I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. 我曾对朋友生气；把愤怒说出来，怒气便消散了。 I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. 我曾对敌人生气；我没有说出口，怒气却日益滋长。 Tyger, tyger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? 老虎，老虎，在黑夜的森林里灼灼发光，是怎样不朽的手或眼，造就了你令人敬畏的匀称？ Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? 我不也是一只像你的飞虫吗？你不也是一个像我的人吗？ For I dance And drink, and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. 我也跳舞、饮酒、歌唱，直到某只无情的手拂落我的翅膀。 Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: 狂风摇撼五月可爱的花蕾，夏日的时光又总是太短。