When I kneel down the dawn is only breaking;
Sleep fetters still the brown wings of the lark;
The wind blows pure and cool, for day is waking,
But stars are scattered still about the dark.
With open lattice, looking out and praying,
Ere yet the toil and trouble must be faced,
I see a silvery glimmer straying, straying,
To where the faint grey sky-line can be traced:
I see it slowly deepen, broaden, brighten,
With soft snow-fringes sweeping to the land;
The sheeny distance clear, and gleam, and whiten;
The cool cliff-shadows sharpen on the sand.
Some other sea the sunlight is adorning,
But mine is fair ‘neath waning stars and moon.
O friendly face!-O smile that comes at morning,
To shine through all the frowns that come at noon!
A beautiful wet opal-pale tints filling
A thousand shifting shallows-day at length.
The sweet, salt breeze, like richest wine, is thrilling
My drowsy heart and brain with life and strength.
I hear the voice of waters-strong waves dashing
Their white crests on the brown weed-sprinkled sod;
I hear the soft, continuous, measured plashing-
The pulse that vibrates from the heart of God,-
The long wash of the tide upon the shingle,
The rippling ebb of breakers on the shore,
Wherewith my prayers are fain to blend and mingle-
Whereto I set my dreams for evermore.
I hear the lap and swirl, I hear the thunder
In the dark grotto where the children play,-
Where walls to keep the sea and cave asunder,
And frail shell towers, were reared but yesterday.
The flood has filled my soul, and it is sweeping
My foolish stones and pebbles out to sea,
And floating in strange riches for my keeping,-
O friend! O God! I owe my best to Thee.
The best of every day, its peace and beauty,
From Thy mysterious treasure-house is drawn;
Thou teachest me the grace of life and duty,
When we two walk together in the dawn.

A few random poems:
- Robert Burns: Whistle, And I’ll Come To You, My Lad:
- A Border Burn poem – Alfred Austin
- The face wanted by Vinko Kalinić
- Children’s Taste by Nijole Miliauskaite
- Britannia’s Pastorals by William Browne
- The Road That Runs Beside The River by Thomas Lux
- Николай Языков – Элегия (Есть много всяких мук – и много я их знаю)
- Sonnet 01
- When the universe speaks by Preeth Nambiar
- The Waters by W H Auden
- Poem (The lump of coal my parents teased) by William Matthews
- On His Grotto at Twickenham poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- If I To You But Sorry Bring poem – Alfred Austin
- In the Small Hours by Wole Soyinka
- Epigram by Samuel Coleridge
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
- Doomes-Day: The Fourth Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The First Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Fifth Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Eleventh Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Eighth Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Second Houre by William Alexander
- An Eccho by William Alexander
- A Short View Of: The State Of Man by William Alexander
- A Parænesis To Prince Henry by William Alexander
- Written In A Quarrel by William Cowper
- Written In A Fit Of Illness. R. S. S. by William Cowper
- Written After Leaving Her At New Burns by William Cowper
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season by William Cowper
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season (3) by William Cowper
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season (2) by William Cowper
- Verses Written At Bath, On Finding The Heel Of A Shoe by William Cowper
- Verses Printed By Himself On A Flood At Olney by William Cowper
- To The Rev. Mr. Newton, On His Return From Ramsgate by William Cowper
- To The Rev. Mr. Newton : An Invitation Into The Country by William Cowper
- To Mary by William Cowper
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.