I, who of lighter love wrote many a verse,
Made public never words inspired by thee,
Lest strangers’ lips should carelessly rehearse
Things that were sacred and too dear to me.
Thy soul was noble; through these fifteen years
Mine eyes familiar, found no fleck nor flaw,
Stern to thyself, thy comrades’ faults and fears
Proved generosity thine only law.
Small joy was I to thee; before we met
Sorrow had left thee all too sad to save.
Useless my love—-as vain as this regret
That pours my hopeless life across thy grave.
A few random poems:
- Sobbing of The Bells, The. by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Маяковский – Про Тита и Ваньку
- Sonnet 115: Those lines that I before have writ do lie by William Shakespeare
- Pure call of the wilderness by Vinko Kalinic
- A Song of the White Men by Rudyard Kipling
- Patience poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Омар Хайям – Если любишь, то стойко разлуку терпи
- Олег Чупров – Богатство
- Epistle to the Rev. John M’Math by Robert Burns
- Nami Danam… poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Hymn poem – John Milton poems
- Forfeiture
- Last Words by Sylvia Plath
- Proud Word You Never Spoke by Walter Savage Landor
- John Barleycorn: A Ballad by Robert Burns
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
- To Foreign Lands. by Walt Whitman
- To a Western Boy. by Walt Whitman
- To a Pupil. by Walt Whitman
- To a President. by Walt Whitman
- To a Locomotive in Winter. by Walt Whitman
- To a Historian. by Walt Whitman
- To a foil’d European Revolutionaire. by Walt Whitman
- To a Common Prostitute. by Walt Whitman
- To a Certain Civilian. by Walt Whitman
- To a Certain Cantatrice. by Walt Whitman
- Thoughts. by Walt Whitman
- Thoughts. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thou Reader. by Walt Whitman
- Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling. 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
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.