哪里可以找到华兹华斯英文版的诗集？

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热心网友时间：2023-11-06 08:38

.I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud 　　I wandered lonely as a cloud 　　That floats on high o'er vales and hills, 　　When all at once I saw a crowd, 　　A host, of golden daffodils; 　　Beside the lake, beneath the trees, 　　Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. 　　Continuous as the stars that shine 　　And twinkle on the milky way, 　　They streched in never-ending line 　　Along the margin of a bay: 　　Ten thousand saw I at a glance, 　　Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. 　　The waves beside them danced; but they 　　Outdid the sparkling waves in glee; 　　A poet could not but be gay, 　　In such a jocund company; 　　I gazed----and gazed---- but little thought 　　What wealth the show to me had brought: 　　For oft, when on my couch I lie 　　In vacant or in pensive mood, 　　They flash upon that inward eye 　　Which is the bliss of solitude; 　　And then my heart with pleasure fills, 　　And dances with the daffodils. 　　2.Composed upon Westminster Bridge, 　　September 3,1802 　　Earth has not anything to show more fair: 　　Dull would he be of soul who could pass by 　　A sight so touching in its majesty; 　　This City now doth, like a garment, wear 　　The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, 　　Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie 　　Open unto the fields, and to the sky; 　　All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. 　　Never did sun more beautifully steep 　　In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill; 　　Ne'er saw I, never felt , a calm so deep! 　　The river glideth at his own sweet will: 　　Dear God! the very houses seem asleeep; 　　And all that mighty heart is lying still! 　　3.She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways 　　She dwelt among the untrodden ways 　　Beside the springs of Dove, 　　A Maid whom there were none to praise 　　And very few to love; 　　A violet by a mossy stone 　　Half hidden from the eye! 　　----Fair as a star, when only one 　　Is shining in the sky. 　　She lived unknown, and few could know 　　When Lucy ceased to be; 　　But she is in her grave , and, oh, 　　The difference to me! 　　4.The Solitary Reaper 　　Behold her, single in the field, 　　Yon solitary Highland lass! 　　Reaping and singing by herself; 　　Stop here, or gently pass! 　　Alone she cuts and binds the grain, 　　And sings a melancholy strain; 　　O listen! for the Vale profound 　　Is overflowing with the sound. 　　No Nightingale did ever chaunt 　　More welcome notes to weary bands 　　Of travelers in some shady haunt, 　　Among Arabian sands; 　　A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard 　　In springtime from the Cuckoo bird, 　　Breaking the silence of the seas 　　Among the farthest Hebrides. 　　Will no one tell me what she sings?---- 　　Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow 　　For old, unhappy, far-off things, 　　And battles long ago; 　　Or is it some more humble lay, 　　Familiar matter of today? 　　Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, 　　That has been, and may be again? 　　Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang 　　As if her song could have no ending; 　　I saw her singing at her work, 　　And o'er the sickle bending;---- 　　I listened, motionless and still; 　　And, as I mounted up the hill, 　　The music in my heart I bore, 　　Long after it was heard no more.
这是部分华兹华斯的部分诗歌，如果要纯英文版的就去书店咯。追问哪里的书店？网上貌似很难找到。

热心网友时间：2023-11-06 08:38

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不认识外语，这好像是，请查看一下。