描写月亮的英文诗歌欣赏
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描写月亮的英文诗歌篇1
With How Sad Steps, O Moon
With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb’st the skies!
How silently, and with how wan a face!
What! may it be that even in heavenly place
That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?
Sure, if that long-with-love-acquainted eyes
Can judge of love, thou feel’st a lover’s case：
I read it in thy looks, ---thy languished grace
To me, that feel the like, thy state descries.
Then, even of fellowship, O moon, tell me,
Is constant love deemed there but want of wit?
Are beauties there as proud as here they be?
Do they above love to be loved, and yet
Those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess?
Do they call virtue there ungratefulness?
With How Sad Steps, O Moon
啊, 月亮
吕志鲁译
啊, 月亮, 你爬上天空,
步履多么悲伤!
你面色如此苍白,
你哑口无言一声不响!
怎么, 即使在高高的天上,
忙碌的丘比特还在让他的箭派上用场?
真的, 如果那双慧眼明辨爱情,
那你就有了爱的迹象：
我已经看出端倪,
从你那伤感的模样。
即使是出于友谊,
请你告诉我, 月亮,
那里是不是充满恒久的情爱,
只是缺少智慧赖以滋长?
那里的美人是不是孤芳自赏,
与我们人间没有两样?
他们是不是想要得到爱恋,
爱恋者却嘲笑别人堕入情网?
他们如何看待情爱,
是不是把无情无义称作品德高尚?
描写月亮的英文诗歌篇2
The Moon
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 bosom warm.
Though there are birds that sing this night
with thy white beams across their throats,
Let my deep silence speak for me
more than for them their sweetest notes:
Who worships thee till music fails
is greater than nightingales.
月亮
你的美丽缠绕了我的心和魂，
你美好的月哦，那样近，那样明;
你的美丽使我像个小孩儿
要捉着你的光，发出更大的声音;
小孩举起每一只胳膊，
要把你捉来抱的紧紧。
虽然有些鸟儿在夜里吟唱，
由于你的银光照着它们的颈，
让我深深的沉默谈出我的心
比他们的最美的歌声更有风韵;
对你的崇敬到了沉默无声，
那崇敬是超过了你的夜鸣莺。
描写月亮的英文诗歌篇3
SHALL I YOUR BEAUTIES WITH THE MOON COMPARE?
我能把你的美丽比作月亮吗?
By Pierre De Ronsard
作者：龙萨
Tr. Zhang Heqing
翻译：张和清
Shall I your beauties with the moon compare?
我能把你的美丽比作月亮吗?
She’s faithless, you a single purpose own.
她背信弃义，你却意志坚决。
Or to the general sun, who everywhere
或者把你比作平凡的太阳?四处
Goes common with his light? You walk alone
挥洒着一样的光芒?你孤独地行走，
And you are such that envy must despair
你如此地美丽，至而让嫉妒绝望
Of finding in my praise aught to condone,
发觉我的赞扬无以原谅，
You have no likeness since there’s naught as fair
你如此美丽，世人望尘莫及，
Yourself your god, your star, Fate’s overtone.
你是自己的上帝，自己的星宿，命运的回音。
Those mad or rash, who make some other woman your rival,
那些疯狂与鲁莽的人啊，让其他的女人与你争辉，
Hurt themselves when they would hurt you,
在伤害你的时刻，却伤害了他们自己，
So far your excellence their dearth outpaces.
你的美丽至今无人企及。
Either your body shields some noble demon,
你这个尤物啊，遮掩了某些显贵的恶魔，
Or mortal you image immortal virtue;
你不朽的躯体遮住了你流芳的美德，
Or Pallas you or first among the Graces.
你是智慧女神，亦或是美丽女人中的最美女人。