1、W.B.Yeats（威廉姆·巴特·叶芝，英国）这是我最喜欢的英国诗人了。
推荐一首短的吧。
HeWishesfortheClothsofHeaven
HadIheavens’empoideredcloths，
Enwroughtwithgoldenandsilverlight.
Theblueandthedimandthedarkcloths，
Ofnightandlightandthehalflight.
Iwouldspreadtheclothsunderyourfeet,
ButI,beingpoor,haveonlymydreams.
Ihavespreadmydreamsunderyourfeet,
Treadsoftlybecauseyoutreadonmydreams.
天国的嫁衣
如有天孙锦，
愿为君铺地。
镶金复镶银，
明暗日夜继。
家贫锦难求，
唯有以梦替。
践履慎轻置，
吾梦不堪碎。
2、PercyByssheShelley（这个就是著名的雪莱了，英国人）
TheCloud
Ipingfreshshowersforthethirstingflowers,
Fromtheseasandthestreams;
Ibearlightshadefortheleaveswhenlaid
Intheirnoondaydreams.
Frommywingsareshakenthedewsthatwaken
Thesweetbudseveryone,
Whenrockedtorestontheirmother&aposspeast,
Asshedancesaboutthesun.
Iwieldtheflailofthelashinghail,
Andwhitenthegreenplainsunder,
AndthenagainIdissolveitinrain,
AndlaughasIpassinthunder.
云（节选）
我为焦渴的鲜花，从河川，从海洋
带来清新的甘霖；
我为绿叶披上淡淡的凉荫，当他们
从我的翅膀上摇落露珠，去唤醒
每一朵香甜的蓓蕾，
当她们的母亲绕太阳旋舞时摇晃着
使她们在怀里入睡。
我挥动冰雹的连枷，把绿色的原野
捶打得有如银装素裹，
再用雨水把冰雪消溶，我轰然大笑，
当我在雷声中走过。
3、WillamWordsworth（华兹华斯，英国人，湖畔诗派的著名诗人）
WeAreSeven
ASIMPLEChild,
Thatlightlydrawsitspeath,
Andfeelsitslifeineverylimb,
Whatshoulditknowofdeath?
ImetalittlecottageGirl:
Shewaseightyearsold,shesaid;
Herhairwasthickwithmanyacurl
Thatclusteredroundherhead.
Shehadarustic,woodlandair,
Andshewaswildlyclad:
Hereyeswerefair,andveryfair;
—Herbeautymademeglad.
‘Sistersandpothers,littleMaid,
Howmanymayyoube?’
‘Howmany?Seveninall,’shesaid,
Andwonderinglookedatme.
‘Andwherearethey?Iprayyoutell.’
Sheanswered,‘Sevenarewe;
AndtwoofusatConwaydwell,
Andtwoaregonetosea.
‘Twoofusinthechurch-yardlie,
Mysisterandmypother;
And,inthechurch-yardcottage,I
Dwellnearthemwithmymother.’
‘YousaythattwoatConwaydwell,
Andtwoaregonetosea,
Yetyeareseven!—Iprayyoutell,
SweetMaid,howthismaybe.’
ThendidthelittleMaidreply,
‘Sevenboysandgirlsarewe;
Twoofusinthechurch-yardlie,
Beneaththechurch-yardtree.’
‘Yourunabove,mylittleMaid,
Yourlimbstheyarealive;
Iftwoareinthechurch-yardlaid,
Thenyeareonlyfive.’
‘Theirgravesaregreen,theymaybeseen,’
ThelittleMaidreplied,
‘Twelvestepsormorefrommymother’sdoor,
Andtheyaresidebyside.
‘MystockingsthereIoftenknit,
MykerchiefthereIhem;
AndthereuponthegroundIsit,
Andsingasongtothem.
‘Andoftenaftersun-set,Sir,
Whenitislightandfair,
Itakemylittleporringer,
Andeatmysupperthere.
‘ThefirstthatdiedwassisterJane;
Inbedshemoaninglay,
TillGodreleasedherofherpain;
Andthenshewentaway.
‘Sointhechurch-yardshewaslaid;
And,whenthegrasswasdry,
Togetherroundhergraveweplayed,
MypotherJohnandI.
‘Andwhenthegroundwaswhitewithsnow,
AndIcouldrunandslide,
MypotherJohnwasforcedtogo,
Andheliesbyherside.’
‘Howmanyareyou,then,’saidI,
‘Iftheytwoareinheaven?’
QuickwasthelittleMaid’sreply,
‘OMaster!weareseven.’
‘Buttheyaredead;thosetwoaredead!
Theirspiritsareinheaven!’
’Twasthrowingwordsaway;forstill
ThelittleMaidwouldhaveherwill,
Andsaid,‘Nay,weareseven!’
“我们七个”
一个单纯的小孩，
他呼吸，轻快无比，
每只手脚都充满了生命，
他哪管什么叫死。
我碰到一个小女孩，
住乡下小屋，说她八岁。
她有着一头乱发，
在头上，一一下坠。
她一派乡野土气，
穿着随便失体，
她眼睛漂亮、真漂亮，
——她的美使我欢喜。
“小姑娘啊，”我问道，
“你可有几个兄弟姊妹？”
“几个呢？一共七个。
”她答道，
看着我，奇怪有什么不对。
“告诉我，他们都在哪儿？”
她答道：“一共七位，
两个去航海，
两个住康卫。
“哥哥姐姐两个，
埋在坟里。
靠近他们，那小屋
妈妈和我住在一起。”
“你说两个去航海，
两个住康卫。
但你们有七个，
可爱的姑娘，这有点不对。”
小姑娘还是照说：
“我们七个不差。”
（这是胡虚一、李敖译的）