A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
In vain you boast Poetic Names of yore,
And cite those Sapho’s we admire no more:
Fate doom’d the Fall of ev’ry Female Wit,
But doom’d it then when first Ardelia writ.
Of all Examples by the World confest,
I knew Ardelia could not quote the best;
Who, like her Mistress on Britannia’s Throne;
Fights, and subdues in Quarrels not her own.
To write their Praise you but in vain essay;
Ev’n while you write, you take that Praise away:
Light to the Stars the Sun does thus restore,
But shines himself till they are seen no more.
A few random poems:
- Duckweed Pond by Wang Wei
- YOU by Muralidharan Mudaliar
- Out from Behind this Mask. by Walt Whitman
- The house where I was born (08) by Yves Bonnefoy
- Yarrow Revisited by William Wordsworth
- Sonnet CXVIII by William Shakespeare
- To Ellen Terry poem – Alfred Austin
- Hurting Dive by Satish Verma
- Skunk Hour by Robert Lowell
- Олег Бундур – Папа пристал
- Владимир Динец – Над степью весенней
- A Tale of Starvation poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Зинаида Александрова – Мне рукою машет маленький сынок
- Lover’s Gifts XIII: Last Night in the Garden by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Высоцкий – Я верю в нашу общую звезду
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. 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
