認(rèn)識(shí)是實(shí)現(xiàn)審美與陶冶的基礎(chǔ)和前提,陶冶是對(duì)詩(shī)歌進(jìn)行認(rèn)識(shí)與審美的終極歸宿,而審美則是詩(shī)歌教學(xué)中聯(lián)系認(rèn)識(shí)與陶冶的橋梁和紐帶。下面是學(xué)習(xí)啦小編帶來(lái)的拜倫英文詩(shī)歌，歡迎閱讀!

　　拜倫英文詩(shī)歌精選

　　Lines to a Lady Weeping 致一位哭泣的淑女

　　Weep, daughter of a royal line,

　　為父王的恥辱，王國(guó)的衰頹，

　　A Sire's disgrace, a realm's decay;

　　你盡情哭泣吧，皇家的公主!

　　Ah! happy if each tear of thine

　　但愿你的每一滴淚水

　　Could wash a father's fault away!

　　能洗掉父親一樁錯(cuò)處。

　　Weep—for thy tears are Virtue's tears—

　　你的眼淚是“美德”的眼淚，

　　Auspicious to these suffering isles;

　　將為這多難的島國(guó)造福;

　　And be each drop in future years

　　人民將會(huì)在未來(lái)的年歲

　　Repaid thee by thy people's smiles!

　　以笑顏回報(bào)你每一滴淚珠。

　　拜倫英文詩(shī)歌閱讀

　　An Ode to the Framers of the Frame Bill "編織機(jī)法案"編制者頌

　　Oh well done Lord E—n! and better done R—r!

　　艾伯爵真高明!賴大人更精細(xì)!

　　Britannia must prosper with councils like yours;

　　靠你們，準(zhǔn)能夠振興英國(guó);

　　Hawkesbury, Harrowby, help you to guide her,

　　霍勃雷，哈羅貝，幫你們治理，

　　whose remedy only must kill ere it cures:

　　他們的醫(yī)術(shù)是：先殺了再說(shuō)。

　　Those villains, the Weavers, are all grown refractory,

　　那一幫賤種，織工們，真犟，

　　Asking some succour for Charity's sake—

　　以“仁愛”為名，要什么救助——

　　So hang them in clusters round each Manufactory,

　　把他們吊死在工廠近旁，

　　That will at once put an end to mistake.

　　就能夠了結(jié)這一樁“錯(cuò)誤”。

　　The rascals, perhaps, may betake them to robbing,

　　那一幫無(wú)賴，也許會(huì)搶劫，

　　The dogs to be sure have got nothing to eat—

　　像一群野狗，沒啥東西吃——

　　So if we can hang them for breaking a bobbin,

　　誰(shuí)弄壞紗軸，便立地絞決，

　　'T will save all the Government's money and meat:

　　好節(jié)省政府的錢財(cái)和肉食。

　　Men are more easily made than machinery—

　　造人挺容易，機(jī)器可難得——

　　Stockings fetch better prices than lives—

　　人 命不值錢，襪子可貴重——

　　Gibbets on Sherwood will heighten the scenery,

　　舍伍德的絞架使山河生色，

　　Showing how Commerce, how Liberty thrives!

　　顯示著商業(yè)和自由的興隆!

　　Justice is now in pursuit of the wretches,

　　近衛(wèi)團(tuán)，志愿隊(duì)，法院的法警，

　　Grenadiers, Volunteers, Bon-street Police,

　　三名推事官，兩位保安官，

　　Twenty-two Regiments, a score of Juck Ketches,

　　二十個(gè)絞刑手，二十二團(tuán)官兵，

　　Three of the Quorum and two of the Peace;

　　把這些窮小子緝拿歸案;

　　Some Lords, to be sure, would have summoned the Judges,

　　有幾位爵爺，想找審判員

　　To take their opinion, but that they ne'er shall,

　　作一番咨詢，可是辦 不到，

　　For LIVERPOOL such a concession begrudges,

　　利物浦不肯給這種恩典，

　　So now they're condemned by no Judges at all.

