優美的英文詩句閱讀與欣賞

　　英語詩歌可使其習得者心靈深處受到感化,培養其正確的審美觀和感受美、鑑賞美、表現美與創造美的能力。下面是小編帶來的優美的英文詩句閱讀，歡迎閱讀!

　　優美的英文詩句閱讀篇一

　　This Is Just To Say

　　William Carlos Williams ***1883-1963***

　　I have eaten

　　the plums

　　that were in

　　the icebox

　　and which

　　you were probably

　　saving

　　for breakfast

　　Forgive me

　　they were delicious

　　so sweet

　　and so cold

　　優美的英文詩句閱讀篇二

　　The Fascination of What’s Difficult

　　William Butler Yeats ***1865-1939***

　　The fascination of what's difficult

　　Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent

　　Spontaneous joy and natural content

　　Out of my heart. There's something ails our colt

　　That must, as if it had not holy blood

　　Nor on Olympus leaped from cloud to cloud,

　　Shiver under the lash, strain, sweat and jolt

　　As though it dragged road metal. My curse on plays

　　That have to be set up in fifty ways,

　　On the day's war with every knave and dolt,

　　Theatre business, management of men.

　　I swear before the dawn comes round again

　　I'll find the stable and pull out the bolt.

　　優美的英文詩句閱讀篇三

　　To Waken an Old Lady

　　William Carlos Williams ***1883-1963***

　　Old age is

　　a flight of small

　　cheeping birds

　　skimming

　　bare trees

　　above a snow glaze.

　　Gaining and failing

　　they are buffeted

　　by a dark wind --

　　But what?

　　On harsh weedstalks

　　the flock has rested --

　　the snow

　　is covered with broken

　　seed husks

　　and the wind tempered

　　with a shrill

　　piping of plenty.

　　優美的英文詩句閱讀篇四

　　The Folly Of Being Comforted

　　William Butler Yeats ***1865-1939***

　　One that is ever kind said yesterday

　　'Your well-beloved's hair has threads of grey,

　　And little shadows come about her eyes;

　　Time can but make it easier to be wise

　　Though now it seems impossible, and so

　　Patience is all that you have need of.' No,

　　I have not a crumb of comfort, not a grain;

　　Time can but make her beauty over again;

　　Because of that great nobleness of hers

　　The fire that stirs about her, when she stirs

　　Burns but more clearly. O she had not these ways,

　　When all the wild summer was in her gaze.

　　O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head,

　　You'd know the folly of being comforted.