唯美主义是西方十九世纪后期出现的一种文艺思潮和流派。在思潮迭起、流派纷呈的欧洲文坛，唯美主义以其鲜明强烈的艺术个性、一反常规的美学主张和特立独行的生活姿态引起了一阵不小的轰动。下面是小编带来的唯美英语文章，欢迎阅读!

唯美英语文章1

A Wet Sunday in a Country Inn乡村客栈一个阴雨的星期天

- By Washington Irving华盛顿·欧文

我没有观察过雨中的乡村客栈是什么样子，只观察过雨天肮脏的马路，很令人感觉讨厌，特别是没有打扫时，但如果是雨天的公园，就会看到很不同的情景，那里有绿油油的小草和树木，一片生机。

A wet Sunday in a country inn! Whoever has had the luck to experience one can alone judge of my situation. The rain pattered against the casements; the bells tolled for church with a melancholy sound. I went to the windows in quest of something to amuse the eye; but it seemed as if I had been placed completely out of the reach of ail amusement.

乡村客栈一个阴雨的星期天!凡有幸度过这样一天的人，都能体会我现在的处境。雨点儿噼噼啪啪地打在窗子上，教堂里传来沉重的钟声，召唤人们去做礼拜。我走到窗前，想找一些赏心悦目的东西，但看来我已经完全被摒于一切欢乐之外。

The windows of my bedroom looked out among riled roofs and stacks of chimneys, while those of my sitting-room commanded a full view of the stable yard. I know of nothing more calculated, to make a man sick of this world than a stable yard on a rainy day. The place was littered with wet straw that had been kicked about by travellers and stable-boys.

从卧室的窗口望出去，是一片砖瓦的屋顶和林立的烟囱，而从起居室的窗口往下看，则能望见整个马厩院子。我觉得再也没有比雨天的马厩院子更令人厌恶的了，遍地是淋湿了的稻草，被旅客和小马倌们踢得凌乱不堪。

In one corner was a stagnant pool of water, surrounding an island of muck; there were several half-drowned fowls crowded together under a cart, among which was a miserable, crest-fallen cock, drenched out of ail life and spirit; his drooping tail matted, as it were, into a single feather, along which the water trickled from his hack; near the cart was a half- dozing cow, chewing her cud, and standing patiently to be rained on, with wreaths of vapour rising from her reeking hide;

在院子的一角，一潭污水围着孤岛似的粪堆，几只几乎被雨水淋透的鸡簇拥在一辆马车底下，其中一只可怜的公鸡，倒垂着鸡冠，被淋得没精打采，毫无生气，它那耷拉着的尾巴黏结在一起，仿佛只成了一根羽毛，雨水顺着它从背脊往下直淌，高马车不远处，有一头睡眼惺忪的奶牛，嘴里嚼着反刍的食物，默默地站在那里，任凭雨水打在身上，湿淋淋的背上升起缭绕的水气;

A wall-eyed horse, tired of the loneliness of the stable, was poking his spectral head out of a window, with the rain dripping on it from the eaves; an unhappy cur, chained to a dog-house hard by, uttered something every now and then between a bark and a yelp; a drab of a kitchen wench tramped backwards and forwards through the yard in patterns, looking as sulky as the weather itself; everything, in short, was comfortless and Forlorn, excepting a crew of hardened ducks, assembled like boon companions round a puddle and making a riotous noise over their liquor.

一匹眼珠小而眼白特大的马厌倦了马厩里的寂寞，把它那幽灵似的脑袋从窗口探了出来，屋檐上的雨水漓沥滴沥地落在它头上;一只不幸的杂种狗被链条拴在近旁的狗窝里，时时发出似吠似嗥的声音;一个邋遢厨娘拖着木屐，迈着沉重的步子在院子里进进出出，她那郁郁不乐的神色，就像阴沉的天气一样;总之，除了一群饱经风雨的鸭子，像饮酒作乐的朋友那样聚集在污水潭的四周呷呷嬉水而外，这儿的一切都令人感到凄凉的沮丧。

唯美英语文章2

A little Girl小女孩

—By Theodore Watts Dunton西奥多·瓦茨·邓顿

作者笔下的小女孩，实在是美丽，金色阳光的映衬更添几分灿烂，我们一起来欣赏吧!

Sitting on a grassy grave, beneath one of the windows of the church, was a little girl. With her head bent back she was gazing up at the sky and singing, while one of her little hands was pointing to a tiny cloud that hovered like a golden feather above her head. The sun, which had suddenly become very bright, shining on her glossy hair, gave it a metallic luster, and it was difficult to say what was the color, dark bronze or black.

在教堂的一扇窗下长满绿草的坟堆上，坐着个小女孩。她仰着头，望着天空，唱着歌。她的小手指点着一朵飘浮在她头顶的金色羽毛般的小彩云。突然间，阳光显得格外灿烂，照在她光泽的头发上，给它涂上一层金属似的色彩，很难说出它突竟是什么颜色，是深褐色，还是黑色。

So completely absorbed was she in watching the cloud to which her strange song or incantation seemed addressed, that she did not observe me when I rose and went towards her. Over her head, high up in the blue, a lark that was soaring towards the same gauzy cloud was singing, as if in rivalry.

她是那么全神贯注地望着彩云，她那奇妙的歌声，或可说是喃喃自语，似乎是对着那彩云而发的。因而她没有注意到我站起身来朝她走去。在她上空高高的蓝天里，一只展翅飞向那朵轻盈透明的彩云的云雀也在歌唱，似乎在与她比赛。

As I slowly approached the child, I could see by her forehead, which, in the sunshine seemed like a globe of pearl, and especially by her complexion，that she was uncommonly lovely. Her eyes, which at one moment seemed blue-gray, at another violet, were shaded by long black lashes, curving backward in a most peculiar way, and these matched in hue her eyebrows, and the tresses that were tossed about her tender throat and were quivering in the sunlight.

我慢步向小女孩走去，她那在阳光下如同珍珠一样圆润的前额，特别是她那肤色，使我感到她真是异常可爱。黑黑的长睫毛非常别致地朝后弯曲着，掩映着一双一会儿像是蓝灰色的，一会儿又像是紫罗兰色的眼睛。她的长睫毛同她的眉毛和头发色泽调和，披拂在她娇嫩的脖子上的发络，在阳光里轻轻飘动。

All this I did not take in at once; for at first I could see nothing but those quivering, glittering, changeful eyes turned up into my face. Gradually the other features, especially the sensitive full-lipped mouth, grew upon me as I stood silently gazing. Here seemed to me a more perfect beauty than had ever come to me in my loveliest dreams of beauty. Yet it was not her beauty so much as the look she gave me that fascinated me, melted me.

我并没有马上领略到这一切，因为我一开始只注意了那双闪闪发光、富于表情、盯着我看的眼睛。我伫立在一边默默地注视着她，才渐渐地看清了她容貌的其他部分，特别是那张灵敏而又丰满地小嘴。呈现在我眼前的这一美的形象似乎比我在最美好的梦境中所见过的更美。然而，与其说是她的美丽，不如说是她朝我看的那种眼神，更使我着迷，更使我陶醉。