心灵的共鸣是值得珍爱的……一位诗人的共鸣对于我更是达到同情的极致了。---记勃朗宁和巴莱特的爱情。下面是小编辛苦为大家带来的晨读代表作英文诗歌5篇双语（9篇），希望能够给予您一些参考与帮助。
a thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
its lovliness increases; it will never
pass into nothingness; but still will keep
a bower quiet for us, and a sleep
full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
a flowery band to bind us to the earth,
spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd ways
made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
some shape of beauty moves away the pall
from our dark spirits. such the sun, the moon,
trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
for simple sheep; and such are daffodils
with the green world they live in; and clear rills
that for themselves a cooling covert make
'gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
and such too is the grandeur of the dooms
we have imagined for the mighty dead;
an endless fountain of immortal drink,
pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
一件美好事物永远是一种欢乐：
它的美妙与日俱增；它决不会
化为乌有；而是会使我们永远有
一座幽静的花亭，一个充满美梦，
健康，和匀静的呼吸的睡眠。
因此，每天早上，我们都在编织
一根绚丽带子把我们束缚于人世，
不管失望，不管无情的人缺少高贵的
本性。不管愁苦的岁月，不管设下
为我们搜索的不健康的黑暗的道路：
是呀，不管一切，一个美的形体
从我们阴暗的精神上移去棺衣：
太阳，月亮，为天真的羊群长出
绿荫的古树和幼树就是这种事物；
水仙和它们生活其间的绿的世界，
为自己造好凉荫以御炎季的清溪，
满洒着麝香玫瑰的林中的丛薮，
都是这种事物：我们对伟大的古人
所想象的命运的壮丽，我们所听到
或读到的一切美妙的故事也都是
这种事物：从天的边涯向我们
倾注的一支不尽的琼浆的源泉。
afton water 亚顿河水
by robert burns 罗伯特·彭斯
flow gently, sweet afton, among thy green braes!
flow gently, i'll sing thee a song in thy praise!
my mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
flow gently, sweet afton, disturb not her dream.
轻轻地流，甜美的亚顿河，你流过碧坡青山，
轻轻地流，让我一展歌喉把你盛赞；
我的玛丽傍着你的淙淙流水安然入睡
轻轻地流，甜美的亚顿河，别把她的美梦搅碎。
thou stock-dove, whose echo resounds thro' the glen,
ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den,
thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forbear,
i charge you disturb not my slumbering fair.
你呀，欧鸽，歌声在幽谷里回荡，
你呀，乌鸫，哨声在荆棘丛生的溪谷中鸣响，
你呀，绿冠的田凫，你那喜爱啼叫的尊长，
我请求你们不要打扰我熟睡的姑娘。
how lofty, sweet afton, thy neighbouring hills,
far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills;
there daily i wander as noon rises high,
my flocks and my mary's sweet cot in my eye.
多么听挺拔呦，甜美的亚顿河，你周围的山岗，
你的河道那么清晰、曲折、悠长，
每当正午太阳高照，我便在此漫步，
目光不离我的羊群和玛丽的甜蜜小屋。
how pleasant thy banks and green valleys below,
where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow;
there oft, as mild ev'ning sweeps over the lea,
the sweet-scented birk shades my mary and me.
你的河岸和低矮的翠谷令人神清气爽，
树林里樱草花遍地怒放，
每当温煦的黄昏在草地降临，芬芳的桦树便赐予玛丽和我一片绿阴。
thy crystal stream, afton, how lovely it glides,
and winds by the cot where my mary resides,
how wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,
as gathering sweet flowrets she stems thy clear wave.
晶莹的流水呦，亚顿河，你多么赏心悦目，
你蜿蜒地流过玛丽居住的小屋，
你顽皮地把她那雪白的双脚洗濯，
每当她迎着清波去采集芬芳的花朵。
flow gently, sweet afton, among thy green braes,
flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays;
my mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
flow gently, sweet afton, disturb not her dream.
