Love poems in English are a very good way to express love, so do you want to know which classics are there? I brought them below for you, I hope you like them!
1:
Love is too young to know what conscience is;
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no father reason;
But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
No want of conscience hold it that I call
Her 'love' for whose dear love I rise and fall.
爱神 Too young to understand what conscience is;
But who doesn’t know that conscience is the result of love?
Then, you liar, don’t find fault with me,
Lest my sins implicate gentle you.
Because you betrayed me, my stupid body
And you coaxed me into betraying my nobler part;
My soul told my body that it You can
Victory in love; the body will be silent no longer,
As soon as it hears your name, it will point it out immediately
You are its victory; it will be proud,
I am determined to be your most despicable domestic slave,
I will let you boss me around, or I will fall beside you.
So I can call her "love" with a clear conscience
I rise and fall for her love.
2:
O, from what power hast thou this powerful might
With insufficiency my heart to sway?
To make me give the lie to my true sight,
And swear that brightness doth not grace the day?
Whence hast thou this being of things ill,
That in the very refuse of thy deeds
There is such strength and warrantize of skill
That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?
Who taught thee how to make me love thee more
The more I hear and see just cause of hate?
O, though I love what others do abhor,
With others thou shouldst not abhor my state:
If thy unworthiness raised love in me,
More worthy I to be beloved of thee.
Oh, from what Power, you have obtained this power,
Even flaws can dominate my mind?
Teach me to slander my reliable gaze and lie,
And deny the sun Make the day brighter?
How come you have this magical ability to turn stinky rot into something miraculous?
Make all your ugly manifestations
have a kind of flexibility and strength Guarantees,
Making them, for me, beyond all good?
Who taught you the way to make me love you more,
When I heard And seeing all the abominations in you?
Oh, even though I love what others despise,
You should not despise me and be of the same mind as others:
Since The less lovable you are, the more you make me love you,
You should think that I am more worthy of your love.
3:
Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not,
When I against myself with thee partake?
Do I not think on thee, when I forgot
Am of myself, all tyrant, for thy sake?
Who hateth thee that I do call my friend?
< p>On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon?Nay, if thou lour'st on me, do I not spend
Revenge upon myself with present moan? < /p>
What merit do I in myself respect,
That is so proud thy service to despise,
When all my best doth worship thy defect,
manded by the motion of thin eyes?
But, love, hate on, for now I know thy mind;
Those that can see thou lovest, and I am blind .
How can you, oh so cruelly, deny that I love you,
When I work with you to hate myself?
I am not missing you You, when I completely forget myself for you
Oh, my violent lord?
Have I ever considered the person who hates you as a friend?
Have I ever been courteous to someone you hate?
Not only that, as soon as you frowned at me,
Didn’t I immediately sigh and hate myself?
< p>What other advantages do I have that I can be proud of?I am so arrogant that I don’t even bother to serve you.
Since my beauty worships your flaws,
Only the followers of your eyes are listening?
But, love, hate it, I have guessed you:
You love those who are discerning, and I It's a blind man.