优美英文诗歌10首

优美英文诗歌10首

The Rainy Day The day is cold,and dark,and dreary;

It rains,and the wind is never weary;

The vine still clings to the moldering wall,

But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold and dark and dreary;

It rains and the wind is never weary;

My thought still cling to the moldering past,

But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,

And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still,sad heart! And cease repining;

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;

Thy fate is the common fate of all,

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary.

The Seaside Is My Home I live near the sea for years.

The billow sound every night,

Enlightens me how to be great,

And how to look on greatness.

Without seeing great mountains,

I form no habit of looking up.

I live near the sea for years.

Too much water, saltier than tears,

Floats some directional boats,

Or other drifting boats

To travel far across the sea.

So the shore is always in my heart.

I live near the sea for years.

With more floaters on the sea,

Here we stand together Here we stand together,

Dressed in our pain,

Covered with scars

From wounds we did not ask for

Or deserve.

So what now?

We can't go back

And relive our lives.

We can't take back

The innocence we lost

Or make the sadness we felt

Into happiness.

I Think I Can

If you think you are beaten, you are;

If you think you dare not, you don't;

If you want to win but think you can't;

It's almost a cinch you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you're lost;

For out of the world we find Success begins with a fellow's will; It's all in a state of mind.

Life's battles don't always go

To the stronger and faster man,

But sooner or later the man who wins Is the man who thinks he can. Never give up

Never give up,

Never lose hope.

Always have faith,

It allows you to cope.

Trying times will pass,

Is they always do.

Just have patience,

Your dreams will come true.

So put on a smile,

You'll live through your pain.

Know it will pass,

And strength you will gain.

Hold fast to dreams Hold fast to dreams,

For if dreams die,

Life is a broken-winged bird,

That can never fly.

Hold fast to dreams,

For when dreams go ,

Life is a barren field，

Frozen only with snow.

Singing Alone

Who am I?

I am the lonely soul of a waterfall

A poem constantly dwelling

in loneliness.

My drifting song is the wandering trace of a dream

My only audience

The silence.

The Wild

The deer’s hair is short and brown, The bird’s have soft down.

The rabbit’s nose is very sharp,

The robin’s voice is like a harp.

The mountains are very tall,

The trees grow and fall.

The bear is asleep in its den,

The fox is stalking the hen.