I saw thee weep---the big bright tear
Came o'er that eye of blue;
And then methought it did appear
A violet dropping dew:
I saw thee smile---the sapphire's blaze
Beside thee ceased to shine;
It could not match the living rays
That filled that glance of thine.
As clouds from yonder sun receive
A deep and mellow dye,
Which scarce the shade of coming eve
Can banish from the sky,
Those smiles unto the moodiest mind
Their own pure joy impart;
Their sunshine leaves a glow behind
That lightens o'er the heart.

my handwriting is better than youthough you may not believe me

she walks in beauty

这个字你还是别发照片了

真是高雅，我等俗人自愧不如
　　　但愿在我看不到的天际，你长开了双翼，遇见你的注定。

Wherefore thy hated beam, awaken me to a world like this.

Your handwriting

你可以试着把古诗翻译成英文

If sometimes in the haunts of men
倘若偶尔在繁嚣人境，
Thine image from my breast may fade,
你音容暂从我心头隐退，
The lonely hour presents again
不久，你温柔娴静的幽影
The semblance of thy gentle shade:
又在我孤寂的时刻重回；
And now that sad and silent hour
如今，那黯然无语的时刻
Thus much of thee can still restore,
还能唤回你前尘历历，
And sorrow unobserved may pour
无人察见的哀思会诉说
The plaint she dare not speak before.
以前未敢倾吐的悲戚。
Oh, pardon that in crowds awhile
恕我有时也不免虚耗
I waste one thought I owe to thee,
那本应专注于你的心意，
And self-condemn'd, appear to smile,
我责怪自己强颜欢笑，
Unfaithful to thy memory!
未能尽忠于对你的思忆。
Nor deem that memory less dear,
似乎我不曾哀恸，那决非
That then I seem not to repine;
对往事旧情不知珍惜；
I would not fools should overhear
我不愿愚夫们听到我伤悲：
One sigh that should be wholly thine.
向你，只向你吞声饮泣

顶一下。。。。。。

我还是觉得中国的古诗读起来有韵味些。