關於簡單的英語小詩歌精選
英語詩歌的特點是短小精悍,語言簡練,注重押韻,具有豐富的想象力,是英語文學中的瑰寶。小編整理了關於簡單的英語小詩歌，歡迎閱讀!
關於簡單的英語小詩歌篇一
Elizabeth Barrett Browning ***1806-1861***
The soul’s Rialto hath its merchandise;
I barter curl for curl upon that mart,
And from my poet’s forehead to my heart
Receive this lock which outweighs argosies, --
As purply black, as erst to Pindar’s eyes
The dim purpureal tresses gloomed athwart
The nine white Muse-brows. For this counterpart,
The bay-crown’s shade, Beloved, I surmise,
Still lingers on thy curl, it is so black!
Thus, with a fillet of smooth-kissing breath,
I tie the shadows safe from gliding back,
And lay the gift where nothing hindereth;
Here on my heart, as on thy brow, to lack
No natural heat till mine grows cold in death.
心靈利雅託--伊麗莎白·巴瑞特·勃朗寧
王道餘 譯
心靈利雅託，也有其交易，
一卷對一卷，換物在彼市，
從君詩人額，到我心裡面，
得此頭髮卷，重過大貨船，
髮色黑帶紫，如品達曾見，
紫中又透黑，繆斯白額前，
憂鬱垂下來。你發如彼發，
我的愛，我猜，月桂冠影暗，
猶在你髮捲，烏黑如這般!
輕吻般呼氣，猶如絲帶綰，
將此暗影栓，不再掉下邊，
將此珍貴禮，置於我心間;
此地無人擾，猶在你額前，
在我死之前，不會缺溫暖。
關於簡單的英語小詩歌篇二
時光你張口
Sonnet 19
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
And burn the long-liv'd phoenix, in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st,
And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
O! carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,
Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;
Him in thy course untainted do allow
For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.
Yet, do thy worst old Time: despite thy wrong,
My love shall in my verse ever live young.
時光你張口---王道餘 譯
時光你張口，儘可鈍獅爪，
土地長靈物，可令盡吞下;
雄獅血口中，且將獠牙拔，
長命有鳳凰，浴血來火化;
你作長風去，欣憂季節替，
儘可任意為，時光腿腳利，
對廣大世界，及其易逝麗;
唯一最狠事，我將你禁止：
吾愛光潔額，請勿刻時間，
亦勿用古筆，其上畫線滿;
他在你征途，勿使受牽連，
美麗作樣本，人間永流傳。
你儘管作惡：即便遭你害，
吾愛活我詩，年輕永不敗。
關於簡單的英語小詩歌篇三
the guitar
the weeping of the guitar
begins.
the goblets of dawn
are smashed.
the weeping of the guitar
begins.
useless
to silence it.
impossible
to silence it.
it weeps monotonously
as water weeps
as the wind weeps
over snowfields.
impossible
to silence it.
it weeps for distant
things.
hot southern sands
yearning for white camellias.
weeps arrow without target
evening without morning
and the first dead bird
on the branch.
oh, guitar!
heart mortally wounded
by five swords.
吉他
吉他的嗚咽
開始了。
黎明的酒杯
碎了。
吉他的嗚咽
開始了。
要止住它
沒有用，
要止住它
不可能。
它單調地哭泣，
象水在哭泣，
象風在雪上
哭泣。
要止住它
不可能。
它哭泣，是為了
遠方的東西。
南方的熱沙
渴望白色山茶花。
哭泣，沒有鵠的箭，
沒有早晨的夜晚，
於是第一隻鳥
死在枝上。
啊，吉他!
心裡插進
五柄利劍。