A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
Begone, ye Critics, and restrain your spite,
Codrus writes on, and will for ever write,
The heaviest Muse the swiftest course has gone,
As clocks run fastest when most lead is on;
What tho’ no bees around your cradle flew,
Nor on your lips distill’d their golden dew;
Yet have we oft discover’d in their stead
When you, like Orpheus, strike the warbling lyre.
Attentive blocks stand round you and admire.
Wit pass’d through thee no longer is the same,
As meat digested takes a diff’rent name;
But sense must sure thy safest plunder be,
Since no reprisals can be made on thee.
Thus thou may’st rise, and in thy daring flight
(Though ne’er so weighty) reach a wondrous height.
So, forced from engines, lead itself can fly,
Sure Bavius copied Maevius to the full,
And Chaerilus taught Codrus to be dull;
Therefore, dear friend, at my advice give o’er
This needless labour; and contend no more
To prove a dull succession to be true,
Since ’tis enough we find it so in you.
A few random poems:
- Book Ends by Tony Harrison
- Interlude: Songs Out Of Sorrow by Sara Teasdale
- The Mad Philosopher poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Ode to Duty by William Wordsworth
- Notice What This Poem Is Not Doing by William Stafford
- Tom’s Garland poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Event by Sylvia Plath
- “Come listen, ye students of every degree” by Tobias Smollett
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Марш веселых ребят
- The Unsound Utterance by Raju Baruah
- Ghosts by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Cenotaph, Manitoulin Island by Todd H. C. Fischer
- Ольга Седакова – Две книги я несу
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Липы
- Николай Гербель – Бокал
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
- This Moment, Yearning and Thoughtful. by Walt Whitman
- This Dust was Once the Man. by Walt Whitman
- This Day, O Soul. by Walt Whitman
- This Compost. by Walt Whitman
- Think of the Soul. by Walt Whitman
- Thick-Sprinkled Bunting. by Walt Whitman
- These, I, Singing in Spring. by Walt Whitman
- There was a Child went Forth. by Walt Whitman
- The Wound-Dresser by Walt Whitman
- That Shadow, my Likeness. by Walt Whitman
- That Music Always Round Me. by Walt Whitman
- Tests. by Walt Whitman
- Tears. by Walt Whitman
- Still, though the One I Sing. by Walt Whitman
- States! by Walt Whitman
- Starting from Paumanok. by Walt Whitman
- Spontaneous Me. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit whose Work is Done. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit That Form’d This Scene. by Walt Whitman
- Sparkles from The Wheel. by Walt Whitman
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
