现代外国诗歌有哪些

1. 埃德蒙·斯宾塞

Sonnet
十四行

Fresh spring the herald of loves mighty king,
新春啊，你这君临万方的爱神的先驱，
In whose cote armour richly are displayed
你的外衣富丽堂皇,展现出
All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring
世间的繁花万朵，不胜枚举，
In goodly colours gloriously arrayed.
她那婀娜多姿的服装，耀人眼目。
Go to my love, Where she is carelesse laid,
找我的爱人去吧，她满不在乎，
Yet in her winters bowre:
她仍在她冬天的闺房里深睡不醒：
Tell her the joyous time will not be staid
告诉她：快乐的时光不会永驻，
Unlesse she do him by the forelock take,
除非她能把它牢牢地捏在手中；
Bid her therefore her selfe soon ready make,
嘱咐她要把一切的准备快快完成，
To wait on love amongst his lovely crew.
好去那一群丽人当中把爱神恭迎：
Where every one that misseth then her make,
谁若是还打动不了爱人的魂灵，
Shall be by him amercest with penance dew.
爱神就必定给他以应有的严惩。
Make hast therefore sweet love, whilest it is prime,
快抓住这甜蜜的爱，趁着青春时候，
For none can call againe the passed time.
青春一去难再，像是大海东流。

2.威廉布莱克 William Blake

The Tyger 老虎

Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright 老虎！老虎！光焰闪耀，
In the forests of the night, 在黑夜的丛林中熊熊燃烧， '
What immortal hand or eye 什么样的不朽之手和眼
Could frame thy fearful symmetry? 造成你那可怕的匀称外貌？

In what distant deeps or skies 你眼中的烈火熊熊
Burnt the fire of thine eyes? 来自多远的深处或高空？
On what wings dare he aspire? 他凭什么翅膀敢飞到九天？
What the hand dare seize the fire? 什么样的手敢去抓这火焰？

And what shoulder, and what art, 什么样的臂力，什么样的技艺
Could twist the sinews of thy heart? 才能拧成你那心脏的腱肌？
And when thy heart began to beat, 什么样的手,什么样的脚,
What dread hand? And what dread feet? 才使得你的心脏开始弹跳？

What the hammer? What the chain? 用什么样的锤子？什么样的链条？
In what furnace was thy brain? 在什么样的炉里炼成了你的大脑？
What the anvil? What dread grasp 在什么样的铁砧上？用什么样的臂力
Dare its deadly terrors clasp? 敢抓住这可以致命的可怕东西？

When the stars threw down their spears, 当星星投下他们的矛枪，
And watered heaven with their tears, 用他们的泪水浇灌穹苍，
Did he smile his work to see? 他见到自己的作品时可微笑？
Did he who made the Lamb make thee? 难道是他造了你也造了羊羔？

Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright 老虎！老虎！光焰闪耀，
In the forests of the night, 在黑夜的丛林中熊熊燃烧，
What immortal hand or eye, 什么样的不朽之手和眼
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? 造成你那可怕的匀称外貌？

3. 威廉华兹华斯

I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud

I wondered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils ;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in the never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay :
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced ; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee :
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company :
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought :
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude ;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

我孤独地漫游，像一朵云

我孤独地漫游，像一朵云
在山丘和谷地上飘荡，
忽然间我看见一群
金色的水仙花迎春开放，
在树荫下，在湖水边，
迎着微风起舞翩翩。
连绵不绝，如繁星灿烂，
在银河里闪闪发光，
它们沿着湖湾的边缘
延伸成无穷无尽的一行；
我一眼看见了一万朵，
在欢舞之中起伏颠簸。
粼粼波光也在跳着舞，

水仙的欢欣却胜过水波；
与这样快活的伴侣为伍，
诗人怎能不满心欢乐！
我久久凝望，却想象不到
这奇景赋予我多少财宝，——
每当我躺在床上不眠，
或心神空茫，或默默沉思，
它们常在心灵中闪现，
那是孤独之中的福祉；
于是我的心便涨满幸福，
和水仙一同翩翩起舞。

4.叶芝

A Drinking Song

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye
That is all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die
I life the glass to my mouth
I look at you and I sigh

饮酒歌

酒入唇
爱入眼
那是我们的真理
在老去和死去之前
我举杯唇边
看着你,轻叹.

YOUTH

Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of
rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a
quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of
the deep springs of life.

Youth means a tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the
appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of
60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We
grow old by deserting our ideals.

Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back to dust.

Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder,
the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and the joy of the game of
living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless
station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and
power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.

When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism
and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as
your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die
young at 80.

参考译文

青春

青春不是年华，而是心境；青春不是桃面、丹唇、柔膝，而是深沉的意志，恢宏的想
象，炙热的恋情；青春是生命的深泉在涌流。

青春气贯长虹，勇锐盖过怯弱，进取压倒苟安。如此锐气，二十后生而有之，六旬男子则更多见。年岁有加，并非垂老，理想丢弃，方堕暮年。

岁月悠悠，衰微只及肌肤；热忱抛却，颓废必致灵魂。忧烦，惶恐，丧失自信，定使心灵扭曲，意气如灰。

无论年届花甲，拟或二八芳龄，心中皆有生命之欢乐，奇迹之诱惑，孩童般天真久盛不衰。人人心中皆有一台天线，只要你从天上人间接受美好、希望、欢乐、勇气和力量的信号，你就青春永驻，风华常存。

一旦天线下降，锐气便被冰雪覆盖，玩世不恭、自暴自弃油然而生，即使年方二十，实已垂垂老矣；然则只要树起天线，捕捉乐观信号，你就有望在八十高龄告别尘寰时仍觉年轻。

Judith Wright , Richard Murphy , Louise Gluck , Czeslaw Milosz 这几个诗人都不错,找他们的诗读吧.