1、1.A Red Red Rose a poem by Robert Burns O my Luves like a red, red roseThats newly sprung in June;O my Luves like the melodieThats sweetly played in tune.As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,So deep in luve am I;And I will luve thee still, my dear,Till a the seas gang dry:Till a the seas gang dry, my de

2、ar,And the rocks melt wi the sun;I will luve thee still, my dear,While the sands o life shall run.And fare thee weel, my only Luve,And fare thee weel awhile!And I will come again, my Luve,Tho it ware ten thousand mile.2.Friends a poem byWilliam Butler Yeats Now must I these three praise Three women

3、that have wroughtWhat joy is in my days:One because no thought,Nor those unpassing cares,No, not in these fifteenMany-times-troubled years,Could ever come betweenMind and delighted mind;And one because her handHad strength that could unbindWhat none can understand,What none can have and thrive,Youth

4、s dreamy load, till sheSo changed me that I liveLabouring in ecstasy.And what of her that tookAll till my youth was goneWith scarce a pitying look?How could I praise that one?When day begins to breakI count my good and bad,Being wakeful for her sake,Remembering what she had,What eagle look still sho

5、ws,While up from my hearts rootSo great a sweetness flowsI shake from head to foot. 3.Fire and Ice a poem by Robert Frost FIRE AND ICE Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what Ive tasted of desireI hold with those who favour fire.But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enou

6、gh of hateTo say that for destruction iceIs also greatAnd would suffice. 4.My River a poem by Emily Dickinson My river runs to thee. Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?My river awaits reply.Oh! sea, look graciously.Ill fetch thee brooksfrom spotted nooks.Say, sea, Take me!5.Beautiful Soup poem by Lewis

7、Carroll Beautiful SoupBEAUTIFUL Soup, so rich and green, Waiting in a hot tureen! Who for such dainties would not stoop? Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!Beau-ootiful Soo-oop! Beau-ootiful Soo-oop! Soo-oop of the e-e-evening, Beautiful, beautiful Soup!Beautifu

8、l Soup! Who cares for fish, Game, or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two Pennyworth only of Beautiful Soup? Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup?Beau-ootiful Soo-oop! Beau-ootiful Soo-oop! Soo-oop of the e-e-evening, Beautiful, beauti-FUL SOUP! 6.How doth the little crocodile.poem by Le

9、wis Carroll How doth the little crocodile.How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale!How cheerfully he seems to grin How neatly spreads his claws, And welcomes little fishes in, With gently smiling jaws! 7.A Birthday a poem by Christ

10、ina Rossetti A BIRTHDAYChristina RossettiMy heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a waterd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these, Because my love is

11、come to me. Raise me a das of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me. 8.Fog a poem by

12、 Carl Sandburg FOGThe fog comeson little cat feet.It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on. Carl Sandburg 9.Father and Child a poemby William Butler Yeats She hears me strike the board and sayThat she is under banOf all good men and women,Being mentioned with a manThat

13、has the worst of all bad names;And thereupon repliesThat his hair is beautiful,Cold as the March wind his eyes. 10.Life in a Lovea poem by Robert Browning Escape me?NeverBeloved!While I am I, and you are you,So long as the world contains us both,Me the loving and you the loth,While the one eludes, m

14、ust the other pursue.My life is a fault at last, I fear:It seems too much like a fate, indeed!Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain,To dry ones eyes and laugh at a fall,And baffled, get up to begin again,So the chase ta