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.
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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
- Олег Чупров – Подушка
- Олег Чупров – Он впадает в смятенье
- Олег Чупров – Не хочется мне славы громкой
- Олег Чупров – На предназначенной орбите
- Олег Чупров – Мама
- Олег Чупров – Комар
- Олег Чупров – Душа
- Олег Чупров – Богатство
- Олег Бундур – Зимнее утро
- Олег Бундур – Жёлудь
- Олег Бундур – Женские хитрости
- Олег Бундур – Железное здоровье
- Олег Бундур – Засыпаю
- Олег Бундур – Заповедная жизнь
- Олег Бундур – Запахи дня
- Олег Бундур – Заботливая бабушка
- Олег Бундур – Яблоко
- Олег Бундур – Я вырасту, мама
- Олег Бундур – Я сильнее
- Олег Бундур – Я рисую картину
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