A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
Tho’ Artemisia talks, by fits,
Of councils, classics, fathers, wits;
Reads Malbranche, Boyle, and Locke;
Yet in some things methinks she fails,
‘Twere well if she would pare her nails,
And wear a cleaner smock.
Haughty and huge as High-Dutch bride,
Such nastiness, and so much pride
Are oddly join’d by fate:
On her large squab you find her spread,
Like a fat corpse upon a bed,
That lies and stinks in state.
She wears no colours (sign of grace)
On any part except her face;
All white and black beside:
Dauntless her look, her gesture proud,
Her voice theatrically loud,
And masculine her stride.
So have I seen, in black and white
A prating thing, a Magpye hight,
Majestically stalk;
A stately, worthless animal,
That plies the tongue, and wags the tail,
All flutter, pride, and talk.
A few random poems:
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сыт я по горло, до подбородка
- Владимир Британишский – Некрасов
- Николай Тихонов – Длинный путь
- Yosa Buson – Yosa Buson
- Владимир Маяковский – О дряни
- Sonnet 20 poem – John Milton poems
- Гавриил Державин – Модное остроумие
- Sow by Sylvia Plath
- The Stranger poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- What is Poetry? by Mark Olynyk
- Before The Law by Michael Major
- Metamorphosis by Shaunna Harper
- София Парнок – Триолеты
- The Black Shawl poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Кондратий Рылеев – К Делии
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
- Look not in my eyes, for fear poem – A. E. Housman
- Loitering with a Vacant Eye poem – A. E. Housman
- Loitering with a Vacant Eye poem – A. E. Housman
- It Nods and Curtseys and Recovers poem – A. E. Housman
- Into My Heart an Air that Kills poem – A. E. Housman
- In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad poem – A. E. Housman
- In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad poem – A. E. Housman
- If Truth in Hearts That Perish poem – A. E. Housman
- If By Chance Your Eye Offend You poem – A. E. Housman
- If By Chance Your Eye Offend You poem – A. E. Housman
- I Hoed and Trenched and Weeded poem – A. E. Housman
- I Hoed and Trenched and Weeded poem – A. E. Housman
- Hughley Steeple poem – A. E. Housman
- Hughley Steeple poem – A. E. Housman
- Ho, everyone that thirsteth poem – A. E. Housman
- Ho, everyone that thirsteth poem – A. E. Housman
- Here Dead We Lie poem – A. E. Housman
- From Far, From Eve and Morning poem – A. E. Housman
- From Far, From Eve and Morning poem – A. E. Housman
- Fragment of a Greek Tragedy poem – A. E. Housman
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
