English Romantic Poems

1.  Oh, Swallow, Swallow, flying, flying South, 
    Fly to her, and fall upon her gilded eaves,
    And tell her, tell her, what I tell to thee. 

2.  O tell here, Swallow, thou that knowest each,
    That bright and fierce and fickle is the South,
    And dark and true and tender is the North. 

4.  O were I thou that she might take me in,
    And lay me on her bosom, and her heart 
    Would rock the snowy cradle till I died.  

        Alfred, Lord Tennyson

(excerpts from Adonais, an Elegy on the Death of John Keats) 
    Stay yet awhile, speak to me once again,
    Kiss me so long but as a kiss may last.
    Stay, speak again, in my heartless breast 
    And burning brain that word, that kiss shall 
    All thoughts else survive 
    With food of saddest memory kept alive,
    Now thou art dead, as if were a part of thee, Adonais.  
    I would give all I am to be as now thou art.

        Percy Bysshe Shelley