UNDERNEATH this myrtle shade,
On flowerly beds supinely laid,
With odorous oils my head o’erflowing,
And around it roses growing,
What should I do but drink away
The heat and troubles of the day?
In this more than kingly state
Love himself on me shall wait.
Fill to me, Love! nay, fill it up!
And mingled cast into the cup
Wit and mirth and noble fires,
Vigorous health and gay desires.
The wheel of life no less will stay
In a smooth than rugged way:
Since it equally doth flee,
Let the motion pleasant be.
Why do we precious ointments shower?-
Nobler wines why do we pour?-
Beauteous flowers why do we spread
Upon the monuments of the dead?
Nothing they but dust can show,
Or bones that hasten to be so.
Crown me with roses while I live,
Now your wines and ointments give:
After death I nothing crave,
Let me alive my pleasures have:
All are Stoics in the grave.

A few random poems:
- The Only One I Can’t Live Without, Its You by Miraj Patel
- Notes for Canto CXX poem – Ezra Pound poems
- An Imitation of Spenser by William Blake
- Untitled XXIII by Yunus Emre
- Crazy Jane On The Mountain by William Butler Yeats
- Infanta Marina by Wallace Stevens
- The house where I was born (08) by Yves Bonnefoy
- By Philemon by William Cowper
- The Choral Union by Siegfried Sassoon
- Beautiful Balmoral by William Topaz McGonagall
- Le monstre by Patryck Froissart
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Запретный плод
- How To Raise Money For Your High School Study Abroad Experience
- The Arrow by William Butler Yeats
- Николай Глазков – Богатырское распутье
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
- Adieu to a Soldier by Walt Whitman
- Aboard at a Ship’s Helm. by Walt Whitman
- A Woman Waits for Me. by Walt Whitman
- A Sight in Camp. by Walt Whitman
- A Paumanok Picture. by Walt Whitman
- A March in the Ranks, Hard-prest. by Walt Whitman
- A Leaf for Hand in Hand. by Walt Whitman
- A Hand-Mirror. by Walt Whitman
- A Farm-Picture. by Walt Whitman
- A child said, What is the grass by Walt Whitman
- The Well Of Love by Walter William Safar
- Conscience by Walter William Safar
- A Port Of Refuge Agleam With The Aura Of Love by Walter William Safar
- A poem to mankind by Walter William Safar
- A Poem Of Love by Walter William Safar
- The Huntsmen by Walter de la Mare
- The Ghost by Walter de la Mare
- Snow by Walter de la Mare
- The Mocking Fairy by Walter de la Mare
- The Keys of Morning by Walter de la Mare
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.