1.著名的英文诗歌
生如夏花 泰戈尔 1
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall
there with a sign.
2
世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀，请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。
O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.
3
世界对着它的爱人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。
它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
4
是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.
5
无垠的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱，她摇摇头笑着飞开了。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who
shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
6
如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也将失去群星了。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
7
跳舞着的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌声，你的流动呢。你肯挟
瘸足的泥沙而俱下么？
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing
water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
8
她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂。
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
9
有一次，我们梦见大家都是不相识的。
我们醒了，却知道我们原是相亲相爱的。
Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
10
忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如暮色降临在寂静的山林中。
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among
the silent trees.
2.著名的英文诗歌
A Teacher for All Seasons
老师如一年中的四季
A teacher is like Spring,
Who nurtures new green sprouts,
Encourages and leads them,
Whenever they have doubts.
老师就象春天，
滋养着新生的小苗，
在他们困惑的时候，
引导并鼓励着他们。
A teacher is like Summer,
Whose sunny temperament
Makes studying a pleasure,
Preventing discontent.
老师就象夏天，
用那阳光般的情绪
让学习变成一种乐趣，
同时让不快从此消失。
A teacher is like Fall,
With methods crisp and clear,
Lessons of bright colors
And a happy atmosphere.
老师就象秋天
用干净利落的方式
让课程变得富有色彩
让气氛变得快乐
A teacher is like Winter,
While it’s snowing hard outside,
Keeping students comfortable,
As a warm and helpful guide.
老师就象冬天，
尽管外面大雪纷纷
还让学生们保持着一份舒适
就象一位温暖有效的引导者
Teacher, you do all these things,
With a pleasant attitude;
You’re a teacher for all seasons,
And you have my gratitude!
老师，你的所作所为
都是那么善意
您如一年中的四季
您让我心存感激！
3.著名的英文诗
1. Beautiful Dreamer a poem by Stephen Foster Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me, Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee; Sounds of the rude world heard in the day, Lull’d by the moonlight have all pass’d away! Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song, List while I woo thee with soft melody; Gone are the cares of life’s busy throng. Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me! Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me! Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea, Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie; Over the streamlet vapors are borne, Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn. Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart, E’en as the morn on the streamlet and sea; Then will all clouds of sorrow depart, Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me! 2.. Friends by William Butler Yeats Now must I these three praise Three women that have wrought What joy is in my days: One because no thought, Nor those unpassing cares, No, not in these fifteen Many-times-troubled years, Could ever come between Mind and delighted mind; And one because her hand Had strength that could unbind What none can understand, What none can have and thrive, Youth’s dreamy load, till she So changed me that I live Labouring in ecstasy. And what of her that took All till my youth was gone With scarce a pitying look? How could I praise that one? When day begins to break I count my good and bad, Being wakeful for her sake, Remembering what she had, What eagle look still shows, While up from my heart’s root So great a sweetness flows I shake from head to foot. 3。
To A Friend – a poem by Matthew Arnold Who prop, thou ask’st in these bad days, my mind? He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men, Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen, And Tmolus hill, and Smyrna bay, though blind. Much he, whose friendship I not long since won, That halting slave, who in Nicopolis Taught Arrian, when Vespasian’s brutal son Cleared Rome of what most shamed him. But be his My special thanks, whose even-balanced soul, From first youth tested up to extreme old age, Business could not make dull, nor passion wild; Who saw life steadily, and saw it whole; The mellow glory of the Attic stage, Singer of sweet Colonus, and its child.这三篇都有作者呀，by后面的人名就是作者。
4.著名的英文诗有哪些
1. 夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall
there with a sign.
2. 世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀，请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。
O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my
words.
3. 世界对着它的爱人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。
它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
4. 是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.
5. 无垠的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱，她摇摇头笑着飞开了。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who
Shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
6. 如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也将失去群星了。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
7. 跳舞着的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌声，你的流动呢。你肯挟瘸足的泥沙而俱下么？
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing
water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
8. 她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂。
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
9. 有一次，我们梦见大家都是不相识的。
我们醒了，却知道我们原是相亲相爱的。
Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
10. 忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如暮色降临在寂静的山林中。
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among
the silent trees.
