描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌

　　在現(xiàn)實(shí)生活或工作學(xué)習(xí)中，說(shuō)到詩(shī)歌，大家肯定都不陌生吧，詩(shī)歌飽含豐富的感情和想象。你還在找尋優(yōu)秀經(jīng)典的詩(shī)歌嗎？以下是小編為大家整理的描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌，歡迎閱讀，希望大家能夠喜歡。

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 1

　　If you were coming in the Fall,

　　I’d brush the summer by

　　With half a smile, and half a spurn,

　　As Housewives do, a Fly。

　　If I could see you in a year,

　　I’d wind the months in balls—

　　And put them each in separate Drawers,

　　For fear the numbers fuse—

　　If only Centuries, delayed,

　　I’d count them on my hand,

　　Subtracting, till my fingers dropped

　　Into Van Dieman’s Land。

　　If certain, When this life was out—

　　That your’s and mine, should be

　　I’d toss it yonder, like a Rind,

　　And take Eternity—

　　But, now, uncertain of the length

　　Of this, that is between,

　　It goads me, like the Goblin Bee—

　　That will not state-it’s sting。

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 2

　　A touch of cold in the Autumn night

　　一縷清寒在秋夜中飄蕩漫步出門(mén)，

　　I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red faced farmer.

　　見(jiàn)一輪紅月倚在樹(shù)籬上， 如同一個(gè)紅臉膛的.農(nóng)夫。

　　I did not stop to speak, but nodded, And round about were the wistful stars

　　我沒(méi)有停下來(lái)說(shuō)話，只點(diǎn)了點(diǎn)頭， 周?chē)�是沉思的繁星�?/p>

　　With white faces like town children.

　　白皙的臉，像城市中的孩童。

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 3

　　Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

　　Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun,

　　Conspiring with him how to load and bless

　　With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

　　To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,

　　And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

　　To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

　　With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

　　And still more, later flowers for the bees,

　　Until they think warm days will never cease,

　　For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 4

　　Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

　　Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

　　Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

　　Thy hair sort-lifted by the winnowing wind;

　　Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,

　　Dows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

　　Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers.

　　And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

　　Steady thy laden head across a brook;

　　Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,

　　Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 5

　　Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?

　　Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,

　　While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

　　And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;

　　Then in a waiful choir the small gnats mourn

　　Among the river sallows, borne aloft

　　Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

　　And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

　　Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

　　The red-breast whistles form a garden-croft;

　　And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 6

　　A touch of cold in the autumn night

　　I walked abroad

　　And saw the ruddy man lean over a hedge

　　Like a red-faced farmer

　　I did not stop to speak, but nodded

　　And round about were the wistful stars

　　With white faces like town children

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 7

　　A Fall Song

　　by Ellen Robena Field

　　Golden and red trees

　　Nod to the soft breeze,

　　As it whispers, "Winter is near;"

　　And the brown nuts fall

　　At the winds loud call,

　　For this is the Fall of the year.

　　Good-by, sweet flowers!

　　Through bright Summer hours

　　You have filled our hearts with cheer

　　We shall miss you so,

　　And yet you must go,

　　For this is the Fall of the year.

　　Now the days grow cold,

　　As the year grows old,

　　And the meadows are brown and sere;

　　Brave robin redbreast

　　Has gone from his nest,

　　For this is the Fall of the year.

　　I do softly pray

　　At the close of day,

　　That the little children, so dear,

　　May as purely grow

　　As the fleecy snow

　　That follows the Fall of the year.

　　描寫(xiě)秋天的外國(guó)詩(shī)歌 8

　　Autumn Fires

　　by Robert Louis Stevenson

　　In the other gardens

　　And all up the vale,

　　From the autumn bonfires

　　See the smoke trail!

　　Pleasant summer over

　　And all the summer flowers,

　　The red fire blazes,

　　The grey smoke towers.

　　Sing a song of seasons!

　　Something bright in all!

　　Flowers in the summer,

　　Fires in the fall!

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