the daffodils william wordsworth 黄水仙花 威廉姆·华滋华斯 i wander'd lonely as a cloud that floats on hight o'er vales and hills, when all the once i saw a crowd, a host,of golden daffodils, beside the lake,beneath the trees, fluttering and dancing loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/476.html
the rose in the wind james stephens 风中蔷薇花 吉姆肆·斯弟芬司 dip and swing, lift and sway; dream a life, in a dream,away. like a dream in a sleep is the rose in the wind; and a fish in the deep; and a man in the mind; dreaming to lack all that is loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/474.html
the paps of dana james stephens 月神的奶头 吉姆肆·斯弟芬司 the moutains stand and stare around, they are far too proud to speak, altho'they are rooted in the ground up they go,peak after peak, before the tallest house,and still soaring over tree an loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/473.html
winter moon evelyn scott 冬月 伊吾琳·司科特 a little white thistle moon blown over the cold crags and fens: a little white thistle moon blown across the frozen heather. 初月如银沟， 吹过冰岩沼； 如勾初月白， 吹渡寒郊草。 loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/420.html
the shepherdess alice meynell 牧羊的女儿 阿里斯·美那尔 she walks——the lady of my delight—— a shepherdess of sheep. her flocks are thoughts.she keep them white; she guards them from the steep. she feeds them on the fragrant height and folds them loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/418.html
the moon william h.davies 月 威廉·h·戴维士 thy beauty haunts me heart and soul, o thou fair moon,so close and bright; thy beauty makes me like the child that cries aloud to own thy light: the little child that lifts each arm to press thee to her b loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/419.html
the soul john 灵魂 约翰·格斯瓦斯 my soul's the sky——my flying soul! the lightnight flare,the thunder roll, the sun and moon and stars go by, and great winds sweep my soul,the sky! my brooding soul——my soul's the sea! the snaky weed,and whishing loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/417.html
chicago carl sandburg 芝加哥 卡尔·桑德堡 hog-butcher for the world, tool-maker,stacker of wheat, player with railroads and the nation's freight-handler; stormy,husky,brawling, city of the big shoulders; they tell me you are wicked and i believe the loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/363.html
a london thoroughfare(2 a.m.) amy lowell 一条伦敦大马路（午夜二时） 阿米·罗维尔 they have watered the street, it shines in the glare of lamps, cold,white lamps, and lies like a slow-moving river, barred with silver and black. cabs go down it, one, loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/364.html
trees nelson antrim crawford 林 n·a·克劳福特 pines the slow measure of the chanted war song……the storm cloud,dull throbbing black against the sky…… the lover constant though unloved. poplars statuesque cold-eyed women in smooth,caress-inviting loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/362.html
window carl sandburg 窗 卡尔·桑得堡 night from a railroad car window is a great,dark,soft thing broken across with slashes of light. 火车窗中望见的夜， 是大而黑的柔软物体， 纵横带着光之鞭痕。 loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/361.html
magnificence a.e. 庄严 艾·野 cloistered amid these austere rocks, a brooding seer,i watched an hour, close to the earth,lost to all else, the marvel of a tiny flower. to build its palace walls of jade what myriads toiled in dark and cold; and what loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/295.html
meditation russell green 默想 罗素·葛林 i saw the stars against the summer night still trembling as they trembled when the light first fell upon them from the further world. i could not bend my proud humanity to kneel before the cold immensity, i,w loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/293.html
terror f.s.flint 吃惊 f·s·福林特 eyes are tired; the lamp burns, and in its circle of light papers and books lie where chance and life have placed them. silence sings all around me; my heart is bound with a band; outside in the street a few footst loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/292.html
the reaper william wordsworth 割麦女 威廉·瓦茨沃斯 behold her,single in the field, yon solitary highland lass! reaping and singing by herself; stop here,or gently pass! alone she cuts and binds the grain, and sings a melancholy strain; o listen!for loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/266.html
the fountain james bussel lowell 喷泉 吉姆斯·罗素·洛维尔 into the sunshine, full of the light, leaping and flashing from morn till night! into the moonlight, white than snow, wave so flower-like when the winds blow! into the starlight, rushing in loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/264.html
the burial of sir john moore at corunna charles wolfs 爵士约翰·摩尔在克隆那的埋葬 察理·沃尔夫 not a drum was heard,not a funeral note, as his corse to the rampart we hurried; not a soldier discharged his farewell shot o'er the grave where our hero loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/265.html
How Do I Love Thee? by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level loveword.com.cn/waiguoaiqingshi/263.html
