【#英语资源# #优秀英语诗歌朗诵三篇#】朗诵可以有效地培养对语言词汇细致入微的体味能力,以及确立口语表述形式的自我鉴别能力。因此要想成为口语表述与交际的高手,就不能漠视朗诵。下面是由铁芯范文网带来的优秀英语诗歌朗诵，欢迎阅读!

【篇一】优秀英语诗歌朗诵

　　As a decrepit father takes delight

　　To see his active child do deeds of youth,

　　So I, made lame by fortune's dearest spite,

　　Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth.

　　For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit,

　　Or any of these all, or all, or more,

　　Entitled in thy parts do crowned sit,

　　I make my love engrafted to this store:

　　So then I am not lame, poor, nor despised,

　　Whilst that this shadow doth such substance give

　　That I in thy abundance am sufficed

　　And by a part of all thy glory live.

　　Look, what is best, that best I wish in thee:

　　This wish I have; then ten times happy me!

　　像一个衰老的父亲高兴去看

　　活泼的儿子表演青春的伎俩，

　　同样，我，受了命运的恶毒摧残，

　　从你的精诚和美德找到力量。

　　因为，无论美、门第、财富或才华，

　　或这一切，或其一，或多于这一切，

　　在你身上登峰造极，我都把

　　我的爱在你这个宝藏上嫁接。

　　那么，我并不残废、贫穷、被轻藐，

　　既然这种种幻影都那么充实，

　　使我从你的富裕得满足，并倚靠

　　你的光荣的一部分安然度日。

　　看，生命的至宝，我暗祝你尽有：

　　既有这心愿，我便十倍地无忧。

【篇二】优秀英语诗歌朗诵

　　Looking for Omar

　　by E. Ethelbert Miller

　　I'm in the school bathroom

　　washing my hands without

　　soap but I'm still washing my hands.

　　I turn the water off

　　and look for a paper towel

　　but paper towels have been gone

　　since the first day of school

　　and it's June now.

　　I start to leave the bathroom

　　with my wet hands but then

　　the big boys come in talking

　　loud and cussing like they

　　rap stars or have new sneakers.

　　I hear the one named Pinto

　　talking about how someone

　　should get Omar after school

　　since he's the only Muslim they know.

　　Pinto talks with an accent

　　like he's new in the neighborhood too.

　　I don't have to ask him

　　what he's talking about

　　since everybody is talking

　　about the Towers and how they

　　ain't there no more.

　　My momma said it's like a woman losing both

　　breasts to cancer and my daddy

　　was talking at the dinner table

　　about how senseless violence is

　　and Mrs. Gardner next door lost

　　two tall boys to drive-bys

　　Bullets flying into both boys heads

　　making them crumble too.

　　Everybody around here is

　　filled with fear and craziness

　　and now Pinto and the big boys

　　thinking about doing something bad.

　　I stare at my wet hands

　　dripping water on my shoes

　　and wonder if I should run

　　and tell Omar or just run.

　　I feel like I'm trapped

　　in the middle of one of those

　　Bible stories but it ain't Sunday.

　　I hear my Momma's voice saying

　　Boy， always remember to wash

　　your hands but always remember

　　you can't wash your hands from everything.

【篇三】优秀英语诗歌朗诵

　　Late Night Ode

　　by J. D. McClatchy

　　It's over， love. Look at me pushing fifty now，

　　Hair like grave-grass growing in both ears，

　　The piles and boggy prostate， the crooked penis，

　　The sour taste of each day's first lie，

　　And that recurrent dream of years ago pulling

　　A swaying bead-chain of moonlight，

　　Of slipping between the cool sheets of dark Along a body like my own， but blameless.

　　What good's my cut-glass conversation now，

　　Now I'm so effortlessly vulgar and sad?

　　You get from life what you can shake from it?

　　For me， it's g and t's all day and CNN.

　　Try the blond boychick lawyer， entry level

　　At eighty grand， who pouts about the overtime，

　　Keeps Evian and a beeper in his locker at the gym，

　　And hash in tinfoil under the office fern.

　　There's your hound from heaven， with buccaneer

　　Curls and perfumed war-paint on his nipples.

　　His answering machine always has room for one more Slurred， embarrassed call from you-know-who.

　　Some nights I've laughed so hard the tears Won't stop. Look at me now. Why now?

　　I long ago gave up pretending to believe Anyone's memory will give as good as it gets.

　　So why these stubborn tears? And why do I dream

　　Almost every night of holding you again，

　　Or at least of diving after you， my long-gone，

　　Through the bruised unbalanced waves?