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:
- Низами Гянджеви – Семь красавиц
- Conqueror by Russell Hughes Ragsdale
- Владимир Корнилов – Достается, наверно, непросто
- Two Songs By Sitara Of Kashmir
- Robert Burns: Sweet Tibbie Dunbar:
- High school crush……lonesome awaits by Stephen Allen
- A Late Walk by Robert Frost
- Владимир Вишневский – Хотел я искупаться в знак протеста
- Images by Mary Etta Metcalf
- 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.
- Что такое хорошо и что такое плохо – Владимир Маяковский (Стих): Читать стихотворение на Poetry Monster
- Never Sure Which You Are by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Million Man March Poem by Maya Angelou
- Wreath For A Bridal by Sylvia Plath
- Sonnet 54: O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem by William Shakespeare
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
- Виктор Гюго – Без книги в мире ночь и ум людской убог
- Виктор Гусев – Сестра
- Виктор Гусев – Песня о Москве
- Виктор Гусев – Октябрьский смотр
- Виктор Гончаров – Скоро, скоро я домой поеду
- Виктор Гончаров – Прощайте, спасибо
- Виктор Гончаров – Опять пришла пора дождей
- Виктор Гончаров – Не знаю, что делать с душою
- Виктор Гончаров – Когда тебя бессонной ночью
- Виктор Гончаров – Дождь
- Виктор Гончаров – Больной, как будто бы гранату
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Чатырдаг
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Буря и тишь
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Борьба
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Богач
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Близ берегов
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Благодарю Вас за цветы
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Бивак
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Бездна
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Бегун морей дорогою безбрежной
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.