A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
Heav’n from all creatures hides the book of fate,
All but the page prescrib’d, their present state:
From brutes what men, from men what spirits know:
Or who could suffer being here below?
The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today,
Had he thy reason, would he skip and play?
Pleas’d to the last, he crops the flow’ry food,
And licks the hand just rais’d to shed his blood.
Oh blindness to the future! kindly giv’n,
That each may fill the circle mark’d by Heav’n:
Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish, or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurl’d,
And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar;
Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore.
What future bliss, he gives not thee to know,
But gives that hope to be thy blessing now.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast:
Man never is, but always to be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin’d from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Lo! the poor Indian, whose untutor’d mind
Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind;
His soul, proud science never taught to stray
Far as the solar walk, or milky way;
Yet simple nature to his hope has giv’n,
Behind the cloud topp’d hill, an humbler heav’n;
Some safer world in depth of woods embrac’d,
Some happier island in the wat’ry waste,
Where slaves once more their native land behold,
No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold.
To be, contents his natural desire,
He asks no angel’s wing, no seraph’s fire;
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky.
A few random poems:
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Ткач
- Владимир Маяковский – Живой труп (РОСТА №182)
- Владимир Корнилов – Пишущая машинка
- Outset by Mike Yuan
- Иван Мятлев – Падучая звезда
- Robert Burns: There’ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame:
- The Boston Evening Transcript by T. S. Eliot
- The Welshnut Tree by William Barnes
- The Story of Ung by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: Willie Chalmers: Mr. Chalmers, a gentleman in Ayrshire, a particular friend of mine, asked me to write a poetic epistle to a young lady, his Dulcinea. I had seen her, but was scarcely acquainted with her, and wrote as follows:-
- Three Women by Sylvia Plath
- Eternal Existence by Mark Miller
- The Frantic by Mark Miller
- Song—Behold the Hour, the Boat, arrive by Robert Burns
- Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase by William Shakespeare
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
- Oonts by Rudyard Kipling
- One Viceroy Resigns by Rudyard Kipling
- Natural Theology by Rudyard Kipling
- My Rival by Rudyard Kipling
- My New-Cut Ashler by Rudyard Kipling
- My Lady’s Law by Rudyard Kipling
- My Boy Jack by Rudyard Kipling
- Mulholland’s Contract by Rudyard Kipling
- Mowgli’s Song Against People by Rudyard Kipling
- Mowgli’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- Mother o’ Mine by Rudyard Kipling
- Morning Song in the Jungle by Rudyard Kipling
- Mine Sweepers by Rudyard Kipling
- Mesopotamia by Rudyard Kipling
- Merrow Down by Rudyard Kipling
- Mary’s Son by Rudyard Kipling
- Mary, Pity Women! by Rudyard Kipling
- Many Inventions by Rudyard Kipling
- Mandalay by Rudyard Kipling
- Lukannon by Rudyard Kipling
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Doska or the Board – write anything
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