Shelley's Classic English Poems for Harriet

The follow is a classic English poem written by Shelley to Harriet. I hope you like it!

Your loving eyes have the power of calmness

Your affectionate eyes have the power to calm down.

The strongest passion in my soul;

The strongest passion in my soul,

Your gentle words are a drop of fragrant oil.

Your gentle words are a drop.

In the bowl where life is too bitter;

Drop aromatic alcohol into this bitter life,

I'm not sad, but that's all

My only sadness is because

These best wishes I know.

I have experienced this precious favor.

Harriet! If all people who are eager to survive

Harriet! If I want to live in your place

In the warm sunshine in your eyes,

Under the warm eyes, you must

Beyond the cost of all pain?

Pay more than all the pain?

You disdain to die;

You should die in your contempt;

Then it's too late to hear who you choose.

Please listen to your sweetheart's confession of being late:

His heart deserves your hatred most.

His heart is only worthy of your hate.

Then, you are one of the human beings.

Even if you are among those humans?

Whose heart is harder not to serve the country,

They are not as hard on state affairs as stones,

You only have virtue, gentleness and kindness,

Even in a world full of hatred,

In a world full of hatred;

You should only be gentle and upright:

And a slight endurance seal.

Please be more patient.

A person's lasting happiness.

Complete a partner's eternal happiness.

Because his cheeks were pale with pain,

His cheeks were haggard with grief,

He is short of breath and his eyes are dim.

He is short of breath and his eyes are blurred.

Your name struggled before he spoke,

His limbs trembled, weak and tired,

Every trembling limb is fragile;

Your name is hard for him to say;

Kindly ask him not to put up with it.

Please have mercy and don't let him suffer any more.

The pain of lethal therapy.

Painful and fatal treatment.

Oh, trust a guide without mistakes!

Oh, please listen to a clear advice,

Command heartless feelings to escape;

Let that cold feeling pass quickly;

This is malice, this is revenge, this is pride,

That's resentment, revenge, arrogance,

This is by no means you;

It is everything else, not you;

Oh, condescending to prove it with more noble pride,

Please prove for a noble pride:

If you can't love, have pity.

When you can't love, you can still have compassion.