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Selected English Love Poems
1.
I AM THE WIND
I am the wind that waves,
I am the dancing wind
You are the certain land;
and you are the quiet land
I am the shadow that passes
over the sand.
I am the shadow that crosses your land
I am the leaf that shakes
you-the unshaken tree;
and you are the quiet tree
you are the stars that are steady,
you are the firm stars
I am the sea.
and I am the sea
You are the light eternal.
You are the eternal light
Like a torch I shall die...
And I want to go out like a torch
You are the survey of deep music,
I-but a cry!
You are the waves of deep music
But I can only cry
2.
Mistress mine,
Where are you roaming
Where are you going, my girl?
Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
oh, my girl, where are you going?
stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low;
Stay, your true love is coming quietly
Listen! It will sing
trip no further, pretty sweet,
stop wandering around, beautiful lover
travels end in lovers' meeting-
every wise man's son doth know.
Wandering will stop at the meeting of lovers, and the son of every wise man knows
what is. tis not herafter;
what is love? If this is not
Present Mirth Hath Present Launderer;
Be happy now and show laughter
What's to come is still insecure:
Those in the future are still unpredictable
In delay there lies no plenty,-
There won't be many lies here
Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty,
. Young beauty!
Youth's a stuff will not end
Youth will be fleeting
3.
I have traveled in a foreign land
I have traveled in lands beyond the sea;
I have roamed overseas
Nor, England! Did I know till then
Only then did I know there was a place called England
What love I bore to them.
What kind of love can I give you?
'Tis past, that melancholy dream!
it was just a melancholy dream in the past!
Nor will I quit thy shore
I will not run aground on your coast
A second time; For still I seem
to love them more and more
This is not the first time. I seem to love you more and more
Amongthy mountains did I feel
The joy of my desire;
Between your peaks, I enjoy the pleasure of desire
And she I Cherished Turned Her Wheel
Beside an English Fire.
By the English hook fire, I hold her in my arms to urge her wheel of desire
Thy mornings shown, Thy nights cared
The bowers where Lucy played;
Just in the gazebo where Lou Heezen played, your morning is already exposed, and your night escapes
and thin too is the last green field
that Lucy's eyes surveyed.
And Lucy's eyes are within reach, which is also your last green space.
FAREWELL, SWEET GROVES
Oh goodbye, lovely grove
Farewell,
Goodbye
Sweet groves to you;
Lovely grove
You Hills, That Highest Dwell,
And All You Humble Vales, Adieu.
You're perched on the top of the hill
You Wanton Brooks and Solitary Rocks,
Wandering wantonly and lonely
My dear companies all, and you, my tender flocks.
The only companions I have with you are the meek sheep
Farewell, My Pipe, and All Thoughtful Songs, Whose Moving Strains
Goodbye, my flute and all the happy songs, and those moving tensions
Delighted once the fairest nymphs that dance up on the plains;
Delighted, incomparably beautiful fairies are dancing on the flat ground
You are discontented, who is deep and over-dead smart,
Your dissatisfaction is the pain that is too deep and calm
Have, Without Pity, Break the trueheart;
I hurt the real heart without mercy
sighs, tears, and every sad annoy,
that's done with me,
and all other's joy
that used to accompany my sighs, tears, every sad worry
and all other fun
Farewell! Adieu,
goodbye! Goodbye!
4.
Fair shepherd essences:
Beautiful shepherdesses
Let garlands of Sadyew
Adorn your dainty golden tresses.
Let that purple fir wreath decorate your beautiful curly hair
I, that loved you, And often with my quill
I, the people who love you, often use this quill
Made Music That Delighted Fountain, Grove, and Hill:
Playing music to make mountain springs, trees and hills happy
I, whom you loved so, And with a sweet and chaste Embrace.
And I, the person you love deeply, was embraced by you sweetly and simply
(yea, with a rare favours) would vouchsafe to grace,
(yes, With thousands of precious pets) will give elegance
I, now must leave you all alone, of love to pain:
I have to leave you now and suffer from love
and never pipe, nor never sing again.
I will never play my bagpipes again. No more songs
I must, for evermore, be gone.
I have to leave
and there bid I you
forever, so I want to bless you
And every one.
and everyone
Adieu.
Goodbye
5.
MOONSHINE
Nonsense
To think
I must be alone:
To love
We must be together. I think I love you
When I'm alone, I think I really love you
More than I think of you. When we are together, love is far beyond my thinking
When we're together.
I can't think how can I think without love?
Without loving
Or love can love each other without thinking?
without thinking.
Alone I love, so I love loneliness
To think of us together: to meditate when we are together
together I think
I'd love to be alone. And when we are together, I long for loneliness!
5.
She walks in beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night
She walks gracefully and has the same dark night
of Cloudless Climes and Starry Skies;
Just like the season without a cloud and the starry sky
and all that's best of dark and bright
It's the best darkness and light
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Just like her appearance and her eyes
Thus mellow'd to. That tender light
The gentle light is more mellow because of it
Which Heaven to Gaudy Day Denies.
Even the dinner day in heaven will give up
One shade the more, one ray the less,
The more sheltered it is, The more light is no longer
had half impair'd the nameless grace
which waves are in every raven tress,
those weakened nameless graces
wave in every dark tree
or soft lightens o 'her face;
where thoughts are serenely sweet express
or gently illuminate her face
and there, thoughts are peacefully and sweetly revealed
how pure, how dead they are dying-place.
How pure, What a precious place to live
and on that cheek, and o 'er that brow,
between that cheek and brow
so soft, so calmer, yet so serene,
how touching
The smiles that win, The tints that glow,
that triumphant smile, that flowing elegant demeanour
but tell of days in goodness spend,
tell the day that charity is done
A mind at.