Considering the Snail by Thom Gunn The snail pushes through a green night, for the grass is heavy with water and meets over the bright path he mak...
On His Being Arrived to the Age of Twenty-Threeby John MiltonHow soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth ...
A Peasantby Ronald Stuart ThomasIago Prytherch his name, though, be allowed, Just an ordinary man of the bald Welsh hills, Who pens a few sheep in a g...
251夜的沉默，如一个深深的灯盏，银河便是它燃着的灯光。 The night's silence, like a deep lamp, is burning with the light of its milky way.252 死像大海的无限的歌声，日夜冲击着生命的光明岛的四周。 Arou...
The WillowStanding gracefully on its strong base,Swaying along the river bed,Talking to the rushing water,The water in which it is wed. They stand sid...
I Don't Want to I do not want to clean my room I cannot close the door; There's so much junk piled here and there I cannot see the floor. ...
Death Be Not Proud by John Donne Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so, For, those, whom thou t...
241您曾经带领着我，穿过我的白天的拥挤不堪的旅程，而到达了我的黄昏的孤寂之境。 在通宵的寂静里，我等待着它的意义。 Thou hast led me through my crowded travels of the day to my evening's loneliness. I wa...
Beautiful SnowBeautiful snow, so pure and white, Dancing through the air you go; Falling so gently, softly and light From the clouds above to the eart...
Ode The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night...