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O my luve is like a red, red rose.The one claims the crown, the other says tis treason. But o! your beaty shineth as the sun.1. O MY LUVE IS LIKE A RED, RED ROSE O my luve is like a red, red rose. That’s newly sprung in June. O my luve is like the melodie. That’s sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I ; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry. Till a’the seas gang dry my dear, And the rocks melt...

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The one claims the crown, the other says tis ENGLISH POEMS treason. O my luve is like a red, red rose. But o! your beaty shineth as the sun. And dazzled Reason yields as quite undone. 1. O MY LUVE IS LIKE A RED, RED 3. MUTE LOVE (ANOMOUS – ROSE ENGLAND) O my luve is like a red, red rose. There is lady sweet and kind, That’s newly sprung in June. Was never face so pleased my mind. O my luve is like the melodie. I did but see her passing by, That’s sweetly played in tune. And yet I love her till I die. As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I ; Her gesture, motion and her smiles. And I will luve thee still, my dear, Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles, Till a’ the seas gang dry. Beguiles my heart, I know not why, Till a’the seas gang dry my dear, And yet I love her till I die. And the rocks melt wi’s the sun And I will luve thee still, my dear, Cupid is winged and doth change; While the sand o’life-shall run, Her country so my love doth change; But change she earth, or change the sky, And fare thee weel, my only luve! Yet I love her till I die. And fare thee weel a while! And I will come again, my luve! 4. SO FAST ENTANGLED Tho’it were ten thousand mile. (ANOMOUS 16TH CENTURY) 2. YOUR BEAUTY AND MY REASON Her hair the of golden wire, (ANORMOUROUS – ENGLAND) Wherein my heart, led by my wandering Like two proud armies marching in the field, eyes, Joining a thundering fight, each scorns to So fast entangled is that in no wire yield, It can, nor will, again retire; So in my heart your beauty and my reason, But rather will in that sweet bondage die 1
Than break one hair to gain her liberty. And like a child Is oft beguiles 5. LOVE ME NOT (ANORMOUS) With love’s sweet-seeming bait. Love me not for comely grace, Love with hs rod For my pleasing eye or face, So like a god Not for any outward part; Commands the mind No, nor for a constant heart! We cannto fine For these may fail or turn to ill; Fair shows hide fould deceit. So thou and I shall sever. Time, that all things In order brings, Keep therefore a true woman’s eye, Hath tsught me now And love me still, but know not why! To be more slow So hast thou the same reason still In giving faith to speech: To dote upon me ever. Since women’s words No truth affords, 6. A WOMAN’S LOOKS (ANOMOUS And when thye kiss 16TH CENTURY) They think by this A woman’s looks Us men to overreach. Are barred hooks, That catch by art 7. BEAUTY The strongest heart, (LAUREBCE BINYON- ENGLAND- When yet they spend no breath. 1869-?) But let them speak, I think of a flower that no eyes has ever And sighing break seen, Forth into tears, That springs in a solitary air. Their words are spears It is no one’s joy? It is beautiful as a queen That wound our souls to death Without a kingdom’s care. The ratest wit We have built houses for Beauty, and costly Is made forget, shrines, 2
And a throne in all men’s view; But she was far on a hill where the morning 10. when I was one-and-twenty shines (ALFRED E.HOUSMAN –ENGLAND; And her steps were lost in the dew. 1859- 1936) When I was one-and-twenty 8. WOMAN (OLIVER GOLDSMITH- I heard a wise man say, ENGLAND; 1730-1779) “Give crowns and pounds and guineas When lovely woman stoops to folly But not your heat away; And finds too late that man betray Give pearls awat and rubies What charm can soothe her melancholy But keep your fancy free” What art can wash her tears away, But I was one-and-twenty, No use to talk to me. The only art be guilt to cover, When I was one-and-twenty To hide her shame from every eye, I heard him say again, To give repentance to her lover, “The heart out of the bosom And wring his bosom is - to die. Was never given in vain; ‘tis paid with sighs a plenty 9. OH, WHEN I WAS IN LOVE WITH And sold for endless rue.” YOU. And I am one-and-twenty (ALFRED E.HOUSMAN- ENGLAND; And oh, ‘tis true’, tis true. 1859- 1936) Oh, when I was in love with you, 11. ALONG THE FIELD AS WE CAME Then I was clean and brave, BY And miles around the wonder grew (ALFRED E.HOUSMAN –ENGLAND; How well did I behave. 1859- 1936) And now the fancy passes by, Along the field as we came by And nothing will remain, A year ago, my love and I . And miles around they’ll say that i The aspen over stile and stone Am quite myself again. Was walking to itself alone. 3
