No; thou’rt a fool, I’ll swear, if e’er thou grant;
Much of my veneration thou must want,
When once thy kindness puts my ignorance out,
For a learn’d age is always least devout.
Keep still thy distance; for at once to me
Goddess and woman too thou canst not be;
Thou’rt queen of all that sees thee, and as such
Must neither tyrannize nor yield too much;
Such freedom give as may admit command,
But keep the forts and magazines in thine hand.
Thou’rt yet a whole world to me, and dost fill
My large ambition; but ’tis dang’rous still,
Lest I like the Pellæan prince* should be,
And weep for other worlds, having conquered thee.
When Love has taken all thou hast away,
His strength by too much riches will decay.
Thou in my fancy dost much higher stand
Than women can be placed by Nature’s hand;
And I must needs, I’m sure, a loser be,
To change thee, as thou’rt there, for very thee.
Thy sweetness is so much within me placed,
That shouldst thou nectar give, ‘twould spoil the taste.
Beauty at first moves wonder and delight;
‘Tis Nature’s juggling trick to cheat the sight;
We admire it, whilst unknown, but after more
Admire ourselves for liking it before.
Love, like a greedy hawk, if we give way,
Does overgorge himself with his own prey;
Of very hopes a surfeit he’ll sustain
Unless by fears he cast them up again:
His spirit and sweetness dangers keep alone;
If once he lose his sting, he grows a drone.
A few random poems:
- At Dover by William Lisle Bowles
- Ольга Берггольц – Церковь “Дивная” в Угличе
- Psalm 08 poem – John Milton poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Вперед, комсомольцы
- The First Sam Hazo at the Last by Samuel Hazo
- Николай Языков – Я. П. Полонскому (Благодарю тебя за твой подарок милой…)
- To One who Loved not Poetry by Sappho
- To The Nile poem – John Keats poems
- Woods by Wendell Berry
- Владимир Маяковский – Не увлекайтесь нами
- Илья Зданевич – Галоша
- Mother, I Cannot Mind My Wheel by Sappho
- The Precinct. Rochester poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sonnet IX. Keen, Fitful Gusts Are poem – John Keats poems
- O Tell Me The Truth About Love by W H Auden
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Some Clouds by Steve Kowit
- Resolute by Stephenie Tucker
- Purple Heart Liz (My Girl At Woodstock) by Steve Sant
- Numb by Stephenie Tucker
- Notice by Steve Kowit
- Must Work by Steve Downes
- Lifetime Of Death by Steve Sant
- In The Chapel Of Rest by Steve Sant
- A Warrior’s Truth by Stephenie Tucker
- A Soldier’s Song by Stephenie Tucker
- YOU ARE CHRISTMAS EVERYDAY by Steve Troyanovich
- tomorrow is already past… by Steve Troyanovich
- still the leaves fall… and dream by Steve Troyanovich
- softly… in wingless dream by Steve Troyanovich
- Snowfall by Steve Troyanovich
- shivering wind by Steve Troyanovich
- NOCTURNAL EMBERS AND LOST LIPS by Steve Troyanovich
- MY BEST PAL by Steve Troyanovich
- forever blue by Steve Troyanovich
- dreams the wind by Steve Troyanovich
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Abraham Cowley (1618 – 1667), the Royalist Poet.Poet and essayist Abraham Cowley was born in London, England, in 1618. He displayed early talent as a poet, publishing his first collection of poetry, Poetical Blossoms (1633), at the age of 15. Cowley studied at Cambridge University but was stripped of his Cambridge fellowship during the English Civil War and expelled for refusing to sign the Solemn League and Covenant of 1644. In turn, he accompanied Queen Henrietta Maria to France, where he spent 12 years in exile, serving as her secretary. During this time, Cowley completed The Mistress (1647). Arguably his most famous work, the collection exemplifies Cowley’s metaphysical style of love poetry. After the Restoration, Cowley returned to England, where he was reinstated as a Cambridge fellow and earned his MD before finally retiring to the English countryside. He is buried at Westminster Abbey alongside Geoffrey Chaucer and Edmund Spenser. Cowley is a wonderful poet and an outstanding representative of the English baroque.