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.