大学长篇英文诗歌阅读
诗歌是一个国家语言的浓缩 ,它以最凝炼的文字传递了时间与空间、物质与精神、理智与情感 ,其中的文化因素是理解和欣赏诗歌的关键。下面是学习啦小编带来的大学长篇英文诗歌阅读，欢迎阅读!
大学长篇英文诗歌阅读篇一
A Psalm of Life 人生礼颂
Herry Wadsworth Longfellow / 享利.沃兹渥斯.朗费罗
学习啦在线学习网 Tell me not in mournful numbers,
请别用哀伤的诗句对我讲;
Life is but an empty dream!
学习啦在线学习网 人生呵，无非是虚梦一场!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
学习啦在线学习网 因为沉睡的灵魂如死一般，
学习啦在线学习网 And things are not what they seem.
事物的表里并不一样。
学习啦在线学习网 Life is real! Life is earnest!
人生是实在的!人生是热烈的!
And the grave is not its goal;
人生的目标决不是坟墓;
学习啦在线学习网 Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
你是尘土，应归于尘土。
学习啦在线学习网 Was not spoken of the soul.
此话指的并不是我们的精神。
学习啦在线学习网 Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
我们的归宿并不是快乐，
Is our destined and our way;
也不是悲伤，
But to act,
实干
That much to-morrow.
学习啦在线学习网 才是我们的道路，
Find us farther than to-day.
学习啦在线学习网 每天不断前进，蒸蒸蒸日上。
学习啦在线学习网 Art is long, and time is fleeting.
学习啦在线学习网 光阴易逝，而艺海无涯，
And our hearts, though stout and brave.
我们的心哪——虽然勇敢坚强，
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
却像被布蒙住的铜鼓，
学习啦在线学习网 Funeral marches to the grave。
常把殡葬的哀乐擂响。
In the world’s broad field of battle,
在这人生的宿营地，
In the bivouac of Life,
学习啦在线学习网 在这辽阔的世界战场，
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
别做无言的牲畜任人驱赶，
Be a hero in the strife!
做一名英雄汉立马横枪!
学习啦在线学习网 Trust no future. howe’er pleasant!
别相信未来，哪怕未来多么欢乐!
学习啦在线学习网 Let the dead Past bury its dead!
学习啦在线学习网 让死去的往昔将死亡一切埋葬!
Act, act in the living Present!
上帝在上，我们胸怀勇气，
Let us, then, be up and doing,
学习啦在线学习网 让我们起来干吧，
With a heart for any fate;
下定决心，不管遭遇怎样;
Still achieving, still pursuing
不断胜利，不断追求，
学习啦在线学习网 Learn to labour and to wait.
要学会苦干和耐心等待
大学长篇英文诗歌阅读篇二
学习啦在线学习网 Churning Day
Seamus Heaney
A thick crust, coarse-grained as limestone rough-cast,
hardened gradually on top of the four crocks
that stood, large pottery bombs, in the small pantry.
After the hot brewery of gland, cud and udder,
cool porous earthenware fermented the butter milk
for churning day, when the hooped churn was scoured
学习啦在线学习网 with plumping kettles and the busy scrubber
echoed daintily on the seasoned wood.
It stood then, purified, on the flagged kitchen floor.
学习啦在线学习网 Out came the four crocks, spilled their heavy lip
学习啦在线学习网 of cream, their white insides, into the sterile churn.
The staff, like a great whiskey muddler fashioned
in deal wood, was plunged in, the lid fitted.
My mother took first turn, set up rhythms
学习啦在线学习网 that, slugged and thumped for hours. Arms ached.
学习啦在线学习网 Hands blistered. Cheeks and clothes were spattered
学习啦在线学习网 with flabby milk.
Where finally gold flecks
began to dance. They poured hot water then,
学习啦在线学习网 sterilized a birchwood bowl
学习啦在线学习网 and little corrugated butter-spades.
Their short stroke quickened, suddenly
学习啦在线学习网 a yellow curd was weighting the churned-up white,
heavy and rich, coagulated sunlight
学习啦在线学习网 that they fished, dripping, in a wide tin strainer,
heaped up like gilded gravel in the bowl.
The house would stink long after churning day,
acrid as a sulphur mine. The empty crocks
学习啦在线学习网 were ranged along the wall again, the butter
in soft printed slabs was piled on pantry shelves.
And in the house we moved with gravid ease,
our brains turned crystals full of clean deal churns,
the plash and gurgle of the sour-breathed milk,
the pat and slap of small spades on wet lumps.
大学长篇英文诗歌阅读篇三
学习啦在线学习网 For the Union Dead-Robert Lowell
"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam."
The old South Boston Aquarium stands
In a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows are boarded.
The bronze weathervane cod has lost half its scales.
The airy tanks are dry.
Once my nose crawled like a snail on the glass;
my hand tingled
to burst the bubbles
drifting from the noses of the cowed, compliant fish.
学习啦在线学习网 My hand draws back. I often sigh still
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of the fish and reptile. One morning last March,
I pressed against the new barbed and galvanized
fence on the Boston Common. Behind their cage,
yellow dinosaur steamshovels were grunting
学习啦在线学习网 as they cropped up tons of mush and grass
to gouge their underworld garage.
学习啦在线学习网 Parking spaces luxuriate like civic
sandpiles in the heart of Boston.
A girdle of orange, Puritan-pumpkin colored girders
学习啦在线学习网 braces the tingling Statehouse,
shaking over the excavations, as it faces Colonel Shaw
学习啦在线学习网 and his bell-cheeked Negro infantry
学习啦在线学习网 on St. Gaudens' shaking Civil War relief,
学习啦在线学习网 propped by a plank splint against the garage's earthquake.
Two months after marching through Boston,
学习啦在线学习网 half the regiment was dead;
at the dedication,
学习啦在线学习网 William James could almost hear the bronze Negroes breathe.
Their monument sticks like a fishbone
in the city's throat.
学习啦在线学习网 Its Colonel is as lean
as a compass-needle.
He has an angry wrenlike vigilance,
a greyhound's gentle tautness;
学习啦在线学习网 he seems to wince at pleasure,
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学习啦在线学习网 He is out of bounds now. He rejoices in man's lovely,
学习啦在线学习网 peculiar power to choose life and die -
when he leads his black soldiers to death,
he cannot bend his back.
学习啦在线学习网 On a thousand small town New England greens,
学习啦在线学习网 the old white churches hold their air
of sparse, sincere rebellion; frayed flags
quilt the graveyards of the Grand Army of the Republic.
The stone statues of the abstract Union Soldier
学习啦在线学习网 grow slimmer and younger each year -
学习啦在线学习网 wasp-waisted, they doze over muskets
and muse through their sideburns...
学习啦在线学习网 Shaw's father wanted no monument
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学习啦在线学习网 where his son's body was thrown
and lost with his "niggers."
学习啦在线学习网 The ditch is nearer.
学习啦在线学习网 There are no statues for the last war here;
学习啦在线学习网 on Boylston Street, a commercial photograph
shows Hiroshima boiling
over a Mosler Safe, the "Rock of Ages"
that survived the blast. Space is nearer.
When I crouch to my television set,
学习啦在线学习网 the drained faces of Negro school-children rise like balloons.
学习啦在线学习网 Colonel Shaw
is riding on his bubble,
学习啦在线学习网 he waits
for the blessèd break.
学习啦在线学习网 The Aquarium is gone. Everywhere,
giant finned cars nose forward like fish;
a savage servility
学习啦在线学习网 slides by on grease.
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