Robert Burns - A red, red rose...

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.





As fair art thou, my bonnie 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 wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run







...And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.



Robert Burns in Famous Poets and Poems

Walt Whitman. by Walt Whitman

I CELEBRATE myself;
And what I assume you shall assume;
For every atom belonging to me, as good belongs to you.

Walt Whitman - For him I sing

FOR him I sing,
(As some perennial tree, out of its roots, the present on the past:)
With time and space I him dilate—and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself, by them, the law unto himself.




Walt Withman in Famous Poets and Poems


...didn't remember if I had told you that...
or maybe I just want you to remember that...
or something like that... (don't) forget it...

fourty eight hours days... looking for...something like that...

Walt Whitman - To you

STRANGER! If you, passing, meet me, and desire to speak to me, why should you
not speak to me?
And why should I not speak to you?






..."Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem;
I whisper with my lips close to your ear,
I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you."...






Walt Whitman in Famous Poets and Poems

E. E. Cummings - Quando o Meu Amor Vem Ter Comigo

quando o meu amor vem ter comigo é
um pouco como música,um
pouco mais como uma cor curvando-se(por exemplo
laranja)
contra o silêncio,ou a escuridão....


a vinda do meu amor emite
um maravilhoso odor no meu pensamento,

devias ver quando a encontro
como a minha menor pulsação se torna menos.
E então toda a beleza dela é um torno

cujos quietos lábios me assassinam subitamente,

mas do meu cadáver a ferramenta o sorriso dela faz algo
subitamente luminoso e preciso

—e então somos Eu e Ela....

o que é isso que o realejo toca

E. E. Cummings, in "livrodepoemas"
Tradução de Cecília Rego Pinheiro


E.E. Cummings in Citador