推荐英文短诗 推荐一首朗诵用的英文短诗呀？
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1\u3001\u300aDown By the Salley Garden\u300bWilliam Butler Yeats
Down by the Salley Gardens\uff0cMy love and I did meet\u3002
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She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.
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She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
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But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.
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In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
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And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.
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She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
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But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
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2\u3001\u300aA PERFECT DAY \u300bCarrie Jacobs-Bond When you come to the end of a perfect day ,
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And you sit alone with your thought,
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While the chimes ring out with a carol gay
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For the joy that the day has brought,
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Do you think what the end of a prefect day
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Can mean to a tired heart,
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When the sun goes down with a flaming?ray,
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And the dear friends have to part?
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Well,this is the end of a perfect day,
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Near the end of a journey too;
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But it leaves a thought that is big and strong,
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With a wish that is kind and true.
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For memory has painted this perfect day,
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With colours that never fade,
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And we find at the end of a prefect day ,
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3.\u300aThe Road Not Taken\u300b
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I coul not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then too the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay,
In leaves no step had trodded black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh,
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged i a woo, and I ----
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
4.\u300aFreedom and Love\u300b
Thomas Campbell
How delicious is the winning
Of a kiss at loves beginning,
When two mutual hearts are sighing
For the knot there's no untying.
Yet remember, 'mist your wooing,
Love is bliss, but love has ruining;
Other smiles may make you fickle,
Tears for charm may tickle.
5.\u300aThe Silver Swan\u300b
Anonymous
The silver swan, who living had no note,
When death approached, unlocked her silent throat;
Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,
Thus sung her first and last, and sung no more:
Farewell, all joys; O death, come close mine eyes;
More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise.
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
that floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils:
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continous as the stars that shine
And twinkle in the milky way,
They stetched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced;but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee;
A poet could not but be gay;
In such a jocund company;
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought.
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that in ward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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Like A Comet
Blazing Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon
Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon
Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon
Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon
Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon
Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon
Gone Too Soon
徐志摩 by Xu Zhimo
轻轻的我走了， Very quietly I take my leave
正如我轻轻的来； As quietly as I came here;
我轻轻的招手， Quietly I wave good-bye
作别西天的云彩。 To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
那河畔的金柳 The golden willows by the riverside
是夕阳中的新娘 Are young brides in the setting sun
波光里的艳影， Their reflections on the shimmering waves
在我的心头荡漾。 Always linger in the depth of my heart.
软泥上的青荇， The floatingheart growing in the sludge
油油的在水底招摇； Sways leisurely under the water;
在康河的柔波里， In the gentle waves of Cambridge
我甘心做一条水草 I would be a water plant!
那榆荫下的一潭， That pool under the shade of elm trees
不是清泉，是天上虹 Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky;
揉碎在浮藻间， Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds
沉淀着彩虹似的梦。 Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?
寻梦？ 撑一支长篙， To seek a dream? Just to pole a boat upstream
向青草更青处漫溯， To where the green grass is more verdant;
满载一船星辉， Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight
在星辉斑斓里放歌 And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight.
但我不能放歌， But I cannot sing aloud
悄悄是别离的笙箫； Quietness is my farewell music;
夏虫也为我沉默， Even summer insects heep silence for me
沉默是今晚的康桥！ Silent is Cambridge tonight!
悄悄的我走了， Very quietly I take my leave
正如我悄悄的来； As quietly as I came here;
我挥一挥衣袖， Gently I flick my sleeves
不带走一片云彩。 Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away
Hope Is the Thing with Feathers ——Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers希望长着羽毛
That perches in the soul, 栖在灵魂里，
And sings the tune without the words, 唱着无词的乐曲，
And never stops at all. 从来不停息。
And sweetest in the gale is heard; 风越大声越甜；
And sore must be the storm寻常的风暴
That could abash the little bird 休想吓倒这双
That kept so many warm. 温暖众生的小鸟。
I’ve heard it in the chillest land, 我曾听她在最寒带,
And on the strangest sea; 最陌生的海上；
Yet, never, in extremity, 却从不因为潦倒,
It asked a crumb of me. 向我乞讨丝毫
《Dreams》伦敦.琼斯
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