轻轻地流，甜美的亚顿河，你流过碧坡青山，
轻轻地流，让我一展歌喉把你盛赞；
我的玛丽傍着你的淙淙流水安然入睡
轻轻地流，甜美的亚顿河，别把她的美梦搅碎。
to helen 致海伦|海伦之歌
by edgar allan poe 爱伦坡
王道余 译
helen，thy beauty is to me
like those nicèan barks of yore
that gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
the weary way-worn wanderer bore
to his own native shore.
海伦哦，我眼里你的美丽
就像昔日尼西亚的小船，
轻柔地在飘香的海面，
将那旅途劳顿的游子
带回他故乡的海岸。
on desperate seas long wont to roam,
thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
thy naiad airs have brought me home
to the glory that was greece,
and the grandeur that was rome.
在绝望的海面、亘古波涛无边，
你飘飘的秀发，你典雅的脸庞，
你水中仙女般的丰姿让我想见
希腊的荣光、
罗马的庄严。
lo, in yon brilliant window-niche
how statue-like i see thee stand,
the agate lamp within thy hand,
ah! psyche, from the regions which
are holy land!
看哦！在远方的华丽窗龛，
我见你如雕像玉立，
手里擎着玛瑙灯盏！
啊，灵魂之女，你来自哪里，
哪里就是圣地！
insufficiency 自愧弗如
伊丽莎白•芭雷特•布朗宁
there is no one beside thee and no one above thee,
thou standest alone as the nightingale sings!
and my words that would praise thee are impotent things,
for none can express thee though all should approve thee.
i love thee so, dear, that i only can love thee.
世界上没有人同你并列，也没人高于你；
你形单影只地站在夜莺啼唱的时分！
而我想称颂你的那些话都显得无能，
因为虽人人该赞你，却没人能描绘你。
亲爱的，我爱你之深使我只能够爱你。
say, what can i do for thee? weary thee, grieve thee?
lean on thy shoulder, new burdens to add?
weep my tears over thee, making thee sad?
oh, hold me not--love me not! let me retrieve thee.
i love thee so, dear, that i only can leave thee.
你说我能为你做什么？使你厌倦忧戚？
倚在你肩头上，把新的负担给你添上？
把我的泪滴在你脸上，使你感到悲伤？
哦，别抱我也别爱我！让我来救出你。
亲爱的，我爱你之深使我只能离开你。
silent noon 寂静的中午- dante gabriel rossetti
your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,—
你的手伸展在鲜嫩的长草里
the finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
指尖如玫瑰花一样透明：
your eyes smile peace.
你的眼睛漾着恬静的微笑。
the pasture gleams and glooms
'neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
云海汹涌的长空下， 牧场时而闪烁，时而暗淡。
all round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
在我们的巢穴周围，在我们的视野之内，
are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge
是镶着银边的金黄色的驴蹄草，
where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
是峨参环绕的山毛榉篱笆。
'tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
这可见的沉静，沙漏一般的沉静。
deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
阳光追逐的枝苗深处，挂着一只蜻蜓，
hangs like a blue-thread loosened from the sky;
像天空撒了手的蓝线；
so this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
像这生着翅膀的时光从我们头顶降落。
oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
啊！心贴心地抱紧我们吧，为了这不朽的馈赠，
this close-companioned inarticulate hour
这亲密相伴的沉默时光，
when two-fold silence was the song of love.
双重的沉默就是一首爱情之歌。
I Saw Thee Weep
I saw thee weep---the big bright tear
Came o'er that eye of blue;
And then methought it did appear
A violet dropping dew:
I saw thee smile---the sapphire's blaze
Beside thee ceased to shine;
It could not match the living rays
That filled that glance of thine.
As clouds from yonder sun receive
A deep and mellow dye,
Which scarce the shade of coming eve
Can banish from the sky,
Those smiles unto the moodiest mind
Their own pure joy impart;
Their sunshine leaves a glow behind
That lightens o'er the heart.
