關於經典英文詩歌朗誦精選

　　詩歌是一個國家語言的濃縮 ,它以最凝鍊的文字傳遞了時間與空間、物質與精神、理智與情感 ,其中的文化因素是理解和欣賞詩歌的關鍵。小編整理了關於經典英文詩歌，歡迎閱讀!

　　關於經典英文詩歌篇一

　　So we'll go no more a roving

　　by George Gordon， Lord Byron

　　So， we'll go no more a roving

　　So late into the night，

　　Though the heart be still as loving，

　　And the moon be still as bright.

　　For the sword outwears its sheath，

　　And the soul wears out the breast，

　　And the heart must pause to breathe，

　　And love itself have rest.

　　Though the night was made for loving，

　　And the day returns too soon，

　　Yet we'll go no more a roving

　　By the light of the moon.

　　關於經典英文詩歌篇二

　　Sojourns in the Parallel World

　　by Denise Levertov

　　We live our lives of human passions，

　　cruelties， dreams， concepts，

　　crimes and the exercise of virtue

　　in and beside a world devoid

　　of our preoccupations， free

　　from apprehension——though affected，

　　certainly， by our actions. A world

　　parallel to our own though overlapping.

　　We call it "Nature"; only reluctantly

　　admitting ourselves to be "Nature" too.

　　Whenever we lose track of our own obsessions，

　　our self-concerns， because we drift for a minute，

　　an hour even， of pure ***almost pure***

　　response to that insouciant life：

　　cloud， bird， fox， the flow of light， the dancing

　　pilgrimage of water， vast stillness

　　of spellbound ephemerae on a lit windowpane，

　　animal voices， mineral hum， wind

　　conversing with rain， ocean with rock， stuttering

　　of fire to coal——then something tethered

　　in us， hobbled like a donkey on its patch

　　of gnawed grass and thistles， breaks free.

　　No one discovers

　　just where we've been， when we're caught up again

　　into our own sphere ***where we must

　　return， indeed， to evolve our destinies***

　　——but we have changed， a little.

　　關於經典英文詩歌篇三

　　Some Kinds of Fire

　　by Tina Cane

　　Anna Akhmatova burned

　　her poems and the light of Madrid was like water

　　at La Latina luncheonette I ate a cup of chocolate

　　and a motor oil churro

　　every day for a week

　　recovering

　　……the cherry bomb alley that was our street

　　Hotel Chelsea ablaze from a rum-soaked pillow and a cigarette， 1977

　　iron balconies were dropping like lace

　　windows were popping like sobs……

　　"Can you describe this?" someone asked

　　Anna Akhmatova

　　as she stood on line "Yes"

　　she said "I can"

　　關於經典英文詩歌篇四

　　Some Things Don't Make Any Sense at All

　　by Judith Viorst

　　My mom says I'm her sugarplum.

　　My mom says I'm her lamb.

　　My mom says I'm completely perfect

　　Just the way I am.

　　My mom says I'm a super-special wonderful terrific little guy.

　　My mom just had another baby.

　　Why?

　　關於經典英文詩歌篇五

　　Someone

　　by Dennis O'Driscoll

　　someone is dressing up for death today， a change of skirt or tie

　　eating a final feast of buttered sliced pan， tea

　　scarcely having noticed the erection that was his last

　　shaving his face to marble for the icy laying out

　　spraying with deodorant her coarse armpit grass

　　someone today is leaving home on business

　　saluting， terminally， the neighbours who will join in the cortege

　　someone is paring his nails for the last time， a precious moment

　　someone‘s waist will not be marked with elastic in the future

　　someone is putting out milkbottles for a day that will not come

　　someone‘s fresh breath is about to be taken clean away

　　someone is writing a cheque that will be rejected as ‘drawer deceased’

　　someone is circling posthumous dates on a calendar

　　someone is listening to an irrelevant weather forecast

　　someone is making rash promises to friends

　　someone‘s coffin is being sanded， laminated， shined

　　who feels this morning quite as well as ever

　　someone if asked would find nothing remarkable in today‘s date

　　perfume and goodbyes her final will and testament

　　someone today is seeing the world for the last time

　　as innocently as he had seen it first