O time, great Healer! canst thou still
The crying hearts that feel the knife?
O great Restorer, canst thou fill
The wide gaps broken out of life
By love and duty’s bitter strife?
O Friend, and canst thou, as they say,
Soothe all our troubles on thy breast,
Till, calm in death, they pass away,
And, one by one, are laid to rest
In unknown graves, beyond our quest?
Nay, there’s a wound thou canst not ease;
Nay, there’s a sickness past thine art.
Ah me! while I’m beyond the seas,
There’ll be a sore place in my heart
That, at a touch, will throb and smart.
Nay, nay, with all thy skill-with all
The care and cunning thou mayst spend,
Thou canst but weakly patch the wall
That wrench of parting came to rend,
That gap no mason’s hand can mend.
And as for buried sorrows-one
Hears every sound above its head;
Joys and prosperities may run
With happy footsteps o’er the dead,-
This grief of absence feels the tread.
O Time, thy graveyard is a street-
Thy graves no sculptured records crown;
Yet this one, trod of many feet,
Still shows the heap’d earth, fresh and brown,-
No foot of joy can press it down.
There velvet mosses soon will creep,
And grey and golden lichens grow;
There sweet white snowdrops soon will peep,
And purple violets bud and blow,
From winter’s bosom, cloak’d in snow;
There summer lights and shades will fall,
And soft rains patter through the trees;
There slender grasses, frail and tall,
Will weave and whisper in the breeze-
‘Twill be a grave in spite of these.

A few random poems:
- Владимир Гиппиус – Писать стихи
- Федор Сологуб – В моих мечтах такое постоянство
- All Saints Day 1868
- Giving Myself Up by Mark Strand
- Новелла Матвеева – Есть вопиющий быт, есть вещие примеры
- To Ailsa Rock poem – John Keats poems
- blessing for sound health by matthew scott harris
- Владимир Высоцкий – Корабли постоят, и ложатся на курс
- At Queensferry by William Ernest Henley
- On King Arthur’s Round Table at Winchester by Thomas Warton
- A Maiden by Sara Teasdale
- Robert Burns: Tam Samson’s Elegy: When this worthy old sportman went out, last muirfowl season, he supposed it was to be, in Ossian’s phrase, “the last of his fields,” and expressed an ardent wish to die and be buried in the muirs. On this hint the author composed his elegy and epitaph.-R.B., 1787.
- Church And State by William Butler Yeats
- Tommy by Rudyard Kipling
- Fireflies in the Garden by Robert Frost
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
- Джон Мильтон – Новым гонителям свободы
- Джон Мильтон – Написано в дни, когда ожидался штурм Лондона
- Джон Китс – Два-три букета и две-три коробки
- Джон Китс – Дуралейная песня
- Джон Китс – Девчонка из Девона
- Джон Китс – Делим яблоко Евы
- Джон Китс – Что ж, по горам и по долам
- Джон Китс – Четыре разных времени в году
- Джон Китс – Чаттертону
- Джон Донн – Женская верность
- Джон Донн – Я весь боренье, на беду мою
- Джон Донн – Христос, Свою невесту, всю в лучах
- Джон Донн – Ворожба над портретом
- Джон Донн – О черная душа, Недуг напал
- Джон Донн – Ничто
- Джон Донн – Мощи
- Джон Донн – Любовная наука
- Джон Донн – Лекция о тени
- Джон Донн – Когда я с ней, с моим бесценным кладом
- Демьян Бедный – Весенний благостный покой
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.