Lie still, Beloved, I also see the day
Shoot his white arrows through the trembling sky,
But what is dawn to us, who cast away
All sense of time that mars our ecstasy ?
The scented orange bushes check the breeze
Granting in tribute many waxen stars,
And aromatic Eucalyptus trees
Defy the sun with grey-green scimitars.
Since fate has given us this garden love,
And Time and Space, for once, have acquiesced,
Ah, take no heed of paling skies above
Let us deem night is with us yet, and rest.
Let us lie still and drift away in dreams.
Back to the jewelled kingdom of the night.
Whose golden stars with dimly radiant gleams
Lit up your loveliness for my delight.
Once we are risen all the cares of day
Will seize and bind us to their wanton will.
Why should we own that night has passed away ?
Oh, as you value love, lie still, lie still!
A few random poems:
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- In A Letter To C. P. Esq. In Imitation Of Shakspeare by William Cowper
- I see you moon by Raj Arumugam
- Владимир Маяковский – Послание пролетарским поэтам
- Dog’s love by Vinko Kalinić
- Олег Григорьев – Я взял бумагу и перо
- Blind Man’s Buff by William Blake
- Any Wife To Any Husband by Robert Browning
- On A Picture Of A Black Centaur By Edmund Dulac by William Butler Yeats
- As Kingfishers Catch Fire poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- If You Only Knew by Robert Desnos
- Михаил Лермонтов – Желанье
- One Ran Before by Yvor Winters
- To One Who Has Been Long In City Pent poem – John Keats poems
- A Bard’s Epitaph by Robert Burns
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
- Valhalla
- The Masks of Love
- The Bull Moose
- The Window
- So Small, So Vital
- If Only
- haiku
- Valhalla
- The Masks of Love
- The Bull Moose
- The Window
- So Small, So Vital
- If Only
- haiku
- A Mysterious Naked Man
- A Certain Kind of Holy Men
- A Life Story
- Two Quits And Drum And Elegy Drinkers
- Two Quits And A Drum And Elegy For Drinkers
- To Sayf Al Dawla
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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.