1 Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, archetype: the battle between good and evil for the soul
I have two loves, one brings comfort and one brings despair, I've got two loves - one brings me peace, one destroys me, two loves: comfort & despair
2 Which, like two spirits, do suggest me still:
Which, like two spirits, keep suggesting things to me: Like two voices constantly whispering in my ear, like two spirits guiding me
3 The better angel is a man right fair,
The better angel is a man of great beauty, The good angel is a handsome guy, good angel: beautiful man
4 The worser spirit a woman coloured ill.
The worse spirit is a dark-skinned woman. The bad angel is a dark-skinned woman, bad angel: dark woman
5 To win me soon to hell my female evil
To pull me quickly to hell, my female temptation My female demon's trying to drag me to hell, female demon pulling me down
6 Tempteth my better angel from my side,
Tempts my better angel away from my side, Tempts my good angel to abandon me, tempts my good angel away
7 And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,
And she wants to ruin my virtuous one so he becomes wicked, And wants to turn my angel bad, wants to corrupt my saint
8 Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Seducing his purity with her disgusting pride. Using her ugly arrogance to seduce his goodness, seducing him with her pride
Volta The volta shifts from describing the battle (lines 1–8) to the speaker's admission of doubt and helplessness (lines 9–14). He cannot determine if his good angel has been lost.
9 And whether that my angel be turned fiend
And whether my angel has been turned into a demon And I don't know if my good angel's become evil, can't tell if my angel turned
10 Suspect I may, yet not directly tell;
I may suspect, yet cannot say for certain; I can suspect it, but I can't say for sure, i suspect but can't say
11 But being both from me both to each friend,
But since both come from me and are friends to each other, But since they both came from me and are friends, but they're both from me & friends
12 I guess one angel in another’s hell.
I suppose one of my angels has fallen into the other's grasp. So I'm guessing one angel got seduced by the bad one, one angel trapped in other's hell Wordplay: “one angel in another's hell”
Sexual wordplay: 'hell' as female genitalia; the fair man is literally and spiritually trapped in the Dark Lady.
13 Yet this shall I ne’er know, but live in doubt,
But this I will never know, I will just live in doubt, But I'll never know, I just have to live with doubt, but i'll never know for sure
14 Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
Until my bad angel burns my good one away. Until my demon burns my angel away, til my demon burns my angel