求短篇英语小诗，中英翻译？

求短篇英语小诗，中英翻译？

Trees

J.Kilmer

I think that I shall J.Kilmernever see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with the rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

树

我想我从未见过一首

美如玉树的诗章。

一棵张着饥饿嘴巴的树，

紧压在大地甘美而流畅的乳房上；

一棵整天望着神的树，

举起枝叶繁茂的手臂来祈祷；

一棵树在夏日里可能

戴着一窝知更鸟在头发上；

雪花堆积在她的怀抱里；

雨水也和她亲切地生活在一起。

像我这样愚笨的人可以做诗，

但唯有神方能造树。

THE NEW YEAR

Alfred Tennyson

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,

The flying cloud, the frosty light:

The year is dying in the night;

Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,

Ring, happy bells, across the snow:

The year is going, let him go;

Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,

For those that here we see no more;

Ring out the feud of rich and poor,

Ring in redress to all mankind.

新年

响吧，狂暴的钟，向着狂野的天空，

向着乱云，向着寒光。

这一年即将在今夜逝去，

响吧，狂暴的钟，让他消亡。

钟声送旧，钟声迎新，

响吧，幸福的钟，响彻皑皑白雪。

这一年即将离去，让他去吧。

钟声送伪，钟声迎真。

钟声送走揪心的痛苦，

为了我们不能再见的人，

钟声送走贫富间的宿怨，

钟声迎来全人类的祥和。

我是怎样的爱你 我是怎样的爱你 诉不尽万语千言 我爱你的程度是那样的高深和广远 恰似我的灵魂曾飞到了九天与黄泉 去探索生命的奥秘和神灵的恩典 无论是白昼还是夜晚 我爱你不息 象我每日必须的摄生食物不能间断。 我纯洁的爱你 不为奉承吹捧迷惑 我勇敢的爱你 如同为正义而奋斗 爱你， 以昔日的疼痛和童年的忠诚 爱你，以眼泪 笑声及全部的生命。 要是没有你 我的心就失去了圣贤 要是没有你 我的心就失去了激情 假如上帝愿意 请为我作主和见证 在我死后 我将爱你更深 更深 How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday‘s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood‘s faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. .

静夜思 李白 床前明月光,疑是地上霜. 举头望明月,低头思故乡.

In the Still of the Night I descry bright moonlight in front of my bed. I suspect it to be hoary frost on the floor. I watch the bright moon, as I tilt back my head. I yearn, while stooping, for my homeland more