爱华网对现代汉语诗歌而言,分行是外观标志,与诗歌内容和谐一致的“形”已成为诗歌的一部分,成为诗歌的重要装饰。下面小编整理了优美的英文诗歌，希望大家喜欢!
优美的英文诗歌摘抄
How Do I Love Thee ? (Thee=you)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height to
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of 1)Being and 2)ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men 3)strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from 4)Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old 5)griefs , and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
我是如何爱你?说不尽万语千言。
我爱你之深邃，之宽广，之高远
尽我的灵魂所能及之处--犹如探求
玄冥中神的存在和美好之极。
我爱你如每日之必需，
阳光下和烛焰前都少不了。
我自由地爱着你，像人们争取他们的权利;
我纯洁地爱着你，如人们在赞美前会垂首。
我爱你，带着我昔日悲伤时的
那种激情，童年时的那种诚意;
我爱你，抵得上往日对圣者怀有的
如今似已消逝的那种爱-我用呼吸，
用微笑，用眼泪，用我整个生命来爱你!
--假使上帝愿意，我死后将更加爱你!
优美的英文诗歌鉴赏
我想起，当年希腊的诗人曾经歌咏：
I thought once how Theocritus had sung
年复一年，那良辰在殷切的盼望中 !
Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,
翩然降临，各自带一份礼物
Who each one in a gracious hand appears
分送给世人--年老或是年少。
To bear a gift for mortals, old or young:
当我这么想，感叹着诗人的古调，
And, as I mused it in his antique tongue,
穿过我泪眼所逐渐展开的幻觉，
I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
我看见，那欢乐的岁月、哀伤的岁月--
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
我自己的年华，把一片片黑影接连着
Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
掠过我的身。紧接着，我就觉察
A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware,
(我哭了)我背后正有个神秘的黑影
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
在移动，而且一把揪住了我的发，
Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair;
往后拉，还有一声吆喝(我只是在挣扎)：
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove, --
“这回是谁逮住了你?猜!”“死，”我答话。
`Guess now who holds thee?' -- `Death.' I said. But, there
听哪，那银铃似的回音：“不是死，是爱!”
The silver answer rang, -- `Not Death, but love.
优美的英文诗歌赏析
LONG, LONG AGO
Winds through the olive trees
Softly did blow,
Round little Bethlehem
Long, long ago.
Sheep on the hillside lay
Whiter than snow;
Shepherds were watching them,
Long, long ago.
Then from the happy sky,
Angels bent low,
Singing their songs of joy,
Long, long ago.
For in a manger bed,
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem,
很久很久以前
风儿轻轻地
吹过橄榄树丛，
吹过小小的伯利恒，
很久很久以前。
山坡上躺着
比雪还白的羊群，
牧羊人在看管它们，
很久很久以前。
天使们从幸福的天堂，
俯下身子，
欢快地歌唱，
很久很久以前。
我们知道，这是因为
耶稣降生到伯利恒，
以马槽当摇篮，
很久很久以前。
优美的英文诗歌品味
我肃穆地端起了我沉重的心，
I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
象当年希腊女儿捧着那坛尸灰;
As once Electra her sepulchral urn,
眼望着你，我把灰撒在你脚下。
And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn
请看呀，有多大一堆悲哀埋藏在
The ashes at thy feet. Behold and see
我这心坎里;而在那灰暗的深处，
What a great heap of grief lay hid [1] in me,
那惨红的灰烬又怎样在隐约燃烧。
And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn
要是那点点火星给你鄙夷地
Through the ashen greyness. If thy foot in scorn
一脚踏灭、还它们一片黑暗，
Could tread them out to darkness utterly,
这样也好。可是，你偏不，
It might be well perhaps. But if instead
你要守在我身旁，等风来把尘土
Thou wait beside me for the wind to blow
扬起，把死灰吹活;爱呀，那戴在
The grey dust up, ... those laurels on thine head,
你头上的桂冠可不能给你做屏障，
O my Beloved, will not shield thee so,
保护你不让这一片火焰烧坏了
That none of all the fires shall scorch and shred
那底下的发丝。快站远些呀，快走!
The hair beneath. Stand further off then! go.
