Appreciation of English Poems about Flowers 1. Seeking classic English poems about flowers
Without you? I'd be a soul without a purpose.Without you? I'd be an emotion without a heart's m a face without expression, a heart with no beat. Without you by my side, I'm just a flame without the without you? I will be a soul without a purpose; Without you? My emotions will have no foundation; I will be a face without expression; A heart that stops beating; Without you by my side; I am just a flame without heat.
If you were a teardrop; In my eye, for fear of losing you, I would never cry and if the golden sun, should cease to shine its light, just one smile from you, would make my whole world bright If you were in my eyes, a tear; In order not to lose you; I will never cry; If the golden sunshine stops its dazzling light, a smile from you will light up my whole world. If I were to fall in love,It would have to be with youYour eyes, your smile,The way you laugh,The things you say and doTake me to the places, My heart never knewso, if I were to fall in love, it would have to be with you. Ed Walter If I say I have fallen in love; My lover is you; Your eyes, your smile; Your smiling face; Everything you say, everything you do; Let my heart lose its way; So, if I have fallen in love; My lover is you.
Forgive me for needing you in my life; Forgive me for enjoying the beauty of your body and soul; Forgive me for wanting to be with you when I grow old forgive me for living without you; Forgive me for appreciating the beauty of your body and mind; Forgive me for wanting to be with you forever. My river runs to thee. Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me? My river awaits reply.Oh! Sea, look Graciously. Emily Dickinson I am a stream running towards you, blue sea, will you accept me? Elegant sea, the stream is waiting for your answer.
all it was a glance. Now all I ask is a chance, to try to win your heart. Just give me a chance to start. I'll show you it was mean to be a poem. To be together is our destiny. I fell in love with you at first sight. All I ask is to give me a chance to win your heart.
Just give me a chance to start, and I will prove to you that this is an arrangement in a previous life, and our marriage is a destiny. Two star-crossed lovers in perfect harmony just give me a chance and you will agree. I was mean for you. And you were mean for me. Two ill-fated lovers are so harmonious together, just give me a glimmer of hope, and you will finally agree.
I was born for you, and you exist because of me. Please give me for falling in love with you. Give me for loving you with all my heart. Give me for never wanting to be apart. Sandra Robbins Heaton, please forgive me for falling in love with you. Forgive me for loving you with all my heart and soul; Forgive me for never wanting to part with you.
Without you? I'd be a soul without a purpose.Without you? I'd be an emotion without a heart. I'm a face without expression, a heart with no beat. Without you by my side, I'm just a flame without the heat. Elle Kimberly Schmick without you? I will be a soul without a purpose; Without you? My emotions will have no foundation; I will be a face without expression; A heart that stops beating; Without you by my side; I am just a flame without heat. If you were a teardrop; In my eye, for fear of losing you, I would never cry. And if the golden sun, should cease to shine its light, just one smile from you, would make my whole world bright. Hannah Jokeen If you were a tear in my eye; In order not to lose you; I will never cry; If the golden sunshine; Stopped its dazzling light; A smile from you will light up my whole world.
Forgive me for needing you in my life; Forgive me for enjoying the beauty of your body and soul; Forgive me for wanting to be with you when I grow old. Sandra Robbins Heaton forgive me for living without you; Forgive me for appreciating the beauty of your body and mind; Forgive me for wanting to be with you forever. There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never a face so pleased my mind; I did but see her passing by, and yet, I'll love her till I die. Thomas Ford has a sweet and gentle girl; I've never had a face that shook my heart so much; I only saw her pass by; Will love her forever.
2. The poems about flowers in foreign countries should not be too long, the more the better. If they are in English, don't translate them
after noon on a hill
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
I will be the gladdest thing
under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
3. Flowers' Poems (English)
English Poems: Honeysuckle (Lonicera japonica Thunb.) I Plucked A Honeysuckle Where the Hedge on High Is Quick With Thorn, And climbing for the prize, was torn, And fouled my feet in quag-water; And by the thorns and by the wind The blossom that I took was thinn'd, And yet I found it sweet and fair. Thence to a richer growth I came, Where, nursed in mellow intercourse, The honey suckles sprang by scores, Not harried like my single stem, All virgin lamps of scent and dew, So from my hand that first I threw, Yet plucked not any more of them. Note: The name honeysuckle comes from the sweet nectar that the flower produces to intoxicate the greedy bee . Its powerful fragrance seduces the human senses as it pervades the air. The perfume of this passionate plant may turn a maiden's head, Hence wild honey is a symbol of in constancy in love. Lonicera japonica Thunb. I picked a honeysuckle flower on a high fence full of thorns. For this reward, I climbed hard and cut my clothes. My feet were stained in muddy water, flowers flew down in the thorns and the wind, and the flowers I picked became sparse. However, the flowers were so fragrant and beautiful, and I became more delicate and charming under the nourishment of sweet breath. The honeysuckle bloomed in clusters, instead of dying like the bunch in my hand. From my hand, all the flawless and fragrant light faded away, and I never picked honeysuckle flowers again.
Note: Honeysuckle enchants greedy bees with the nectar it produces, hence its name (the English word Honeysuckle consists of "honey" and "sucking"). When its strong fragrance permeates the air, it also intoxicated people's senses.
The aroma of the passionate Lonicera japonica makes the girl flinch, so the wild Lonicera japonica symbolizes the fickleness of love. The last rose of summer (1)' tis the last rose of summer This is the last rose in summer, Left blooming alone；; Blooming alone; All her lovely companions All the former moving companions Are faded and gone；; Have fallen and died; No flower of her kind, No rose-bud is nigh, no rose bud, to reflect back her blushes, set off her ruddy, Or give sigh for sigh. Share her sorrow.
（2） I'll not leave thee, thou lone one！ I won't leave you! To pine on the stem； Let you languish alone; Since the lovely are sleeping, since all the beautiful companions are asleep, Go.