English poem about love 1 sigh no more, ladies, which man is irresponsible?
? Shakespeare
? Shakespeare (translated by Zhu Shenghao)
Stop sighing, ladies, stop sighing,
Men are always liars,
One foot in the sea, one foot on the shore,
One thing will never change.
Do not sigh, girl, do not sigh,
Men are liars,
One foot on the shore, one foot in the sea,
He is fickle by nature.
Then don't sigh and let them go.
May you be happy and beautiful,
Convert all your sad voices
Become hey, grandma, grandma, grandma.
Don't sigh, let them go,
Why are you frowning?
Put away your sadness and resentment,
Sing a clear song gently.
No more ditty, no more singing
A dreary and heavy dump,
Men's fraud is so,
Because summer is leafy for the first time.
No more sad songs, girl, no more sad songs,
Stop your heavy mourning;
Which summer is not shady?
Which man is irresponsible?
Then don't sigh and let them go.
May you be happy and beautiful,
Convert all your sad voices
Become hey, noni, noni, noni.
Don't sigh, let them go,
Why are you frowning?
Put away your sadness and resentment,
Sing a clear song gently.
I don't care about English Poetry 2 about Love-Sarah Tisdale
I don't care about American Sarah estelle.
When I die, bright April hangs over me.
Shake out her rain-soaked hair,
Although you should lean on me and break your heart.
I don't care.
I will have peace, as peaceful as a leafy tree.
When the rain bends the branches;
I will be more silent and cold.
Better than you are now.
I'm back, April is gentle,
Drift like rain.
Your heart broke when you snuggled up,
It bothers me.
If I want to support Ye Maolin by law, I will remain silent.
When the rain falls on the branches, the branches bow their heads.
I am still silent, colder,
Win the championship.
William Butler Yeats's English love poem Lover's Valley
Dream lover valley
I dreamed that I was standing in a valley, sighing,
Because happy couples walked past where I stood two by two;
I dreamed that my lost love came out of the Woods quietly.
Her eyelids, as pale as clouds, fell on her dreamy eyes:
I cried in my dream, Oh, woman, let the young man lie down.
Their heads are on your knees, drowning their eyes with your beauty,
Or remember her face, they will find that no other face is fair.
Until all the valleys in the world wither.
Ye Zhi's Poetry/Li Li's Translation
I dreamed that I was standing in a valley with my happy lover.
Crowds pass by me, and I sigh;
My lost lover also quietly escaped from the Woods.
Beautiful eyes covered with pale clouds don't dream vaguely:
I cried in my dream, oh, girls, tell the young people
Put your head on your knees and let his eyes indulge in your beauty.
Still only remember your own beauty, but can't find another charming face.
Until all the valleys in the world disappear.