　　壓根兒沒審判，就通通干掉!

　　Some folks for certain have thought it was shocking,

　　人們一定會(huì)感到驚詫：

　　When Famine appeals and when Poverty groans,

　　在百姓啼饑號(hào)寒的時(shí)候，

　　That Life should be valued at less than a stocking,

　　人命竟不值一雙長(zhǎng)襪?

　　And breaking of frames lead to breaking of bones.

　　打爛機(jī)器的該打斷骨頭?

　　If it should prove so, I trust, by this token,

　　我想：(誰(shuí)不這么想?)如果

　　(And who will refuse to partake in the hope?)

　　當(dāng)真是這樣，有這種蠢漢——

　　That the frames of the fools may be first to be broken,

　　人家要救助，他卻給絞索，

　　Who, when asked for a remedy, sent down a rope.

　　那就先把他骨頭打斷!

　　拜倫英文詩(shī)歌學(xué)習(xí)

　　Away, Away去吧,去吧

　　Away, away, ye notes of woe!

　　去吧，去吧，悲涼的曲調(diào)!

　　Be silent, thou once soothing strain,

　　沉默吧，一度甘美的樂(lè)音!

　　Or I must flee from hence—for, oh!

　　否則，我只得掩耳奔逃，

　　I dare not trust those sounds again.

　　這樣的樂(lè)曲我不忍重聽。

　　To me they speak of brighter days—

　　它們追述歡愉的往昔——

　　But lull the chords, for now, alas!

　　此刻，快停止撥弄琴弦!

　　I must not think, I may not gaze

　　我不愿正視，也不堪回憶

　　On what I am—on what I was.

　　我的今日，和我的當(dāng)年。

　　The voice that made those sounds more sweet

　　你嗓音已啞，使這些樂(lè)曲。

　　Is hush'd, and all their charms are fled;

　　原先的魅力都逃逸無(wú)蹤;

　　And now their softest notes repeat

　　如今，它們低回的旋律

　　A dirge, an anthem o'er the dead!

　　不過(guò)是挽歌哀樂(lè)的復(fù)誦。

　　Yes, Thyrza! yes, they breathe of thee

　　是的，它們?cè)诔?，賽?

　　Beloved dust! since dust thou art;

　　唱你——被人摯愛的塵土;

　　And all that once was harmony

　　那曲調(diào)原先是雍融和洽，

　　Is worse than discord to my heart!

　　如今比不上嘈雜的喧呼!

　　'Tis silent all!—but on my ear

　　全都靜默了!可是我耳邊

　　The well remember'd echoes thrill;

　　記憶猶新的回聲在顫栗;

　　I hear a voice I would not hear,

　　聽見的聲音，我不愿聽見，

　　A voice that now might well be still:

　　這樣的聲音早就該沉寂。

　　Yet oft my doubting soul 'twill shake;

　　它還在搖撼我迷惘的心靈，

　　Even slumber owns its gentle tone,

　　那柔婉樂(lè)音潛入我夢(mèng)寐，

　　Till consciousness will vainly wake

　　“意識(shí)”枉然醒過(guò)來(lái)諦聽，

　　To listen, though the dream be flown.

　　那夢(mèng)境早已飛去不回。

　　Sweet Thyrza! waking as in sleep,

　　賽沙呵!醒來(lái)也如在夢(mèng)中，

　　Thou art but now a lovely dream;

　　你化為一場(chǎng)神奇的夢(mèng)幻;

　　A star that trembled o'er the deep,

　　仿佛海上閃爍的孤星，

　　Then turned from earth its tender beam.

　　清光已不再俯照人寰。

　　But he who through life's dreary way

　　當(dāng)蒼天震怒，大地陰晦，

　　Must pass, when heaven is veil'd in wrath,

　　有人在人生的征途跋涉，

　　Will long lament the vanish'd ray

　　他久久悼惜那隱沒的明輝——

　　That scatter'd gladness o'er his path.

　　它在這征途上投灑過(guò)歡樂(lè)。