歌颂春天的英语诗歌

　　春天是一个让人们感觉到很温暖的季节，春天的优美景色也是让人陶醉。接下来小编搜集了歌颂春天的.英语诗歌，仅供大家参考，希望帮助到大家。

　　篇一：THE SCENT OF SPRING

　　The village is full of the colour of white, and noises

　　Acacia flowers are blooming, attracting the wings of bees

　　To be covered with pollens of the sunshine

　　If you mix acacia flowers with flour and steam it—

　　We take a short cut to get ahead of the bees

　　And smell the scent of spring

　　“Acacia honey, acacia honey—“ Beekeepers

　　Prolongs his cry

　　And the road from * to the beehives are prolonged as well

　　篇二：In The Spring

　　From you have I been absent in the spring,

　　When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,

　　Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,

　　That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,

　　Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell

　　Of different flowers in odor and in hue,

　　Could make me any summer’s story tell,

　　Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew.

　　Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,

　　Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;

　　They were but sweet, but figures of delight,

　　Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.

　　Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away,

　　As with your shadow I with these did play.

　　篇三：Butterflies Lingering over Flowers

　　Deep，deep the courtyard where he is，so deep

　　It's veiled by smokelike willows heap on heap，

　　By curtain on curtain and screen on screen.

　　Leaving his saddle and bridle，there he has been

　　Merrymaking.From my tower his trace can't be seen.

　　The third moon now，the wind and rain are raging late;

　　At dusk I bar the gate，

　　But I can't bar in spring.

　　My tearful eyes ask flowers，but they fail to bring

　　An answer;I see red blossoms fly o'er the swing.

　　篇四：Gathering Mulberry Leaves

　　Viewed from a light boat with short oars, West Lake is fair.

　　Green water winds along

　　The banks overgrown with sweet grass; here and there

　　Faintly we hear a flute song.

　　The water surface is smooth like glass when no wind blows;

　　I feel the boat moves no more.

　　Leaving ripples behind, it goes,

　　The startled waterbirds skim the flat sandy shore.

　　篇五：Spring Quiet

　　By Christina Rossetti

　　Gone were but the Winter,

　　Come were but the Spring,

　　I would go to a covert

　　Where the birds sing;

　　Where in the whitethorn

　　Singeth a thrush,

　　And a robin sings

　　In the holly-bush.

　　Full of fresh scents

　　Are the budding boughs

　　Arching high over

　　A cool green house;

　　Full of sweet scents,

　　And whispering air

　　Which sayeth softly:

　　"We spread no snare;

　　"Here dwell in safety,

　　Here dwell alone,

　　With a clear stream

　　And a mossy stone.

　　"Here the sun shineth Most shadily;

　　Here is heard an echo

　　Of the far sea,

　　Though far off it be."

　　篇六：A Light exists in Spring

　　A Light exists in Spring

　　Not present on the Year

　　At any other period —

　　When March is scarcely here

　　A Color stands abroad

　　On Solitary Fields

　　That Science cannot overtake

　　But Human Nature feels.

　　It waits upon the Lawn,

　　It shows the furthest Tree

　　Upon the furthest Slope you know

　　It almost speaks to you.

　　Then as Horizons step

　　Or Noons report away

　　Without the Formula of sound

　　It passes and we stay —

　　A quality of loss

　　Affecting our Content

　　As Trade had suddenly encroached

　　Upon a Sacrament.