A Prayer

Spirit and Breath of Life, whate’er Thy name!

Bear with Thy creature, Man,

That makes his dwelling-place a blot of shame

Upon the Ordered Plan.

Not Thy hand, O Divine Designer, hurled

Athwart the starlit skies

One blood-stained, greed-diseased, hate-eaten world,

To shock celestial eyes.

Not Thy default, O Beautiful, this crust

Of fratricidal crime,

These maggot-breeds of hunger and of lust

That Thy fair work begrime.

But ours, who mock Thee from the highest place,

And in the light of day;

Who claim to lead an upward-struggling race,

And will not seek the way.

Guards of the human birthright, at Thy call-

A city sacked and burned;

Guards of the house that is the home of all,

But whence the weak are spurned.

Brothers, to whom the outcast brothers cry

As with a voice unknown;

Stewards of Nature’s bounty, that deny

The lawful heirs their own.

Thou that hast made us men, and earth so fair,

To be so vilely used,

Give space for late repentance and repair

Of sacred trust abused.

Give time, Eternal, that we stanch these tears,

Give time to heal this sore,

That our brief speck amid the shining spheres

Disgrace its birth no more.

But sail ethereal seas, an orb of light,

To bear Thy purpose on

Until it fades into the cosmic night

Where the dead worlds have gone.

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Poems in English 

• When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Visor’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To You. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman

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Doska or the Board – write anything

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Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)

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Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.

 

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