这是一首脍炙人口、含蕴深刻的写景名篇。诗人以饱含激情的笔触抒写了秋之生命的呼吸——狂暴的西风，创造出既是破坏者又是保护者的鲜明的西风形象。感情真挚磅，格调高昂激越。
雪莱自己说：“构思和基本写成这首诗，是在佛罗伦萨阿诺河岸的一个树林里，当日气温和煦，清新，而这场暴风正集聚水气，倾泻下秋雨。如我所预料，在日落时分，狂风大作，雨雹如注，伴随了西萨尔滨地区特有的那种壮观的雷电。”由此，可以知道，那狂暴的西风，秋之生命的呼吸，是诗人亲自感受过的，正因为如此，诗人笔下的西风才如此真实、壮观!
诗作共分五大部分。前三部分主要从正面直接描绘西风，写它给大地、天空、海洋带来的天翻地覆的变化，后两部分主要抒写诗人由此而产生的情感。
第一部分，以“狂暴的西风，秋之生命的呼吸”领起，既为全诗定下一个激昂的调子，又以速描式的笔法几笔勾画出西风的精神风貌。接下去以四节的篇幅描写西风对大地的冲击：枯死的落叶被“你”横扫；希望的种子被“你”送吹到冬床上，只等春天到来，昏醒的一切从梦中惊起，漫山遍野，将是姹紫嫣红，芳香扑鼻!诗人最后以“不羁的精灵啊，你无处不行/破坏者兼保护者”总束第一部分，为西风的形象再次描上浓浓的一笔。
第二部分，诗人转换视点，转写西风吹卷下天空的变化：天空因为“你”而喧哗；流云像大地的碎叶一样被撕扯，有如狂女的头发，在“你”青色的气浪上到处垂挂，从至高的天顶一直到漠漠的天涯；“你”又把蒸气凝聚，如此坚实浩大，使夜厦的顶盖承受着“你”的全部重压，最终在厦顶轰然爆炸——黑雨、电火和冰雹一齐迸发!
第三部分，转写海洋。地中海万顷碧波，正沉醉于往日的风景如画和香气弥漫，“你”一下把它的美梦吹断；大西洋为“你”让路，劈裂成波的峡谷，浪的深渊；那海底的苔花泥藻一个个惊慌失措，吓得打颤!
诗人以豪迈奔放的激情，任想象自由地驰骋，以三大部分15节诗的篇幅，诉诸于多种感官抒写出了西风的狂暴、迅疾、无所畏惧。赞美他以摧枯拉朽之势横扫残枝败叶，赞美他以磅之气驱散空中的流云，召来冰雹、大雨和闪电，为黑暗的世界唱出葬歌；赞美他把大海唤醒，掀起汹涌的海浪，震撼海底的花草树木。他是破坏者，同时又是保护者，他到处播种生命的种子，催促万紫千红春的到来。
这是自然的风暴，也是革命的风暴!诗人预言了自然的风暴，也预言了革命的风暴!由此，诗的最后两部分抒发了诗人的革命豪情，由自然之景描写转入抒发感情。
诗作的第四部分，诗人以“唉，假如我是一片枯叶被你浮起”领起，连用几个假设，表达出诗人对现实、对自己的不满，“我跌在生活底荆棘上，我流血了”；“这种岁月的重轭所制伏的生命/原是和你一样的：骄傲、轻捷而不驯”。这脱口而出的诗句是诗人发自肺腑的心声!
第五部分在意义上延承第四部分，又有一些递进。因为对现实、对自己不满，所以诗人便祈求西风“把我当作你的竖琴吧!”给予我“狂暴的精神”!“让我们合一”!吹起我枯死的思想，并把我的预言向世界传送：冬天已经来了，春天还会遥远吗?诗作在诗人对革命与未来美好的展望中戛然而止，读罢令人卓立风发，倍受鼓舞!
在写作上，诗作以象征手法见长。狂暴的西风既是自然界的风，更是革命的风暴，诗人明写自然之风，本意却在呼唤、盼望革命的风暴，象征手法使西风这一意象更加饱满而意蕴深刻。此外，诗作各部分重复“哦，你听”，重章复唱，既为了引起读者的参与，又使作品表现出一种跳动的节奏感、韵律感!

In 'Ode to the West Wind,' Percy Bysshe Shelley tries to show his desire for transcendence, by explaining that his thoughts and ideas, like the 'winged seeds' are trapped. The West Wind acts as a force for change and forward movement in the human and natural world.
Shelley sees winter not just as the last season of vegetation but as the last phase of life. Shelley observes the changing of the weather from autumn to winter and its effects on the environment. Shelley is trying to show that a man’s ideas can spread and live on beyond his lifetime by having the wind carry his 'dead thoughts' which through destruction, will lead to a rebirth in the imagination, and in the natural world. Shelley begins his poem by addressing the 'Wild West Wind'. He then introduces the theme of death and compares the dead leaves to 'ghosts'. The imagery of 'Pestilence-stricken multitudes' makes the reader aware that Shelley is addressing more than a pile of leaves. His claustrophobic mood is shown when he talks about the 'wintry bed' and 'The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low/ Each like a corpse within its grave, until/ Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow'. In the first line, Shelley used the phrase 'winged seeds' which presents i

诗歌双语阅读《西风颂》

　　《西风颂》是雪莱“三大颂”诗歌中的一首，写于1819年。这首诗是诗人“骄傲、轻捷而不驯的灵魂”的自白，是时代精神的写照。诗共分5节，每节的韵脚安排是：aba，bcb，cdc，ded，ee。这里，西风已经成了一种象征，它是一种无处不在的宇宙精神，一种打破旧世界，追求新世界的西风精神。诗人以西风自喻，表达了自己对生活的信念和向旧世界宣战的决心。

　　Ode to the West Wind

　　西风颂

　　I 第一节

　　O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,

　　Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead

　　Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,

　　Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,

　　Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,

　　Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed

　　The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,

　　Each like a corpse within its grave, until

　　Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow

　　Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill

　　(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)

　　With living hues and odours plain and hill:

　　Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;

　　Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!