“oh, who are these that kiss and pass? That was all I cared to know, A country lover and his lass Day knocked, and we must part, Two lovers looking to be wed; Neither was stronger now. And time shall put them both to bed. He strove, and I strove too But she shall lie with earth above. We didn’t do it through! And he beside another love.” 13. HEAVEN IN THESE LIPS And sure enough beneath the tree (CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE- There walks another love with me. ENGLAND—1564-1613) And overhead the aspen heaves Doctor Faustus, who has sold his soul to Its rainy-sounding silver leaves; Mephistopheles, is granted a vision of And I spell nothing in their stir, Helen of Troy. But now perhaps they sepak to her. ….Was this the face that launched a And plain for her to understand thousand ships They talk about a time at hand And burnt the topless towers of llium? When I shall sleep with clover clad Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. And she beside another lad. Her lips suck forth my soul- see where it flies! 12. HE WAS WEAK AND I WAS Come, Helen, come give me my soul again. STRONG, THEN, Here I will dwell, for heaven is in these lips (EMILY DICINSON- US 1830-1886) And all is dross that is not Helen. I will be Paris, and for love of thee He was weak and I was strong then, Instead of troy shall Wittenberge be sacked, So he let me lead him in And I will combat with weak Menelaus I was was weak and he was strong then, And wear thy colors on my plumed crest; So I let him lead me home Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel It wasn’t far, the door was near, And then return to Helen for a kiss It wasn’t dark, for he went too, O thou art fairer than the evening air It wasn’t loud, for he said naught. Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars!.... 4
That’s the reason why 14. SONG My heart’s fluttering aspen leaf (CHALOTTE MEW-ENG- 1869-1928) When you pass by Love, love today my dear, Love is not always here; 16. SEA LOVE Wise maids know how soon grows sere (CHARLOTTE MEW- END- 1869-1928) The greatest leaf of spring; Tide be runnin’ the great world over; But no man knoweth ‘twas only last june month I mind that we Whither it goeth Was thinkin’ the toss and the call in the When the wind bloweth breast of the lover So frail a thing. So everlasting sa the sea. Here’s the same little fishes that splutter Love, love my dear today, and swim, If the ship’s in the bay, Wi’ the moon’s old glim on the gray, wet If the bird has come your way land; That sings on summer trees And him no more to me nor me to him When his song faileth Than the wind goin’ over my hand. And the ship saith 17. I HAVE BEEN THROUGH THE No voice avail GATE To call back these. (CHARLOTTE MEW- END- 1869-1928) 15. JUST BECAUSE I I LOVE YOU His heart to me, was a piece of palace and (LANGSTON HUGHES – US 1902- pinnacles and shining towers; 1962) I saw it then as we see things in dream, I do Just because I love you not remember how long I slept, That’s the reason why I remember the trees, and the high, white My soul is full of color walls, and how the sun was always on the Like the wings of a butterfly towers; Just because I love you 5
The walls are standing today, and the gates; Be they black or blue, I have been through the gate, I have groped, And for the penny in your purse I have crept I’ll ferry you. Back, back. There is dust in the streets, and blood, they are empty; darkness is over 19. TO EDITH (BERTRAND RUSSELL them; ENG- 1872 1970) NOBEL PRIZE His heart is a place with the light gone out, forsaken by great winds and the heavenly Through the lng years rain, unclean and unswept, I sought Peace Like the heart of the holy city, old, blind, I found Estasy beautiful Jerusalem, I found anguish Over which Christ wept. I found madness I found loneliness 18. THE FERYMAN ((CHARLOTTE I found the solitary MEW- ENG- 1869-1928) That gnews the heart But peace I did not find. Little girl: Ferry me across the water Now old and near my end Do, boatman, do. I have known you I have found both Ferryman: If you’ve a penny in my purse Ecstasy and peace I’ll ferry you. I know rest After so many lovely years Little girl: I have a penny in my purse, I know what life and love may be And my eyes are blue; Now if I sleep So ferry me across the water, I shall sleep fulfilled. Do, boatman, do. Ferryman: Step into my ferry-boat, 6
