vision, or a waking dream?Fled is that music:--Do I wake or sleep?二、《夜莺颂》中文翻译我的心在痛,困顿和麻木刺进了感官有如饮过毒鸩又像是刚把鸦片吞服於是向列斯忘川下沉并不是我忌妒你的好运而是你的快乐使我太欢欣因为在林间嘹亮的天地里你呵,轻翅的仙灵你躲进山毛榉的葱绿和荫影放开了歌喉,歌唱著夏季唉,要是有一口酒,那冷藏在地下多年的清醇饮料一尝就令人想起绿色之邦想起花神,恋歌,和舞蹈要是有一杯南国的温暖充满了鲜红的灵感之泉杯缘明灭著珍珠的泡沫给嘴唇染上紫斑我要一饮而尽而悄然离开尘寰和你同去幽暗的林中隐没远远地,远远隐没,让我忘掉你在树叶间从不知道的一切忘记这疲劳,热病,和焦躁这使人对坐而悲叹的世界在这里,青春,苍白,削瘦,死亡而瘫痪有几根白发在摇摆在这里,稍一思索就充满了忧伤和灰暗的绝望而美保持不住明眸的光彩新生的爱情活不到明天就枯凋去吧!去吧!我要朝你飞去不用和酒神坐文豹的车驾我要展开诗歌底无形的羽翼尽管这头脑已经困顿,疲乏去了,我已经和你同往夜这般温柔,月后正登上宝座周围是侍卫她的一群星星但这儿不甚明亮除了有一线天光,被微风带过葱绿的幽暗和藓苔的曲径我看不出是哪种花在脚旁什麼清香的花挂在树枝上在温馨的幽暗理,我只能猜想这时令该把哪种芬芳赋予这果树,林莽和草丛这白枳花,和田野的玫瑰这绿叶堆中易凋的紫罗兰还有五月中旬的娇宠这缀满了露酒的麝香蔷薇它成了夏夜蚊蚋嗡营的港湾我在黑暗中里倾听,多少次我几乎爱上了静谧的死亡我在诗思里用尽了我言辞求他把我的一息散入空茫而现在,死更是多麼的富丽在午夜里溘然魂离人间当你正倾泻你的心怀发出这般的狂喜你仍将歌唱,但我却不再听你的莽歌只能唱给泥草一块永生的鸟啊,你不会死去饿的世代无法将你蹂躏今夜,我偶然听到的歌曲当使古代的帝王和村夫喜悦或许这同样的歌也曾激荡露丝忧郁的心,使她不禁落泪站在异邦的谷田里想著家就是这声音常常在失掉了的仙域里引动窗扉一个美女望著大海险恶的浪花失掉了,这句话好比一声钟使我猛省到我站脚的地方别了!幻想,这骗人的妖童不能老耍弄它盛传的伎俩别了!别了!你怨诉的歌声流过草坪,越过幽静的溪水溜上山坡,而此时它正深深埋在附近的溪谷中这是个幻觉,还是梦寐那歌声去了——我是睡?是醒?三、《夜莺颂》赏析·背景介绍1818年，济慈23岁。

那年，诗人患上了肺痨，同时诗人还处于和妮·布恩小姐的热恋中。

正如诗人自己说的，他常常想的两件事就是爱情的甜蜜和自己死去的时间。

在这样的情况下，诗人情绪激昂，心中充满着悲愤和对生命的渴望。

在一个深沉的夜晚，在浓密的树枝下，在鸟儿嘹亮的歌声中，诗人一口气写下了这首8节80多行的《夜莺颂》。