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:
- Владимир Маяковский – Вместо 2 280 товарных вагонов… (РОСТА №920)
- The house where I was born (03) by Yves Bonnefoy
- Teenager by Patrick Connors
- Acknowledgment. by Sidney Lanier
- Джон Мильтон – Псалом 8
- Fareweel To A’Our Scottish Fame by Robert Burns
- A Cat Called Shan by Pamela Griffiths
- Valgovinds Song In The Spring
- Cascade by Robert Desnos
- Игорь Северянин – Парижские Жоржики
- “Look up, desponding hearts! See, Morning sallies” poem – Alfred Austin
- Lover’s Gifts XXII: I Shall Gladly Suffer by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Маяковский – Политические партии в России
- My Own Heart Let Me Have More Have Pity On; Let poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Song at Sunset. by Walt Whitman
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
- Николай Заболоцкий – Змеи
- Николай Заболоцкий – Жена
- Николай Заболоцкий – Зеленый луч
- Николай Заболоцкий – Засуха
- Николай Заболоцкий – Я трогал листы эвкалипта
- Николай Заболоцкий – Я не ищу гармонии в природе
- Николай Заболоцкий – Ходоки
- Николай Заболоцкий – Все, что было в душе
- Николай Заболоцкий – Воздушное путешествие
- Николай Заболоцкий – Вопросы к морю
- Николай Заболоцкий – Весна в лесу
- Николай Заболоцкий – Вечерний бар
- Николай Заболоцкий – Вчера, о смерти размышляя
- Николай Заболоцкий – В тайге
- Николай Заболоцкий – В этой роще березовой
- Николай Заболоцкий – Утренняя песня
- Николай Заболоцкий – Урал
- Николай Заболоцкий – Творцы дорог
- Николай Заболоцкий – Тбилисские ночи
- Николай Заболоцкий – Свадьба
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
