Late, late, the prize is drawn, the goal attained,
The Heart’s Desire fulfilled, Love’s guerdon gained.
Wealth’s use is past, Fame’s crown of laurel mocks
The downward-drooping head and grizzled locks.
The end is reached-the end of toil and strife-
The end of life.
Love flowers and fades like grass, and flowers again;
The spendthrift lovers waste themselves in vain;
Their fiery passions burn out one by one,
And then, alas! when their best days are done,
Spirit and body find their perfect mate-
So late! So late!
Long-sought, long seeking, through the lonely years,
The wanderers meet to weep their useless tears
For time and chance irrevocably flown,
Dear hopes outlived and happy faiths outgrown,
Children unborn, the myriad joys unseen
That might have been.
Not for the spring and morning-time of youth
The perfect flower of slow-unfolding truth,
The perfect love, that dreams of youth foretell,
But youth knows not and youth could never tell;
That light celestial, as of sunset fires
When day expires.
Late comes the gift that crowns the hungry quest,
Like ripe wheat-harvest in a land at rest,
And comes alone, a consecrated cup,
To those proved worthy to sit down and sup.
To them-aye, aye, despite their treasure lost,
‘T’is worth the cost.
‘T’is worth the cost to reach the heights at last,
Ere eyes are dim and daylight overpast.
To see one aim achieved, one dream fulfilled,
Ere striving brain and trusting heart are stilled.
To live one glorious hour-its price of pain
Is never paid in vain.

A few random poems:
- Robert Burns: Raving Winds Around Her Blowing: I composed these verses on Miss Isabella M’Leod of Raza, alluding to her feelings on the death of her sister, and the still more melancholy death of her sister’s husband, the late Earl of Loudoun, who shot himself out of sheer heart-break at some mortifications he suffered, owing to the deranged state of his finances.-R.B., 1971.
- To A Girl In A Garden by Sappho
- Ок Мельникова – Sha man
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 26. Erin, Oh Erin. Томас Мур.
- Happy Teacher’s Day by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- Little Clock by T. Wignesan
- Camps of Green. by Walt Whitman
- Ольга Берггольц – В ложе Цимлянского моря
- Drinking While Driving by Raymond Carver
- Ars Poetica
- Main to piya say naina lada aayi ray poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Song at Weicheng. by Wang Wei
- An Epitaph On Sr John Walter, Lord Cheife Baron by William Strode
- Владимир Высоцкий – У Доски, где почётные граждане
- Владимир Высоцкий – Не писать стихов мне и романов
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
- The Song of the Women by Rudyard Kipling
- The Song of the Sons by Rudyard Kipling
- The Song of the Old Guard by Rudyard Kipling
- The Song of the Little Hunter by Rudyard Kipling
- The Song of the Dead by Rudyard Kipling
- The Song of the Cities by Rudyard Kipling
- The Song of Seven Cities by Rudyard Kipling
- The Settler by Rudyard Kipling
- The Servant When He Reigneth by Rudyard Kipling
- The Sergeant’s Weddin’ by Rudyard Kipling
- The Secret of the Machines by Rudyard Kipling
- The Second Voyage by Rudyard Kipling
- The Sea-Wife by Rudyard Kipling
- The Sea And the Hills by Rudyard Kipling
- The Sacrifice of Er-Heb by Rudyard Kipling
- The Rupaiyat of Omar Kal’vin by Rudyard Kipling
- The Rowers by Rudyard Kipling
- The Rhyme of the Three Sealers by Rudyard Kipling
- The Rhyme of the Three Captains by Rudyard Kipling
- The Return by Rudyard Kipling
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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.