我需要找一首英文詩~急~20點

Question

請幫我找一首英文詩,內容要包括在痛苦,失去,和死亡的範圍之內.然後請留下作者的名字,還要資料來源.(作者必須要小有名氣,就是必須是真正的詩人,不可以是莫名其妙的人~此外不限古今中外.)

Answer 1

Emily Dickinson的詩作有不少符合你的要求，不妨自己找一找中文介紹，以下只提供其中一首及相關網頁:
It was not death, for I stood up
by Emily Dickinson

It was not death, for I stood up,
And all the dead lie down.
It was not night, for all the bells
Put out their tongues for noon.
It was not frost, for on my flesh
I felt siroccos crawl,
Nor fire, for just my marble feet
Could keep a chancel cool.
And yet it tasted like them all,
The figures I have seen
Set orderly for burial
Reminded me of mine,
As if my life were shaven
And fitted to a frame
And could not breathe without a key,
And 'twas like midnight, some,
When everything that ticked has stopped
And space stares all around,
Or grisly frosts, first autumn morns,
Repeal the beating ground;
But most like chaos, stopless, cool,
Without a chance, or spar,
Or even a report of land
To justify despair.

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=173341

http://www.bartleby.com/113/ (號稱全集，請自行找看看)

Answer 2

John Donne

Sonnet 72. "Death be not proud, though some have called thee"

DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more, death, thou shalt die.


OR...

Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.



Norton Anthology of English Lit.

Answer 3

這是Emily Dickinson 的詩作，講關於死亡之後的觀點。



J.465I heard a fly buzz when I died--
The stillness in the room
Was like the stillness in the air
Between the heaves of storm.

The eyes around had wrung them dry
And breaths were gathering firm
For that last onset when the King
Be witnessed in the room.

I willed my keepsakes, signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable--and then it was
There interposed a fly,

With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz,
Between the light and me.
And then the windows failed, and then
I could not see to see.
http://www.eng.fju.edu.tw/English_Literature/poetry_identity/J468.htm