A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
Parson, these things in thy possessing
Are better than the Bishop’s blessing.
A Wife that makes conserves; a Steed
That carries double when there’s need:
October store, and best Virginia,
Tithe-Pig, and mortuary Guinea:
Gazettes sent gratis down, and frank’d,
For which thy Patron’s weekly thank’d;
A large Concordance, bound long since:
Sermons to Charles the First, when Prince;
A Chronicle of ancient standing;
A Chrysostom to smooth thy band in.
The Polygot – three parts, – my text,
Howbeit, – likewise – now to my next.
Lo here the Septuagint, – and Paul,
To sum the whole, – the close of all.
He that has these, may pass his life,
Drink with the ‘Squire, and kiss his wife;
On Sundays preach, and eat his fill;
And fast on Fridays – if he will;
Toast Church and Queen, explain the News,
Talk with Church-Wardens about Pews,
Pray heartily for some new Gift,
And shake his head at Doctor S-t.
A few random poems:
- Refrigerator, 1957 by Thomas Lux
- Яков Полонский – Не жди
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- Song from Arcadia by Sir Philip Sidney
- Иван Киуру – От северной половины земного шара
- Владимир Британишский – У этой матери кормящей
- The Complaint Of Prometheus
- Evenèn Light by William Barnes
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- III: Some Verses: To M. Michaell Drayton by William Alexander
- Наум Коржавин – От судьбы никуда не уйти
- The Prayer of Miriam Cohen by Rudyard Kipling
- Hymn by Sidney Godolphin
- “Wishing to float” by Seema Gupta
- Robert Burns: Here’s A Health To Them That’s Awa:
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
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Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
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