最优美的英文诗歌

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　　篇一：Spring Quiet

　　Gone were but the Winter,

　　Come were but the Spring,

　　I would go to a covert

　　Where the birds sing;

　　Where in the whitethorn

　　Singeth a thrush,

　　And a robin sings

　　In the holly-bush.

　　Full of fresh scents

　　Are the budding boughs

　　Arching high over

　　A cool green house;

　　Full of sweet scents,

　　And whispering air

　　Which sayeth softly:

　　"We spread no snare;

　　"Here dwell in safety,

　　Here dwell alone,

　　With a clear stream

　　And a mossy stone.

　　"Here the sun shineth Most shadily;

　　Here is heard an echo

　　Of the far sea,

　　Though far off it be."

　　篇二：A Red, Red Rose

　　O, my Luve's like a red, red rose,

　　That's newly sprung in June.

　　O, my Luve's like the melodie,

　　That's sweetly play'd in tune.

　　As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

　　So deep in Luve am I,

　　And I will love 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!

　　I will love 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 were ten thousand mile!

　　篇三：When I Was One-and-Twenty

　　When I was one-and-twenty

　　heard a wise man say,

　　"Give crowns and pounds and guineas

　　But not your heart away;

　　Give pearls away and rubies

　　But keep your fancy free."

　　But I was one-and-twenty,

　　No use to talk to me.

　　When I was one-and-twenty

　　I heard him say again,

　　"The heart out of the bosom

　　Was never given in vain;

　　'Tis paid with sighs a plenty

　　And sold for endless rue."

　　And I am two-and-twenty,

　　And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.

　　篇四：Lucy

　　She delt among the untrodden ways

　　Beside the springs of Dove,

　　A maid whom there were none to praise

　　And very few to love

　　A violet by a mossy stone

　　Half hidden from the eye!

　　-- Fair as aa star, when only one

　　Is shining in the sky.

　　She lived unknown, and few could know

　　When Lucy ceased to be;

　　But she is in her grave, and, oh,

　　The difference to me!

　　篇五：If You Think You Are

　　If you think you are beaten, you are

　　If you think you dare not, you don't

　　If you think to win but you think you can't

　　It's almost certain you won't

　　If you think you'll lose, you've lost

　　For out of the world we find

　　Success begins with a person's will

　　It's all in the state of mind

　　If you think you're outclassed, you are

　　You've got to think height to rise

　　You've got to be sure of yourself

　　Before you can ever win a prize

　　Life's battles don't always go

　　To the stronger or faster man

　　But sooner or later the man who wins

　　Is the man WHO THINKS HE CAN!

　　篇六：Hope Is the Thing with Feathers

　　Hope is the thing with feathers

　　That perches in the soul,

　　And sings the tune-without the words,

　　And never stops at all,

　　And sweetest in the gale is heard;

　　And sore must be the storm

　　That could abash the little bird

　　That kept so many warm.

　　I've heard it in the chilliest land,

　　And on the strangest sea;

　　Yet, never, in extremity,

　　It asked a crumb of me.

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