　　啊，狂野的西风，你把秋气猛吹，

　　不露脸便将落叶一扫而空，

　　犹如法师赶走了群鬼，

　　赶走那黄绿红黑紫的一群，

　　那些染上了瘟疫的魔怪——

　　呵，你让种子长翅腾空，

　　又落在冰冷的土壤里深埋，

　　象尸体躺在坟墓，但一朝

　　你那青色的东风妹妹回来，

　　为沉睡的大地吹响银号，

　　驱使羊群般蓓蕾把大气猛喝，

　　就吹出遍野嫩色，处处香飘。

　　狂野的精灵!你吹遍了大地山河，

　　破坏者，保护者，听吧——听我的歌!

　　II 第二节

　　Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion,

　　Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed,

　　Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,

　　Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread

　　On the blue surface of thine aery surge,

　　Like the bright hair uplifted from the head

　　Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge

　　Of the horizon to the zenith's height,

　　The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge

　　Of the dying year, to which this closing night

　　Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,

　　Vaulted with all thy congregated might

　　Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere

　　Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear!

　　你激荡长空，乱云飞坠

　　如落叶;你摇撼天和海，

　　不许它们象老树缠在一堆;

　　你把雨和电赶了下来，

　　只见蓝空上你驰骋之

　　忽有万丈金发披开，

　　象是酒神的女祭司勃然大怒

　　愣把她的长发遮住了半个天，

　　将暴风雨的来临宣布。

　　你唱着挽歌送别残年

　　今夜这天空宛如圆形的大墓

　　罩住了混浊的云雾一片，

　　却挡不住电火和冰雹的突破，

　　更有黑雨倾盆而下!呵，听我的歌!

　　III 第三节

　　Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams

　　The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,

　　Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams,

　　Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,

　　And saw in sleep old palaces and tower

　　Quivering within the wave's intenser day,

　　All overgrown with azure moss and flowers

　　So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou

　　For whose path the Atlantic's level powers

　　Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below

　　The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear

　　The sapless foliage of the ocean, know

　　Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear,

　　And tremble and despoil themselves: oh hear!

　　你惊扰了地中海的夏日梦，

　　它在清澈的碧水里静躺，

　　听着波浪的催眠曲，睡意正浓

　　朦胧里它看见南国港外石岛旁

　　烈日下古老的宫殿和楼台

　　把影子投在海水里晃荡，

　　它们的墙上长满花朵和藓苔，

　　那香气光想想也叫人醉倒!

　　你的来临叫大西洋也惊骇

　　它忙把海水劈成两半，为你开道，

　　海地下有琼枝玉树安卧，

　　尽管深潜万丈，一听你的怒号

　　就闻声而变色，只见一个个

　　战栗，畏缩——呵，听我的歌!

　　IV 第四节

　　If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;

　　If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;

　　A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share

　　The impulse of thy strength, only less free

　　Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even

　　I were as in my boyhood, and could be

　　The comrade of thy wanderings over Heaven,

　　As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed

　　Scarce seem'd a vision; I would ne'er have striven

　　As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.

　　Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!

　　I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!

　　A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd

　　One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.

　　如果我能是一片落叶随你飘腾，

　　如果我能是一朵流云伴你飞行，

　　或是一个浪头在你的威力下翻滚，

　　如果我能有你的`锐势和冲劲，

　　即使比不上你那不羁的奔放，

　　但只要能拾回我当年的童心，

　　我就能陪着你遨游天上，

　　那时候追上你未必是梦呓，

　　又何至沦落到这等颓丧，

　　祈求你来救我之急!

　　呵，卷走我吧，象卷落叶，波浪，流云!

　　我跌在人生的刺树上，我血流遍体!

　　岁月沉重如铁链，压着的灵魂

　　原本同你一样，高傲，飘逸，不驯。

　　V 第五节

　　Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:

　　What if my leaves are falling like its own!

　　The tumult of thy mighty harmonies

　　Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,

　　Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,

　　My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!

　　Drive my dead thoughts over the universe

　　Like wither'd leaves to quicken a new birth!

　　And, by the incantation of this verse,

　　Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth

　　Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!

　　Be through my lips to unawaken'd earth

　　The trumpet of a prophecy! Oh Wind,

　　If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

　　让我做你的竖琴吧，就同森林一般，

　　纵然我们都落叶纷纷，又有何妨!

　　我们身上的秋色斑烂，

　　好给你那狂飚曲添上深沉的回响，

　　甜美而带苍凉。给我你迅猛的劲头!

　　豪迈的精灵，化成我吧，借你的锋芒，

　　把我的腐朽思想扫出宇宙，

　　扫走了枯叶好把新生来激发;

　　凭着我这诗韵做符咒，

　　犹如从未灭的炉头吹出火花，

　　把我的话散布在人群之中!

　　对那沉睡的大地，拿我的嘴当喇叭，

　　吹响一个预言!呵，西风，

　　如果冬天已到，难道春天还用久等?

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