当你老了英文诗歌朗诵
英语诗歌的特点是短小精悍,语言简练,注重押韵,具有丰富的想象力,是英语文学中的瑰宝。我整理了当你老了英文诗歌，欢迎阅读! 当你老了英文诗歌 When you are old and gray and full of sleep And nodding by the fire,take down this book, And slowly read,and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once,and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true; But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur,a little sadly,how love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead, And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. 当你老了，头白了，睡思昏沉， 炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌， 慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和 回想它们过去的浓重的阴影; 多少人爱你年轻环畅的时候 爱慕你的美貌出于假意或真心， 只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂， 爱你老去的容颜的痛苦的皱纹。 躬身在红光闪耀的炉火旁， 凄然的低语，爱为何消逝， 在头顶的山上他缓缓踱着步子， 将脸隐没在了群星之中。 看了“当你老了英文诗歌”后，我分享“叶芝英语诗歌”! the white birds 白鸟 --by: w.b. yeats would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea! we tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee; and the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky, has awakened in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die. 亲爱的，但愿我们是浪尖上一双白鸟! 流星尚未陨逝，我们已厌倦了它的闪耀; 天边低悬，晨光里那颗蓝星的幽光 唤醒了你我心中，一缕不死的忧伤。 a weariness comes from those dreamers, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose; ah, dream not of them, my beloved, the flame of the meteor that goes, or the flame of the blue star that lingers hung low in the fall of the dew: for i would we were changed to white birds on the wandering foam: i and you! 露湿的百合、玫瑰梦里逸出一丝困倦; 呵，亲爱的，可别梦那流星的闪耀， 也别梦那蓝星的幽光在滴露中低徊： 但愿我们化作浪尖上的白鸟：我和你! i am haunted by numberless islands, and many a danaan shore, where time would surely forget us, and sorrow come near us no more; soon far from the rose and the lily, and fret of the flames would we be, were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea! 我心头萦绕着无数岛屿和丹南湖滨， 在那里岁月会以遗忘我们，悲哀不再来临; 转瞬就会远离玫瑰、百合和星光的侵蚀， 只要我们是双白鸟，亲爱的，出没在浪花里! --傅浩 译
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叶芝——(爱尔兰)
当你老了 白发苍苍 睡思昏沉
在炉火旁打盹 请取下这部诗歌
慢慢读 回想你过去眼神的柔和
回想它们过去的浓重的阴影
多少人爱你年轻欢畅的时候
出于假意或真心的爱慕你的美貌
只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂
爱你老去的容颜的痛苦的皱纹
躬身在红光闪耀的炉火旁
凄然地低语 爱 为何消逝了?
在头顶山上 它缓缓踱着步子
将脸隐没在群星之中
WHEN YOU ARE OLD
WHEN YOU ARE OLD AND GREY AND FULL OF SEELP
AND NOODING BY THE FIRE，TAKE DOWN THIS BOOK
AND SLOWLY READ，AND DREAM KF THE SOFT LOOK
YOUR EYES HAD ONCE， AND OF THEIR SHADOWS DEEP；
HOW MANY LOVED YOUR MONMENTS OF GLAD GRACE，
AND LOVED YOUR BEAUTY WITH LOVE FALSE OR TRUE，
BUT ONE MAN LOVED THE PILGRIM SOUL IN YOU，
AND LOVED THE SORROWS OF YOUR CHANGING FACE；
AND BEDING DOWN BESIDE THE GLOWING BARS，
MURMUR，A LITTLE SADLY，HOW LOVE FIED
AND PACED UPON THE MOUNTAINS OVERHEAD
AND HID HIS FACE AMID A CROWD OF STARS。
当你老了英文诗歌 [当你老了的英文诗歌欣赏]
英语诗歌是英语语言的精华。它以最凝练的文字传递时间与空间、物质与精神、理智与情感。我整理了当你老了的英文诗歌，欢迎阅读! 当你老了的英文诗歌 《When You Are Old》 When you are old and gray and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true; But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face. And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead, And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. 当你老了，白发苍苍，睡意沉沉， 倦坐在炉边，取下这本书来， 慢慢读着，追梦当年的眼神 那柔美的神采与深幽的晕影。 多少人爱过你青春的片影， 爱过你的美貌，出于虚伪或真情， 唯独一人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂， 爱你哀戚的脸上岁月的留痕。 在炉栅边，你弯下了腰， 低语着，带着浅浅的伤感， 爱情是怎样逝去，又怎样步上群山， 将面庞藏在了繁星之间。 看了“当你老了的英文诗歌”后，我分享“叶芝经典英语诗歌”! 叶芝经典英文诗歌篇1 心中的玫瑰 叶芝 诗/黎历 译 万事破碎而不全，万物磨损呈旧颜， 笨重马车吱嘎响，途中孩子在哭喊， 农夫步履沉甸甸，冬日沃土翻飞溅， 伊玫瑰倩影，映我心田，可有缺陷。 丑陋之物的缺陷，严重得无法叙言; 我远坐绿色小山，渴望将其重塑建， 用大地天空河川，制成如金盒灿灿 盛装梦中伊倩影，似玫瑰心底放绽。 The Lover tells of the rose in his Heart By William Butler Yeats ALL things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old, The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart, The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould, Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart. The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told; I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart, With the earth and the sky and the water, remade, like a casket of gold For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart. 叶芝经典英文诗歌篇2 Sailing to Byzantium THAT is no country for old men. The young In one another's arms, birds in the trees - Those dying generations - at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever is begotten, born, and dies. Caught in that sensual music all neglect Monuments of unageing intellect. An aged man is but a paltry thing, A tattered coat upon a stick, unless Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress, Nor is there singing school but studying Monuments of its own magnificence; And therefore I have sailed the seas and come To the holy city of Byzantium. O sages standing in God's holy fire As in the gold mosaic of a wall, Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre, And be the singing-masters of my soul. Consume my heart away; sick with desire And fastened to a dying animal It knows not what it is; and gather me Into the artifice of eternity. Once out of nature I shall never take My bodily form from any natural thing, But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make Of hammered gold and gold enamelling To keep a drowsy Emperor awake; Or set upon a golden bough to sing To lords and ladies of Byzantium Of what is past, or passing, or to come. 那不是老年人的国度。青年人 在互相拥抱;那垂死的世代， 树上的鸟，正从事他们的歌唱; 鱼的瀑布，青花鱼充塞的大海， 鱼、兽或鸟，一整个夏天在赞扬 凡是诞生和死亡的一切存在。 沉溺于那感官的音乐，个个都疏忽 万古长青的理性的纪念物。 一个衰颓的老人只是个废物， 是件破外衣支在一根木棍上， 除非灵魂拍手作歌，为了它的 皮囊的每个裂绽唱得更响亮; 可是没有教唱的学校，而只有 研究纪念物上记载的它的辉煌， 因此我就远渡重洋而来到 拜占庭的神圣的城堡。 哦，智者们!立于上帝的神火中， 好像是壁画上嵌金的雕饰， 从神火中走出来吧，旋转当空， 请为我的灵魂作歌唱的教师。 把我的心烧尽，它被绑在一个 垂死的肉身上，为欲望所腐蚀， 已不知它原来是什么了;请尽快 把我采集进永恒的艺术安排。 一旦脱离自然界，我就不再从 任何自然物体取得我的形状， 而只要希腊的金匠用金釉 和锤打的金子所制作的式样， 供给瞌睡的皇帝保持清醒; 或者就镶在金树枝上歌唱 一切过去、现在和未来的事情 给拜占庭的贵族和夫人听。
