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1、关于英美诗歌名篇选读【篇一】关于英美诗歌名篇选读A Musical InstrumentElizabeth Barrett Browning (1806 - 1861)What was he doing, the great god Pan,Down in the reeds by the river?Spreading ruin and scattering ban,Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat,And breaking the golden lilies afloatWith the dragon-fly on the river.
2、He tore out a reed, the great god Pan,From the deep cool bed of the river;The limpid water turbidly ran,And the broken lilies a-dying lay,And the dragon-fly had fled awayEre he brought it out of the river.High on the shore sat the great god Pan,While turbidly flowed the river;And hacked and hewed as
3、 a great god canWith his hard bleak steel at the patient reed,Till there was not a sign of a leaf indeedTo prove it fresh from the river.He cut it short did the great god Pan(How tall it stood in the river!)Then drew the pith, like the heart of a man,Steadily from the outside ring,And notched the po
4、or dry empty thingIn holes, as he sat by the river.This is the way, laughed the great god Pan(Laughed while he sat by the river),The only way, since gods beganTo make sweet music, they could succeed.Then dropping his mouth to a hole in the reedHe blew in power by the river.Sweet, sweet, sweet, O Pan
5、!Piercing sweet by the river!Blinding sweet, O great god Pan!The sun on the hill forgot to die,And the lilies revived, and the dragon-flyCame back to dream on the river.Yet half a beast is the great god Pan,To laugh as he sits by the river,Making a poet out of a man：The true gods sigh for the cost a
6、nd pain -For the reed which grows never more againAs a reed with the reeds of the river.【篇二】关于英美诗歌名篇选读Love in the LabJo ShapcottOne day the technicians touched souls as they exchanged everyday noises above the pipette.Then they knew that the state of molecules was not humdrum.The ins criptions on th
7、e specimen jars which lined the room in racks took fire in their minds： what were yesterday mere hieroglyphs from the periodic table became today urgent proof that even here - laboratory life - writing is mystical.The jars glinted under their labels： it had taken fifteen years to collect and collate
8、 them.Now the pair were of one mind.Quietly, methodically they removed the labels from each of the thousands of jars. It took all night.At dawn, rows of bare glass winked at their exhausted coupling against the fume cupboard.Using their white coats as a disguise they took their places at the bench a
9、nd waited for the morning shift.【篇三】关于英美诗歌名篇选读The JaguarTed Hughes (1930 - 1998)The apes yawn and adore their fleas in the sun.The parrots shriek as if they were on fire, or strutLike cheap tarts to attract the stroller with the nut.Fatigued with indolence, tiger and lionLie still as the sun. The bo
10、a constrictors coilIs a fossil. Cage after cage seems empty, orStinks of sleepers from the breathing straw.It might be painted on a nursery wall.But who runs like the rest past these arrivesAt a cage where the crowd stands, stares, mesmerized,As a child at a dream, at a jaguar hurrying enragedThroug
11、h prison darkness after the drills of his eyesOn a short fierce fuse. Not in boredom -The eye satisfied to be blind in fire,By the bang of blood in the brain deaf the ear -He spins from the bars, but theres no cage to himMore than to the visionary his cell：His stride is wildernesses of freedom：The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel.Over the cage floor the horizons come.