莎士比亚英文诗歌5首双语

　　O, how I faint when I of you do write,哦，我写到你的时候多么气馁，Knowing a better spirit doth use your name,得知有更大的天才利用你名字，And in the praise thereof spends all his might.他不惜费尽力气去把你赞美。下面就是小编给大家带来的莎士比亚英文诗歌，希望能帮助到大家!

　　莎士比亚英文诗歌1

　　So are you to my thoughts as food to life,

　　我的心需要你，像生命需要食粮，

　　Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;

　　或者像大地需要及时的甘霖;

　　And for the peace of you I hold such strife

　　为你的安宁我内心那么凄惶

　　As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found;

　　就像贪夫和他的财富作斗争：

　　Now proud as an enjoyer and anon

　　他，有时自夸财主，然后又顾虑

　　Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure,

　　这惯窃的时代会偷他的财宝;

　　Now counting best to be with you alone,

　　我，有时觉得最好独自伴着你，

　　Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure;

　　忽然又觉得该把你当众夸耀：

　　Sometime all full with feasting on your sight

　　有时饱餐秀色后腻到化不开，

　　And by and by clean starved for a look;

　　渐渐地又饿得慌要瞟你一眼;

　　Possessing or pursuing no delight,

　　既不占有也不追求别的欢快，

　　Save what is had or must from you be took.

　　除掉那你已施或要施的恩典。

　　Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,

　　这样，我整天垂涎或整天不消化，

　　Or gluttoning on all, or all away.

　　我狼吞虎咽，或一点也咽不下。

　　莎士比亚英文诗歌2

　　Why is my verse so barren of new pride,

　　为什么我的诗那么缺新光彩，

　　So far from variation or quick change?

　　赶不上现代善变多姿的风尚?

　　Why with the time do I not glance aside

　　为什么我不学时人旁征博采

　　To new-found methods and to compounds strange?

　　那竞奇斗艳，穷妍极巧的新腔?

　　Why write I still all one, ever the same,

　　为什么我写的始终别无二致，

　　And keep invention in a noted weed,

　　寓情思旨趣于一些老调陈言，

　　That every word doth almost tell my name,

　　几乎每一句都说出我的名字，

　　Showing their birth and where they did proceed?

　　透露它们的身世，它们的来源?

　　O, know, sweet love, I always write of you,

　　哦，须知道，我爱呵，我只把你描，

　　And you and love are still my argument;

　　你和爱情就是我唯一的主题;

　　So all my best is dressing old words new,

　　推陈出新是我的无上的诀窍，

　　Spending again what is already spent:

　　我把开支过的，不断重新开支：

　　For as the sun is daily new and old,

　　因为，正如太阳天天新天天旧，

　　So is my love still telling what is told.

　　我的爱把说过的事絮絮不休。

　　莎士比亚英文诗歌3

　　Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,

　　镜子将告诉你朱颜怎样消逝，

　　Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;

　　日规怎样一秒秒耗去你的华年;

　　The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,

　　这白纸所要记录的你的心迹

　　And of this book this learning mayst thou taste.

　　将教你细细玩味下面的教言。

　　The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show

　　你的镜子所忠实反映的皱纹

　　Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;

　　将令你记起那张开口的坟墓;

　　Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know

　　从日规上阴影的潜移你将认清，

　　Time's thievish progress to eternity.

　　时光走向永劫的悄悄的脚步。

　　Look, what thy memory can not contain

　　看，把记忆所不能保留的东西

　　Commit to these waste blanks, and thou shalt find

　　交给这张白纸，在那里面你将

　　Those children nursed, deliver'd from thy brain,

　　看见你精神的产儿受到抚育，

　　To take a new acquaintance of thy mind.

　　使你重新认识你心灵的本相。

　　These offices, so oft as thou wilt look,

　　这些日课，只要你常拿来重温，

　　Shall profit thee and much enrich thy book.

　　将有利于你，并丰富你的书本。

　　莎士比亚英文诗歌4

　　So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse

　　我常常把你当诗神向你祷告，

　　And found such fair assistance in my verse

　　在诗里找到那么有力的神助，

　　As every alien pen hath got my use

　　以致凡陌生的笔都把我仿效，

　　And under thee their poesy disperse.

　　在你名义下把他们的诗散布。

　　Thine eyes that taught the dumb on high to sing

　　你的眼睛，曾教会哑巴们歌唱，

　　And heavy ignorance aloft to fly

　　曾教会沉重的愚昧高飞上天，

　　Have added feathers to the learned's wing

　　又把新羽毛加给博学的翅膀，

　　And given grace a double majesty.

　　加给温文尔雅以两重的尊严。

　　Yet be most proud of that which I compile,

　　可是我的诗应该最使你骄傲，

　　Whose influence is thine and born of thee:

　　它们的诞生全在你的感召下：

　　In others' works thou dost but mend the style,

　　对别人的作品你只润饰格调，

　　And arts with thy sweet graces graced be;

　　用你的美在他们才华上添花。

　　But thou art all my art and dost advance

　　但对于我，你就是我全部艺术，

　　As high as learning my rude ignorance.

　　把我的愚拙提到博学的高度。

　　莎士比亚英文诗歌5

　　Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid,

　　当初我独自一个恳求你协助，

　　My verse alone had all thy gentle grace,

　　只有我的诗占有你一切妩媚;

　　But now my gracious numbers are decay'd

　　但现在我清新的韵律既陈腐，

　　And my sick Muse doth give another place.

　　我的病诗神只好给别人让位。

　　I grant, sweet love, thy lovely argument

　　我承认，爱呵，你这美妙的题材

　　Deserves the travail of a worthier pen,

　　值得更高明的笔的精写细描;

　　Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent

　　可是你的诗人不过向你还债，

　　He robs thee of and pays it thee again.

　　他把夺自你的当作他的创造。

　　He lends thee virtue and he stole that word

　　他赐你美德，美德这词他只从

　　From thy behavior; beauty doth he give

　　你的行为偷取;他加给你秀妍，

　　And found it in thy cheek; he can afford

　　其实从你颊上得来;他的歌颂

　　No praise to thee but what in thee doth live.

　　没有一句不是从你身上发见。

　　Then thank him not for that which he doth say,

　　那么，请别感激他对你的称赞，

　　Since what he owes thee thou thyself dost pay.

　　既然他只把欠你的向你偿还。