20. TO THE MOON (PERCY Give me a long white road, and the gray B.SHELLEY –ENG- 1792-1822) wide path of the sea And the wind’s will and the bird’s will, and Art thou pale for weariness the heart-ache still in me. Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth 23. WHEN YOU ARE OLD Wandering companionless (WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS- ISLAND Among the stars that have a different birth 1863-1939 –NOBEL PRIZE And never changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy. When you are old and gray and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this 21. DURING MUSIC book, (ARTHUR SYMONS ENG- 1865-?) And slowly read, and dream of the soft look The music had the heat of blood, Your eyes had once, and of their shadows A passion no words can reach, deep We sat together, and understood How many loved your moments of glad Our own heart’s speech. grace, We had no need of word or sign, And loved your beauty with love false or The music spoke for us, and said true; All that her eyes could read in mine But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, Or mine in hers had read. And loved the sorrows of your changing face. 22. WANDERER’S SONG And bending down beside the glowing bars (ARTHUR SYMONS ENG- 1865-?) Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled And pace upon the mountains overhead I have had enough of women, and enough And his face amid a crowd of stars. of love, But the land waits, and the sea waits, and 24. NEVER GIVE ALL THE HEART day and night is enough (WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS- ISLAND 7
1863-1939 –NOBEL PRIZE And set such colour there. Brown, or black, or carrot, Never give all the heart, for love That young man in despair Will harly seem worth thinking of May love me for myself alone To passionate women if it seem And not my yellow hair.” Certain, and they never dream That it fades out from kiss to kiss; “I heard and old religious man For everything that’s lovely is But yester night declare But a brief dreamy, kind delight. That he had found a text to prove O never give the heart outright, That only god, my dear, For they, for all smooth lips can say, Could love you for yourself alone Have given their hearts up to the play. And not our yellow hair.” And we could play it well enough If deaf and dumd and blind with love? 26. A SONG He that made this knows all the cost, WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS- ISLAND For he gave all his heart and lost. 1863-1939 –NOBEL PRIZE) 25. FOR ANNE GREGORY I thought no more was needed (WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS- ISLAND Youth to prolong 1863-1939 –NOBEL PRIZE) Than dumb bell and foil To keep the body young. “never shall young man O who could have foretold Thrown into despair That the heart grows old? By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Though I have many words, Love you for yourself alone. What woman’s satisfied, And nor your yellow hair” I am no longer faint Because at her side? “but I can get a hair-dye O who could have foretold 8
That the heart grows old? And the loud chaunting of the unquite leaves, I have not lost desire Are shaken with earth’s old and weary cry. But the heart that I had; I thought would burn my body QUESTIONS: Laid on the death-bed, 1- oh, when I was in love with you For who could have foretold 1. how does the poet describe the person That the heart grows old? in love? 2. what is the mood of the poem- light or 27. THE SORROW OF LOVE sad? WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS- ISLAND 2- when I was one-and-twenty 1863-1939 –NOBEL PRIZE) 1. what advice did the wise man give to young man? The quarrel of the sparrows in the caves, 2. how long was it b4 he found he agreed The full found moon and the star-laden sky, with what the wise man had said? And the loud song of the ever-singing 3. why could the young man not take the leaves, advice? Has his away earth’s old and weary cry. 4. what had happened to make the lover And then you came with those red mournful realise that the wise ma’s words were true? lips, 3- never give all the heart And will you come the whole of the world’s 1. what is the bitter lesson which the poet tears, seems to have learned from experience? And all the trouble of her laboring ships, 2. what other view of love in contrast to And all the trouble of her myriad years. his own, does he recognise in “passionate women”? And now the sparrow warring in the eaves, 4- For Anne Gregory The curd-pale moon, the white stars in the 1. in which staza of the poem does anne sky. gregory herself speak? 2. what is her concern? 9
3. to what truth about life does the other speaker call her attention? 4. What does Anne Anne Gregory’s yellow hair stand for? 10