歌颂春天的英语诗歌
歌颂春天的英语诗歌
春天是一个让人们感觉到很温暖的季节，春天的优美景色也是让人陶醉。接下来小编搜集了歌颂春天的.英语诗歌，仅供大家参考，希望帮助到大家。
篇一：THE SCENT OF SPRING
The village is full of the colour of white, and noises
Acacia flowers are blooming, attracting the wings of bees
To be covered with pollens of the sunshine
If you mix acacia flowers with flour and steam it—
We take a short cut to get ahead of the bees
And smell the scent of spring
“Acacia honey, acacia honey—“ Beekeepers
Prolongs his cry
And the road from * to the beehives are prolonged as well
篇二：In The Spring
From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odor and in hue,
Could make me any summer’s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew.
Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
篇三：Butterflies Lingering over Flowers
Deep，deep the courtyard where he is，so deep
It's veiled by smokelike willows heap on heap，
By curtain on curtain and screen on screen.
Leaving his saddle and bridle，there he has been
Merrymaking.From my tower his trace can't be seen.
The third moon now，the wind and rain are raging late;
At dusk I bar the gate，
But I can't bar in spring.
My tearful eyes ask flowers，but they fail to bring
An answer;I see red blossoms fly o'er the swing.
篇四：Gathering Mulberry Leaves
Viewed from a light boat with short oars, West Lake is fair.
Green water winds along
The banks overgrown with sweet grass; here and there
Faintly we hear a flute song.
The water surface is smooth like glass when no wind blows;
I feel the boat moves no more.
Leaving ripples behind, it goes,
The startled waterbirds skim the flat sandy shore.
篇五：Spring Quiet
By Christina Rossetti
Gone were but the Winter,
Come were but the Spring,
I would go to a covert
Where the birds sing;
Where in the whitethorn
Singeth a thrush,
And a robin sings
In the holly-bush.
Full of fresh scents
Are the budding boughs
Arching high over
A cool green house;
Full of sweet scents,
And whispering air
Which sayeth softly:
"We spread no snare;
"Here dwell in safety,
Here dwell alone,
With a clear stream
And a mossy stone.
"Here the sun shineth Most shadily;
Here is heard an echo
Of the far sea,
Though far off it be."
篇六：A Light exists in Spring
A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here
A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.
It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.
Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay —
A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.
