[英语诗歌经典100篇]英语诗歌的欣赏范文

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[摘要]诗歌欣赏：Be Drunk　　by Charles Baudelaire　　Translated by Louis Simpson　　You have to be always drunk． Thats all there is to it——its the　　only way． So as not

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英语诗歌的欣赏范文

　　诗歌欣赏：Be Drunk

　　by Charles Baudelaire

　　Translated by Louis Simpson

　　You have to be always drunk． That's all there is to it——it's the

　　only way． So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks

　　your back and bends you to the earth， you have to be continually

　　drunk．

　　But on what? Wine， poetry or virtue， as you wish． But be

　　drunk．

　　And if sometimes， on the steps of a palace or the green grass of

　　a ditch， in the mournful solitude of your room， you wake again，

　　drunkenness already diminishing or gone， ask the wind， the wave，

　　the star， the bird， the clock， everything that is flying， everything

　　that is groaning， everything that is rolling， everything that is

　　singing， everything that is speaking．．．ask what time it is and

　　wind， wave， star， bird， clock will answer you： "It is time to be

　　drunk！ So as not to be the martyred slaves of time， be drunk， be

　　continually drunk！ On wine， on poetry or on vir

　　诗歌欣赏：Endnote

　　by Hayden Carruth

　　The great poems of

　　our elders in many

　　tongues we struggled

　　to comprehend who

　　are now content with

　　mystery simple

　　and profound you

　　in the night your

　　breath your body

　　orbit of time and

　　the moment you

　　Phosphorus and

　　Hesper a dark circle

　　of fertility so

　　bloodthirsty for us

　　you in the world

　　the night breathing

　　asleep and alive．

　　诗歌欣赏：Drinking Alone

　　I take my wine jug out among the flowers

　　to drink alone， without friends．

　　I raise my cup to entice the moon．

　　That， and my shadow， makes us three．

　　But the moon doesn't drink，

　　and my shadow silently follows．

　　I will travel with moon and shadow，

　　happy to the end of spring．

　　When I sing， the moon dances．

　　When I dance， my shadow dances， too．

　　We share life's joys when sober．

　　Drunk， each goes a separate way．

　　Constant friends， although we wander，

　　we'll meet again in the Milky Way．

　　诗歌欣赏：Eldorado

　　by Edgar Allan Poe

　　Gaily bedight，

　　A gallant knight，

　　In sunshine and in shadow，

　　Had journeyed long，

　　Singing a song，

　　In search of Eldorado．

　　But he grew old，

　　This knight so bold，

　　And o'er his heart a shadow

　　Fell as he found

　　No spot of ground

　　That looked like Eldorado．

　　And， as his strength

　　Failed him at length，

　　He met a pilgrim shadow；

　　"Shadow，" said he，

　　"Where can it be，

　　This land of Eldorado?"

　　"Over the mountains

　　Of the moon，

　　Down the valley of the shadow，

　　Ride， boldly ride，"

　　The shade replied，——

　　"If you seek for Eldorado！"

