摘要:Poor soul the centre of my sinful earth, My sinful earth these rebel powers array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?[阅读全文]

摘要:My love is as a fever longing still, For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please:[阅读全文]

摘要:O me! what eyes hath love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight, Or if they have, where is my judgment fled, That censures falsely what they see aright?[阅读全文]

摘要:Canst thou O cruel, say I love thee not, When I against my self with thee partake? Do I not think on thee when I forgot Am of my self, all-tyrant, for thy sake?[阅读全文]

摘要:原诗欣赏The Sonnet 150     by William Shakespeare O from what power hast thou this powerful might,With insufficiency my heart to sway,To make me give the lie to my true sight,And s[阅读全文]

摘要:Love is too young to know what conscience is, Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then gentle cheater urge not my amiss, Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove.[阅读全文]

摘要:In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn to me love swearing, In act thy bed-vow broke and new faith torn, In vowing new hate after new love bearing:[阅读全文]

摘要:Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep, A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground:[阅读全文]

摘要:The little Love-god lying once asleep, Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymphs that vowed chaste life to keep, Came tripping by, but in her maiden hand,[阅读全文]

摘要:原诗欣赏London, 1802    by William Wordsworth Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside[阅读全文]

摘要:With little here to do or see Of things that in the great world be, Daisy! again I talk to thee, For thou art worthy,[阅读全文]

摘要:It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity;[阅读全文]

摘要:Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound;[阅读全文]

摘要:O blithe new-comer! I have heard, I hear thee and rejoice. O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice?[阅读全文]

摘要:Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own.[阅读全文]

摘要:I Travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee.[阅读全文]

摘要:Strange fits of passion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the Lover's ear alone, What once to me befell.[阅读全文]

摘要:--A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?[阅读全文]

摘要:AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years: Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the s[阅读全文]

摘要:Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.[阅读全文]