一篇優美的英語文章100字
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一篇優美的英語文章100字1
Sea Fever海之戀
John Masefield 作/ 綠雪 譯
I MUST go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.
我多想再次回到大海，
回到那寂寥的海天相連
我只想獨自駕駛那高大的帆船，看浪花和白帆在風的歌唱中飛舞
霧雨瀰漫在海面，透出曙色一線
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
我多想再次回到大海
傾聽那奔越的潮汐的吶喊
那野性的呼喚如此清晰使我無法拒絕
風舞雲飛，浪花涌濺，還有那海鷗的哭啼，是我唯一的惦念
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.我一定要再次回到大海
似吉普賽人浪跡天邊
像海鷗，像鯨魚，咧咧的風像一把鋒利的刀
我只想似流浪者笑對如戲人生，讓欺詐在靜謐、甜美的夢中消散
一篇優美的英語文章100字2
The Good Morrow 早安- John Donne 中英對照：
I wonder by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not wean’d till then?
But suck’d on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
‘Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be;
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ‘twas but a dream of thee.
我真不明白;你我相愛之前
在幹什麼?莫非我們還沒斷奶，
只知吮吸田園之樂像孩子一般?
或是在七個睡眠者的洞中打鼾?
確實如此，但一切歡樂都是虛擬，
如果我見過.追求並獲得過美，
那全都是——且僅僅是——夢見了你。
And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone;
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown;
Let us possess one world; each hath one, and is one.
現在向我們甦醒的靈魂道聲早安，
兩個靈魂互相信賴，毋須警戒;
因爲愛控制了對其他景色的愛，
把小小的房間點化成大千世界。
讓航海發現家向新世界遠遊，
讓無數世界的輿圖把別人引誘
我們卻自成世界，又互相擁有。
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mix’d equally;
If our two loves be one, or thou and I
Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.
我映在你眼裏，你映在我眼裏，
兩張臉上現出真誠坦蕩的心地。
哪兒能找到兩個更好的半球啊?
沒有嚴酷的北，沒有下沉的西?
凡是死亡，都屬調和失當所致，
如果我倆的愛合二爲一，或是
愛得如此一致.那就誰也不會死。
一篇優美的英語文章100字3
Death Be Not Proud 死神，你莫驕傲 by John Donne 約翰.多恩
Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me;
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroak; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
死神，你莫驕傲，儘管有人說你
如何強大，如何可怕，你並不是這樣;
你以爲你把誰誰誰****了，其實，
可憐的死神，他們沒死;你現在也還殺不死我。
休息、睡眠，這些不過是你的寫照，
既能給人享受，那你本人提供的一定更多;
我們最美好的人隨你去得越早，
越能早日獲得身體的休息，靈魂的解脫。
你是命運、機會、君主、亡命徒的奴隸，
你和毒藥、戰爭、疾病同住在一起，
罌粟和咒符和你的打擊相比，同樣，
甚至更能催我入睡;那你何必趾高氣揚呢?
睡了一小覺之後，我們便永遠覺醒了，
再也不會有死亡，你死神也將死去。
一篇優美的英語文章100字4
Ode on a Grecian Urn 希臘古甕頌
by John Keats 濟慈
查良錚 譯
Thou still unravished bride of quietness,
Thou foster child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loath?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
你委身“寂靜”的、完美的處子，
受過了“沉默”和“悠久”的撫育，
呵，田園的史家，你竟能鋪敘
一個如花的故事，比詩還瑰麗：
在你的形體上，豈非繚繞着
古老的傳說，以綠葉爲其邊緣;
講着人，或神，敦陂或阿卡狄?
呵，是怎樣的人，或神!在舞樂前
多熱烈的追求!少女怎樣地逃躲!
怎樣的風笛和鼓謠!怎樣的狂喜!
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared,
Pipe to the spirit dities of no tone.
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal---yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss
Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
聽見的樂聲雖好，但若聽不見
卻更美;所以，吹吧，柔情的風笛;
不是奏給耳朵聽，而是更甜，
它給靈魂奏出無聲的樂曲;
樹下的美少年呵，你無法中斷
你的歌，那樹木也落不了葉子;
鹵莽的戀人，你永遠、永遠吻不上，
雖然夠接近了--但不必心酸;
她不會老，雖然你不能如願以償，
你將永遠愛下去，她也永遠秀麗!
Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unweari-ed,
Forever piping songs forever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
Forever warm and still to be enjoyed,
Forever panting, and forever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
呵，幸福的樹木!你的枝葉
不會剝落，從不曾離開春天;
幸福的吹笛人也不會停歇，
他的歌曲永遠是那麼新鮮;
呵，更爲幸福的、幸福的愛!
永遠熱烈，正等待情人宴饗，
永遠熱情地心跳，永遠年輕;
幸福的是這一切超凡的情態：
它不會使心靈饜足和悲傷，
沒有熾熱的頭腦，焦渴的嘴脣。
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands dressed?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
這些人是誰呵，都去趕祭祀?
這作犧牲的小牛，對天鳴叫，
你要牽它到哪兒，神祕的祭司?
花環綴滿着它光滑的身腰。
是從哪個傍河傍海的小鎮，
或哪個靜靜的堡寨山村，
來了這些人，在這敬神的清早?
呵，小鎮，你的街道永遠恬靜;
再也不可能回來一個靈魂
告訴人你何以是這麼寂寥。
O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity. Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty"---that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
哦，希臘的形狀!唯美的觀照!
上面綴有石雕的男人和女人，
還有林木，和踐踏過的青草;
沉默的形體呵，你象是“永恆”
使人超越思想：呵，冰冷的牧歌!
等暮年使這一世代都凋落，
只有你如舊;在另外的一些
憂傷中，你會撫慰後人說：
“美即是真，真即是美，”這就包括
你們所知道、和該知道的一切。
一篇優美的英語文章100字5
Upon Westminster Bridge? 在威斯敏斯特大橋上
William Wordsworth 華茲華斯
Earth has not anything to show more fair:?
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by?
A sight so touching in its majesty:?
This City now doth like a garment wear?
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,?????
Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie?
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;?
大地上沒有其他事物比威斯敏斯特大橋更壯麗：
經過它的人們，無不陶醉其間，
宏偉的景象，如此動人心絃：
清晨，城市沉浸在一片美妙的霞光裏，
象披着一身透明的衣裳，寧靜，清晰，
船舶，塔樓，穹頂，教堂和劇院，
伸向天空，展向平原;
純淨的空氣中，一切那樣的明朗亮麗。
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.?
Never did sun more beautifully steep?
In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill;?
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!?
The river glideth at his own sweet will:?
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;?
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
旭日斜灑着它最絢爛的光彩，
我從未看見過，從未感受到峽谷，岩石和山嶺，
如此深沉的靜謐!
河流在隨意自在地滑行，
上帝啊!千家萬戶還在酣睡，
那顆偉大非凡的心，依然尚未甦醒!
