高中必讀英語詩句精選

　　詩歌是一種典型的文學形式,它既屬於文學,又是一種藝術。古今中外,對於詩歌的研究從未間斷,我們在研究的過程中發現詩歌的美,同時又在前人研究的基礎上創造出更好的詩歌作品。下面是小編帶來的高中必讀英語詩句，歡迎閱讀!

　　高中必讀英語詩句篇一

　　Tell me not in mournful numbers,

　　Life is but an empty dream!

　　For the soul is dead that slumbers

　　And things are not what they seem.

　　Life is real! Life is earnest!

　　And the grave is not its goal;

　　Dust thou art, to dust returnest,

　　Was not spoken of the soul.

　　Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,

　　Is our destined and our way;

　　But to act,

　　That much to-morrow.

　　Find us farther than to-day.

　　Art is long, and time is fleeting.

　　And our hearts, though stout and brave.

　　Still, like muffled drums, are beating

　　Funeral marches to the grave。

　　In the world's broad field of battle,

　　In the bivouac of Life,

　　Be not like dumb, driven cattle!

　　Be a hero in the strife!

　　Trust no future.howe'er pleasant!

　　Let the dead Past bury its dead!

　　Act,act in the living Present!

　　Heart within,and God O'erhead!

　　Lives of great men all remind us

　　We can make our lives sublime,

　　And departing,leave behind us

　　Footprints on the sands of time;

　　Footprints that perhaps another,

　　Sailing o'er life solemn main,

　　A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,

　　Seeing,shall take heart again,

　　Let us,then,be up and doing,

　　With a heart for any fate;

　　Still achieving,still pursuing

　　Learn to labour and to wait.

　　高中必讀英語詩句篇二

　　Twilight land

　　By howard pyle

　　Introduction

　　I found myself in twilight land. how I ever got there I cannot tell, but there I was in twilight land.

　　What is twilight land? It is a wonderful, wonderful place where no sun shines to scorch your back as you jog along the way, where no rain falls to make the road muddy and hard to travel, where no wind blows the dust into your eyes or the chill into your marrow. Where all is sweet and quiet and ready to go to bed.

　　Where is twilight land? Ah! That I cannot tell you. You will either have to ask your mother or find it for yourself.

　　There I was in twilight land. The birds were singing their good-night song. And the little frogs were piping “peet,peet.” The sky overhead was full of still brightness, and the mon in the east hung in the purple gray like a great bubble as yellow as gold. All the air was full of the smell of growing things. The high-road was gray, and the trees were dark……