　　诗歌欣赏：Dover Beach

　　by Matthew Arnold

　　The sea is calm tonight．

　　The tide is full， the moon lies fair

　　Upon the straits； on the French coast， the light

　　Gleams and is gone； the cliffs of England stand，

　　Glimmering and vast， out in the tranquil bay．

　　Come to the window， sweet is the night－air！

　　Only， from the long line of spray

　　Where the sea meets the moon－blanched land，

　　Listen！ you hear the grating roar

　　Of pebbles which the waves draw back， and fling，

　　At their return， up the high strand，

　　Begin， and cease， and then again begin，

　　With tremulous cadence slow， and bring

　　The eternal note of sadness in．

　　Sophocles long ago

　　Heard it on the Aegean， and it brought

　　Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow

　　Of human misery； we

　　Find also in the sound a thought，

　　Hearing it by this distant northern sea．

　　The Sea of Faith

　　Was once， too， at the full， and round earth's shore

　　Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled．

　　But now I only hear

　　Its melancholy， long， withdrawing roar，

　　Retreating， to the breath

　　Of the night－wind， down the vast edges drear

　　And naked shingles of the world．

　　Ah， love， let us be true

　　To one another！ for the world， which seems

　　To lie before us like a land of dreams，

　　So various， so beautiful， so new，

　　Hath really neither joy， nor love， nor light，

　　Nor certitude， nor peace， nor help for pain；

　　And we are here as on a darkling plain

　　Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight，

　　Where ignorant armies clash by night．

　　Of the elder dead．

　　Winds of summer fields

　　Recollect the way，——

　　Instinct picking up the key

　　Dropped by memory．

　　一百年以后

　　在一百年以后，

　　没有人知道这个地方——

　　极度的痛苦，命名了那里，

　　安宁如同静寂。

　　杂草得意洋洋地蔓延，

　　陌生的人们漫步，拼读

　　那死亡接骨木的

　　孤独正字表。

　　夏日田地的风

　　追忆起那条道路——

　　直觉挖掘出那答案

　　在记忆的点滴里。

　　Wild Nights－Wild Nights！

　　Wild nights！ Wild nights！

　　Were I with thee

　　Wild nights should be

　　Our luxury！

　　Futile－the winds

　　To a heart in port—

　　Done with the compass

　　Done with the chart！

　　Rowing in Eden

　　Ah， the sea！

　　Might I but moor－To－night

　　In thee！

　　暴风雨夜－暴风雨夜

　　暴风雨夜！暴风雨夜！

　　我若和你同在一起，

　　暴风雨夜就是

　　豪奢的喜悦！

　　风，无能为力——

　　心，已在港内——

　　罗盘，不必！

　　海图，不必！

　　泛舟在伊甸园——

　　啊，海！

　　但愿我能，今夜

　　泊在你的水城！（江枫译）

　　暴风雨夜——暴风雨夜！（另一个翻译版本）

　　暴风雨夜——暴风雨夜！

　　我若和你在一起

　　暴风雨夜该是

　　我们的欢娱！

　　徒劳——这狂风——

　　对着一颗泊港的心——

　　不用罗盘——

　　不用海图！

　　荡浆伊甸园——

　　啊，大海！

　　今夜——但愿我泊在

　　你的胸怀里！

　　I never saw a moor

　　I never saw a Moor——

　　I never saw the Sea——

　　Yet know I how the Heather looks

　　And what a Billow be．

　　I never spoke with God

　　Nor visited in Heaven——

　　Yet certain am I of the spot

　　As if the Checks were given——

　　我从未看过荒原

　　我从未看过荒原——

　　我从未看过海洋——

　　可我知道石楠的容貌

　　和狂涛巨浪。

　　我从未与上帝交谈

　　也不曾拜访过天堂——

　　可我好像已通过检查

　　一定会到那个地方．（金舟译）

　　Compensation

　　For each ecstatic instant

　　We must an anguish pay

　　In keen and quivering ratio

　　To the ecstasy．

　　For each beloved hour

　　Sharp pittances of years，

　　Bitter contested farthings

　　And coffers heaped with tears．

　　补偿

　　为每一个狂喜的瞬间

　　我们必须偿以痛苦至极，

　　刺痛和震颤

　　正比于狂喜。

　　为每一个可爱的时刻

　　必偿以多年的微薄薪饷，

　　辛酸争夺来的半分八厘

　　和浸满泪水的钱箱。（金舟译）

　　I heard a fly buzz——when I died ——

　　I heard a Fly buzz —— when I died ——

　　The stillness in the Room

　　Was like the stillness in the Air ——

　　Between the Heaves of Sotrm ——

　　The Eyes around —— had wrung when them dry ——

　　And breaths were gathering firm

　　For that last Onset —— when the King

　　Be witnessed —— in the Room ——

　　I willed my keepsakes ——Signed away

　　What portion of me be

　　Assignable —— and then it was

　　There interposed a Fly ——

　　With Blue —— uncertain stumbling Buzz ——

　　Between the light —— and me ——

　　And the the windows failed ——and then

　　I could not see to see ——

　　我听到苍蝇的嗡嗡声——当我死时

　　房间里，一片沉寂

　　就像空气突然平静下来——

　　在风暴的间隙

　　注视我的眼睛——泪水已经流尽—

　　我的呼吸正渐渐变紧

　　等待最后的时刻——上帝在房间里

　　现身的时刻——降临

　　我已经分掉了——关于我的

　　所有可以分掉的

　　东西——然后我就看见了

　　一只苍蝇——

　　蓝色的——微妙起伏的嗡嗡声

　　在我——和光——之间

　　然后窗户关闭——然后

　　我眼前漆黑一片——

　　How happy is the little Stone

　　That rambles in the Road alone，

　　And doesn't care about Careers

　　And Exigencies never fears ——

　　Whose Coat of elemental Brown

　　A passing Universe put on，

　　And independent as the Sun

　　Associates or glows alone

　　Fulfilling absolute Decree

　　In casual simplicity ——

　　这颗小石何等幸福

　　独自在路旁漫步

　　它不汲汲于功名

　　也从不为变故担心

　　变幻的宇宙

　　也得被它质朴的棕色外衣

　　它独立不羁如太阳

　　与众辉煌

　　或独自闪光

　　它顺应天意

　　单纯

　　一味自然

　　诗歌欣赏：Emily Dickinson 《After a hundred years》

　　I'm nobody！ Who are you?

　　Are you nobody， too?

　　Then there's a pair of us － don't tell！

　　They're banish us， you know！

　　How dreary to be somebody！

　　How public， like a frog

　　To tell your name the livelong day

　　To an admiring bog！

　　我是无名之辈！你是谁?

　　你也是无名之辈?

　　那咱俩就成了一对－别出声！

　　他们会把咱们排挤－要小心！

　　多无聊－身为赫赫显要！

　　多招摇－不过像只青蛙

　　向一片仰慕的泥沼

　　整日里炫耀自己的名号！

　　After a hundred years

　　Nobody knows the place，——

　　Agony that enacted there，

　　Motionless as peace．

　　Weeds triumphant ranged，

　　Strangers strolled and spelled

　　At the lone orthography