We have left Gul Kach behind us,
Are marching on Apozai,–
Where pleasure and rest are waiting
To welcome us by and by.
We’re falling back from the Gomal,
Across the Gir-dao plain,
The camping ground is deserted,
We’ll never come back again.
Along the rocks and the defiles,
The mules and the camels wind.
Good-bye to Rahimut-Ullah,
The man who is left behind.
For some we lost in the skirmish,
And some were killed in the fight,
But he was captured by fever,
In the sentry pit, at night.
A rifle shot had been swifter,
Less trouble a sabre thrust,
But his Fate decided fever,
And each man dies as he must.
Behind us, red in the distance.
The wavering flames rise high,
The flames of our burning grass-huts,
Against the black of the sky.
We hear the sound of the river,
An ever-lessening moan,
The hearts of us all turn backwards
To where he is left alone.
We sing up a little louder,
We know that we feel bereft,
We’re leaving the camp together,
And only one of us left.
The only one, out of many,
And each must come to his end,
I wish I could stop this singing,
He happened to be my friend.
We’re falling back from the Gomal
We’re marching on Apozai,
And pleasure and rest are waiting
To welcome us by and by.
Perhaps the feast will taste bitter,
The lips of the girls less kind,–
Because of Rahimut-Ullah,
The man who is left behind!
A few random poems:
- pathos_is_the_skyward_tanka.html
- Владимир Вишневский – Кто-то тянется к водному поло
- The Destroyers by Rudyard Kipling
- Metaphors Of A Magnifico by Wallace Stevens
- Георгий Иванов – Там, над Невой зеленоватой
- Омар Хайям – Если бог не услышит меня в вышине
- Яков Полонский – Не жди
- Степан Щипачев – Березка
- Владимир Корнилов – Арена
- Алексей Толстой – Сватовство
- Anguish of Fate by Pierre Reverdy
- Валерий Брюсов – После сенокоса
- Иосиф Бродский – Бюст Тиберия
- Sonnet: After Dark Vapors Have Oppress’d Our Plains poem – John Keats poems
- Let me draw your face by St Antoine de la Vuadi
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
- From the Mountain by Wang Wei
- For Mêng Hao-jan by Wang Wei
- Fine Apricot Lodge by Wang Wei
- Fields and Gardens by the River Qi by Wang Wei
- Farewell (II) by Wang Wei
- Chungnan by Wang Wei
- Birds Calling in the Ravine by Wang Wei
- An Evening in the Mountains by Wang Wei
- An Early Audience at the Palace of Light. (Harmonizing a poem for Secretary Jia Zhi.) by Wang Wei
- A View of the Han River by Wang Wei
- A Study by Wang Wei
- A Song of Peach-Blossom River by Wang Wei
- A Song of an Autumn Night. by Wang Wei
- A Song of a Girl from Loyang by Wang Wei
- A Song at Weicheng. by Wang Wei
- A Message to Commissioner Li At Zizhou by Wang Wei
- A Message from my Lodge at Wangchuan to Pei Di by Wang Wei
- A Green Stream. by Wang Wei
- A Farmhouse on the Wei River by Wang Wei
- A Reply by Wang Wei
More external links (open in a new tab):
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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.