5.著名的英语诗朗诵
《世界上最遥远的距离e68a847a6431333332613633》—–泰戈尔
The furthest distance in the world 世界上最遥远的距离
Is not between life and death 不是生与死
But when I stand in front of you 而是我就站在你的面前
Yet you don’t know that 你却不知道
I love you 我爱你
The furthest distance in the world 世界上最遥远的距离
Is not when i stand in font of you 不是我站在你面前
Yet you can’t see my love 你却不知道我爱你
But when undoubtedly knowing the love from both 而是明明知道彼此相爱
Yet cannot 却不能
Be togehter 在一起
The furthest distance in the world 世界上最遥远的距离
Is not being apart while being in love 不是明明知道彼此相爱
But when plainly can not resist the yearning 却不能在一起
Yet pretending 而是明明无法抵挡这股想念
You have never been in my heart 却还得故意装作丝毫没有把你放在心里
The furthest distance in the world 世界上最遥远的距离
Is not 不是明明无法抵挡这股想念
But using one’s indifferent heart 却还得故意装作丝毫没有把你放在心里
To dig an uncrossable river 而是用自己冷漠的心
For the one who loves you 对爱你的人掘了一条无法跨越的沟渠
6.求十首著名英文诗（高分悬赏
A throe upon the features （一） A throe upon the features – A hurry in the breath – An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death” – An anguish at the mention Which when to patience grown, I’ve known permission given To rejoin its own. 剧痛在于特征上 急切在于那迹象 告别的狂喜 称之为“死亡” 当去忍受成长 苦恼就因之遭遇 我知道许可已经给予 去与同类团聚（作者：埃米莉·迪金森 Emily Dickinson 美国诗人） Sonnets of William Shakespeare-Sonnet （二） The little Love-god lying once asleep Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymphs that vow’d chaste life to keep Came tripping by; but in her maiden hand The fairest votary took up that fire Which many legions of true hearts had warm’d; And so the general of hot desire Was sleeping by a virgin hand disarm’d. This brand she quenched in a cool well by, Which from Love’s fire took heat perpetual, Growing a bath and healthful remedy For men diseased; but I, my mistress’ thrall, Came there for cure, and this by that I prove, Love’s fire heats water, water cools not love. 小小爱神有一次呼呼地睡着， 把点燃心焰的火炬放在一边， 一群蹁跹的贞洁的仙女恰巧 走过；其中最美的一个天仙 用她处女的手把那曾经烧红 万千颗赤心的火炬偷偷拿走， 于是这玩火小法师在酣睡中 便缴械给那贞女的纤纤素手。
她把火炬往附近冷泉里一浸， 泉水被爱神的烈火烧得沸腾， 变成了温泉，能消除人间百病； 但我呵，被我情妇播弄得头疼， 跑去温泉就医，才把这点弄清： 爱烧热泉水，泉水冷不了爱情。 （莎士比亚 W. William Shakespeare英国） 再别康桥（三） Very quietly I take my leave As quietly as I came here; Quietly I wave good-bye To the rosy clouds in the western sky. The golden willows by the riverside Are young brides in the setting sun; Their reflections on the shimmering waves Always linger in the depth of my heart. The floating heart growing in the sludge Sways leisurely under the water; In the gentle wave of Cambridge I would be a water plant! That pool under the shade of elm trees Hold not water but the rainbow from the sky; Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream？ 徐志摩 中国。
7.求几首著名的英文诗
Ⅰ.She Walks in Beauty She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling place. And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent! by Lord Byron Ⅱ.Sonnet XVIII (Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?) Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometimes declines, By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou own; Nor shall death brag thou wander in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow: So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. by William Shakespeare Ⅲ.Ode to the West Wind I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o’er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill: Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear! II Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky’s commotion, Loose clouds like earth’s decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean, Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread On the