我见过你哭 （拜伦）
我见过你哭——晶莹的泪珠，
挂在蓝色的双目，
就像一朵紫罗兰沾满晨露。
我见过你笑——
璀璨的宝石，
光焰也不再闪耀，
它怎能与你回眸一瞥的灵光比较！
夕阳给云海染上了绚丽的色彩；
冉冉的暝色也不能，
不能把这奇彩逐开。
你的微笑让抑郁拥有了欢乐，
像明媚的阳光，
在我的心头闪烁。
莎士比亚十四行诗第18首：Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? 中英双语对照
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? 能不能让我来把你比拟做夏日？
Thou art more lovely and more temperate. 你可是更加温和，更加可爱:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, 狂风会吹落五月里开的好花儿，
And summer's lease hath all too short a date: 夏季的生命又未免结束得太快:
Sometimes too hot the eys of heaven shines, 有时候苍天的巨眼照得太灼热，
And often is his gold complexion dimmed; 他那金彩的脸色也会被遮暗；
And every fair from fair somethme declines, 每一样美呀，总会离开美而凋落，
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed: 被时机或者自然的代谢所摧残；
But thy eternal summer shall not fade, 但是你永久的夏天决不会凋枯，
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; 你永远不会失去你美的仪态；
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade 死神夸不着你在他的影子里踯躅，
When in eternal lines to time thou growest. 你将在不朽的诗中与时间同在；
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, 只要人类在呼吸，眼睛看得见，
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. 我这诗就活着，使你的生命绵延。
梁宗岱译文
一八
我怎么能够把你来比作夏天？
你不独比它可爱也比它温婉：
狂风把五月宠爱的嫩蕊作践，
夏天出赁的期限又未免太短：
天上的眼睛有时照得太酷烈，
它那炳耀的金颜又常遭掩蔽：
被机缘或无常的天道所摧折，
没有芳艳不终于雕残或销毁。
但是你的长夏永远不会雕落，
也不会损失你这皎洁的红芳，
或死神夸口你在他影里漂泊，
当你在不朽的诗里与时同长。
只要一天有人类，或人有眼睛，
这诗将长存，并且赐给你生命。
Weep you no more,sad fountains-你不要再哭泣，悲伤的泉
Weep you no more,sad fountains.悲伤的泉，你不要哭泣。
What need you flow so fast?你为什么流得那样匆匆？
Look how the snowy mountains你不见天庭的阳光将雪山
Heaven's sun does gently waste.多么温柔地消融？
But my sun's heavenly eyes可是我的太阳，
View not your weeping,她天使般的双眼，
That now lies sleeping看不见你的泪光。
Softly,now softly lies已经睡了，我的太阳，
Sleeping.轻轻地，柔柔地睡了。
Sleep is a reconciling,睡眠，给你休憩，
A rest that peace begets.还你安宁，
Doth not the sun rise smiling你不见安然西沉的太阳
When fair at even he sets?明晨又将笑盈盈地升起？
Rest you then,rest,sad eyes,睡吧，睡吧，悲伤的眼睛。
Melt not in weeping莫在哭泣中消融，
While she lies sleeping她已经睡了，
Softly,now softly lies sleeping轻轻地，柔柔地睡了。
《莎士比亚十四行诗》第五十四首
o! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
by that sweet ornament which truth doth give.
the rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
for that sweet odour, which doth in it live.
啊，有了真赋予的甜美的化妆，
美还会展示出多少更多的美。
艳丽玫瑰有了活在花朵中的芬芳，
在我们的心中会平添出多少妩媚。
the canker blooms have full as deep a dye
as the perfumed tincture of the roses,
hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly
when summer's breath their masked buds discloses:
野蔷薇同样在带刺的枝头悬垂，
一如玫瑰那样活泼地戏弄清风。
当夏的气息剥开戴面具的花蕾，
它也有芬芳玫瑰那浓浓的艳红。
but, for their virtue only is their show,
they live unwoo'd, and unrespected fade;
die to themselves. sweet roses do not so;
of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made:
但是，它们的姿色只宜一旁观赏，
活着没人追求，凋亡没人怜惜，
自生自灭；甜美的玫瑰却不一样，
甜美的死亡造出了最甜美的香气。
and so of you, beauteous and lovely youth,
when that shall vade, my verse distills your truth.
同样，美丽可爱的青年啊，当你姿色不存，
我笔下的诗歌却会提炼出你的真。