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优秀英语诗歌：The Horses

I climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark.

Evil air, a frost-making stillness,

Not a leaf, not a bird,--

A world cast in frost. I came out above the wood

Where my breath left tortuous statues in the iron light.

But the valleys were draining the darkness

Till the moorline--blackening dregs of the brightening grey--

Halved the sky ahead. And I saw the horses:

Huge in the dense grey--ten together--

Megalith-still. They breathed, making no move,

With draped manes and tilted hind-hooves,

Making no sound.

I passed: not one snorted or jerked its head.

Grey silent fragments

Of a grey silent world.

I listened in emptiness on the moor-ridge.

The curlew's tear turned its edge on the silence.

Slowly detail leafed from the darkness. Then the sun

Orange, red, red erupted

Silently, and splitting to its core tore and flung cloud,

Shook the gulf open, showed blue,

And the big planets hanging--.

I turned

Stumbling in the fever of a dream, down towards

The dark woods, from the kindling tops,

And came to the horses.

There, still they stood,

But now steaming and glistening under the flow of light,

Their draped stone manes, their tilted hind-hooves

Stirring under a thaw while all around them

The frost showed its fires. But still they made no sound.

Not one snorted or stamped,

Their hung heads patient as the horizons,

High over valleys, in the red levelling rays--

In din of the crowded streets, going among the years, the faces,

May I still meet my memory in so lonely a place

Between the streams and the red clouds, hearing curlews,

Hearing the horizons endure.

优秀英语诗歌：你还不来 我怎敢老去

You don't come, I'm dare not to grow old

A poem by Li Jizong / Translated by Lily

Actually, I'm old

That I've to let the small tree in front of the door

For me shed the leaves off

I'm too old as to shell off a layer of earth

And another layer of earth once more

Seeing these layers of earth

I know that going out is the bonfire on my chest reserved for you

And departing is the strength kept for you in my arm

As far as my eyes, tardy and erratic

They start to see everything

Actually, I'm very old

For the latest short span of my life

I just keep on asking the small tree in front of the door

For me to shed the last leaf

While the world is changing and time is flying

Why I say that you don’t come, I'm dare not to grow old

’Cause when I’m alone

I do still cherish a very slim hope that you also think so

其实我已经老了

我老得让门前的那棵小树替我掉叶子

我老得掉了一层土

又掉了一层土