blue surface of thine aery surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith’s height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, Vaulted with all thy congregated might Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear! III Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lull’d by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae’s bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave’s intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou For whose path the Atlantic’s level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear The sapless foliage of the ocean, know Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear, And tremble and despoil themselves: oh hear! IV If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even I were as in my boyhood, and could be The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven, As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed Scarce seem’d a vision; I would ne’er have striven As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need. Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! A heavy weight of hours has chain’d and bow’d One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud. V Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like wither’d leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguish’d hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawaken’d earth The trumpet of a prophecy! Oh Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? by Percy Bysshe Shelley Ⅳ.Ode To A Nightingale My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the 。
8.经典英文诗和诗人
Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:What if my leaves are falling like its own!The tumult of thy mighty harmoniesWill take from both a deep, autumnal tone,Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!Drive my dead thoughts over the universeLike wither’d leaves to quicken a new birth!And, by the incantation of this verse,Scatter, as from an unextinguish’d hearthAshes and sparks, my words among mankind!Be through my lips to unawaken’d earthThe trumpet of a prophecy! Oh Wind,If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind？让我做你的竖琴吧，就同森林一般，纵然我们都落叶纷纷，又有何妨！我们身上的秋色斑烂，好给你那狂飚曲添上深沉的回响，甜美而带苍凉。
给我你迅猛的劲头！豪迈的精灵，化成我吧，借你的锋芒，把我的腐朽思想扫出宇宙，扫走了枯叶好把新生来激发；凭着我这诗韵做符咒，犹如从未灭的炉头吹出火花，把我的话散布在人群之中！对那沉睡的大地，拿我的嘴当喇叭，吹响一个预言！呵，西风，如果冬天已到，难道春天还用久等？ ——雪莱《西风颂》著名英国诗人：布莱克 华兹华斯 拜伦 雪莱 济慈威廉·布莱克（William Blake,1757—1827），英国第一位重要的浪漫主义诗人、版画家。主要诗作有诗集《天真之歌》、《经验之歌》等。
早期作品简洁明快，中后期作品趋向玄妙晦涩，充满神秘色彩。 威廉·华兹华斯（William Wordsworth,1770-1850）与柯尔律治（Samuel Taylor Coleridge）、骚塞（Robert Southey）同被称为“湖畔派”诗人（Lake Poets）。
他们也是英国文学中最早出现的浪漫主义作家。他们喜爱大自然，描写宗法制农村生活，厌恶资本主义的城市文明和冷酷的金钱关系，他们远离城市，隐居在昆布兰湖区和格拉斯米尔湖区，由此得名“湖畔派”。
华兹华斯的主要作品有《抒情歌谣集》《丁登寺旁》《序曲》 《革命与独立》《不朽颂》《远足》。 乔治·戈登·拜伦（1788—1824），是英国19世纪初期伟大的浪漫主义诗人。
其代表作品有《恰尔德·哈罗德游记》、《唐璜》等。在他的诗歌里塑造了一批“拜伦式英雄”。
拜伦不仅是一位伟大的诗人，还是一个为理想战斗一生的勇士；他积极而勇敢地投身革命，参加了希腊民族解放运7a686964616fe4b893e5b19e31333337613839动，并成为领导人之一。拜伦是多产诗人。
拜伦著名的诗还有《当初我们两分别》《给一位淑女》《雅典的女郎》《希腊战歌》《她走在美丽的光彩里》《我见过你哭》《我给你的项链》《写给奥古斯塔》珀西·比希·雪莱（Percy Bysshe Shelley,1792年8月4日-1822年7月8日）英国文学史上最有才华的抒情诗人之一。William Wordsworth曾称其为“One of the best artists of us all”，同时期的拜伦称其为“Without exception the best and least selfish man I ever knew”，更被誉为诗人中的诗人。
其一生见识广泛，不仅是柏拉图主义者，更是个伟大的理想主义者。创作的诗歌节奏明快，积极向上。
诗作有：《爱尔兰人之歌》《战争》《魔鬼出行》《麦布女王》《一个共和主义者有感于波拿巴的倾覆》《玛丽安妮的梦》《致大法官》《奥西曼迭斯》《逝》《一朵枯萎的紫罗兰》《召苦难》《致玛丽》《伊斯兰的反叛》《1819年的英国》《饥饿的母亲》《解放的普罗米修斯》《罗萨林和海伦》《钦契》约翰·济慈（JohnKeats,1795年—1821年），出生于18世纪末年的伦敦，他是杰出的英诗作家之一，也是浪漫派的主要成员。与雪莱、拜伦齐名。
他的人生只有二十几年，可是他遗下的诗篇一直誉满人间，被认为完美地体现了西方浪漫主义诗歌的特色，并被推崇为欧洲浪漫主义运动的杰出代表。作品有《仿斯宾塞》、《伊莎贝拉》、《圣亚尼节前夜》、《许佩里恩》、《夜莺颂》、《希腊古瓮颂》、《秋颂》、《忧郁颂》。
