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關(guān)于優(yōu)秀英文詩歌篇1
On the Circuit
by W. H. Auden
Among pelagian travelers，
Lost on their lewd conceited way
To Massachusetts， Michigan，
Miami or L.A.，
An airborne instrument I sit，
Predestined nightly to fulfill
Columbia-Giesen-Management's
Unfathomable will，
By whose election justified，
I bring my gospel of the Muse
To fundamentalists， to nuns，
to Gentiles and to Jews，
And daily， seven days a week，
Before a local sense has jelled，
From talking-site to talking-site
Am jet-or-prop-propelled.
Though warm my welcome everywhere，
I shift so frequently， so fast，
I cannot now say where I was
The evening before last，
Unless some singular event
Should intervene to save the place，
A truly asinine remark，
A soul-bewitching face，
Or blessed encounter， full of joy，
Unscheduled on the Giesen Plan，
With， here， an addict of Tolkien，
There， a Charles Williams fan.
Since Merit but a dunghill is，
I mount the rostrum unafraid：
Indeed， 'twere damnable to ask
If I am overpaid.
Spirit is willing to repeat
Without a qualm the same old talk，
But Flesh is homesick for our snug
Apartment in New York.
A sulky fifty-six， he finds
A change of mealtime utter hell，
Grown far too crotchety to like
A luxury hotel.
The Bible is a goodly book
I always can peruse with zest，
But really cannot say the same
For Hilton's Be My Guest.
Nor bear with equanimity
The radio in students' cars，
Muzak at breakfast， or——dear God!——
Girl-organists in bars.
Then， worst of all， the anxious thought，
Each time my plane begins to sink
And the No Smoking sign comes on：
What will there be to drink?
Is this my milieu where I must
How grahamgreeneish! How infra dig!
Snatch from the bottle in my bag
An analeptic swig?
Another morning comes： I see，
Dwindling below me on the plane，
The roofs of one more audience
I shall not see again.
God bless the lot of them， although
I don't remember which was which：
God bless the U.S.A.， so large，
So friendly， and so rich.
關(guān)于優(yōu)秀英文詩歌篇2
Pietà
by Steve Scafidi
Before she is turned away
for the last time in the moment
before the new world begins
harrowing her like a field
and the sun and moon disappear
and the stars and the houses
suddenly become illustrations
in a book no longer to be
believed burning to ashes—
before the earth beneath her
rises up through her body
slowly， every green cell
yellowing in the aftermath—
just before this begins and
it begins constantly over
and over in the secret nucleus
of mothers quietly humming
at every second continuously
she breathes the odor of honey，
his hair still the odor of honey.
關(guān)于優(yōu)秀英文詩歌篇3
Pied Beauty
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Glory be to God for dappled things——
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced——fold， fallow， and plough;
And all trades， their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter， original， spare， strange;
Whatever is fickle， freckled (who knows how?)
With swift， slow; sweet， sour; adazzle， dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change：
Praise Him.
關(guān)于優(yōu)秀英文詩歌篇4
Of Memory and Distance
by Russell Edson
It‘s a scientific fact that anyone entering the distance will grow smaller.
Eventually becoming so small he might only be found with a telescope，
or， for more intimacy， with a microscope……
But there‘s a vanishing point，
where anyone having penetrated the distance must disappear entirely without hope of his ever returning，
leaving only a memory of his ever having been.
But then there is fiction，
so that one is never really sure if it was someone who vanished into the end of seeing，
or someone made of paper and ink……
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