關於經典的英文詩歌朗誦

　　英語詩歌是英美文學中的珍寶。在英美文學中,尤其是早期作品中,如史詩及戲劇都是以詩歌的形式出現。欣賞英語詩歌是英語學習的重要部分。小編精心收集了關於經典的英文詩歌，供大家欣賞學習!

　　關於經典的英文詩歌篇1

　　Riverbank Blues

　　by Sterling A. Brown

　　A man git his feet set in a sticky mudbank，

　　A man git dis yellow water in his blood，

　　No need for hopin'， no need for doin'，

　　Muddy streams keep him fixed for good.

　　Little Muddy， Big Muddy， Moreau and Osage，

　　Little Mary's， Big Mary's， Cedar Creek，

　　Flood deir muddy water roundabout a man's roots，

　　Keep him soaked and stranded and git him weak.

　　Lazy sun shinin' on a little cabin，

　　Lazy moon glistenin' over river trees;

　　Ole river whisperin'， lappin' 'gainst de long roots：

　　"Plenty of rest and peace in these . . ."

　　Big mules， black loam， apple and peach trees，

　　But seems lak de river washes us down

　　Past de rich farms， away from de fat lands，

　　Dumps us in some ornery riverbank town.

　　Went down to the river， sot me down an' listened，

　　Heard de water talkin' quiet， quiet lak an' slow：

　　"Ain' no need fo' hurry， take yo' time， take yo'

　　time . . ." Heard it sayin'——"Baby， hyeahs de way life go . . ."

　　Dat is what it tole me as I watched it slowly rollin'，

　　But somp'n way inside me rared up an' say，

　　"Better be movin' . . . better be travelin' . . . Riverbank'll

　　git you ef you stay . . ."

　　Towns are sinkin' deeper， deeper in de riverbank，

　　Takin' on de ways of deir sulky Ole Man

　　Takin' on his creepy ways， takin' on his evil ways，

　　"Bes' git way， a long way . . . whiles you can. "Man got his

　　sea too lak de Mississippi Ain't got so long for a whole lot longer way，

　　Man better move some， better not git rooted Muddy water fool you， ef you stay …… ."

　　關於經典的英文詩歌篇2

　　Parker's Mountain

　　by Kate Knapp Johnson

　　It is the summer bears ruled， the last summer

　　of pure breathlessness

　　when I moved unaware， taken in

　　by the netted branches of raspberries， held

　　in trance by the sweet air

　　of the orchards. My grandfather

　　died at home one night in early July

　　as expected， and the white clouds drifted like snow

　　on the face of the black lake.

　　Grandmother swept her porch clean， every morning

　　pushed grief under the railings like wisps

　　of an old bird's nest. Together

　　we watched the she-bear heave both bins

　　of garbage across the red clay road， her cubs

　　somersaulting each other， never minding

　　their mother's cautioning strikes. It is the summer

　　I was on the brink of seeing

　　some unexperienced light， although I stood

　　in darkness， or swam in spools

　　of dark while everything was bright around;

　　the gold lilies and their shadows flickered

　　one on one and the two swans stayed

　　faithful and fierce in their cove. I was twelve

　　and though I knew language

　　I did not know the meaning of things——

　　I lived within a lattice of time， unhurt，

　　undifferentiated， so that even in remembering now

　　there is only the singular quality

　　of that time itself; while I was there，

　　in its duration， I was possessed， wind-mastered

　　as the scrolled fields of clouds and disappointed

　　when the spell was broken and the real snow

　　came， and the cold.

　　關於經典的英文詩歌篇3

　　Road TarRoad Tar

　　by Chase Twichell

　　A kid said you could chew road tar

　　if you got it before it cooled，

　　black globule with a just-forming skin.

　　He said it was better than cigarettes.

　　He said he had a taste for it.

　　On the same road， a squirrel

　　was doing the Watusi to free itself

　　from its crushed hindquarters.

　　A man on a bicycle stomped on its head，

　　then wiped his shoe on the grass.

　　It was autumn， the adult word for fall.

　　In school we saw a film called Reproduction.

　　The little snake-father poked his head

　　into the slippery future，

　　and a girl with a burned tongue was conceived.

　　關於經典的英文詩歌篇4

　　Rock and Hawk

　　by Robinson Jeffers

　　Here is a symbol in which

　　Many high tragic thoughts

　　Watch their own eyes.

　　This gray rock， standing tall

　　On the headland， where the seawind

　　Lets no tree grow，

　　Earthquake-proved， and signatured

　　By ages of storms： on its peak

　　A falcon has perched.

　　I think， here is your emblem

　　To hang in the future sky;

　　Not the cross， not the hive，

　　But this; bright power， dark peace;

　　Fierce consciousness joined with final

　　Disinterestedness;

　　Life with calm death; the falcon's

　　Realist eyes and act

　　Married to the massive

　　Mysticism of stone，

　　Which failure cannot cast down

　　Nor success make proud.