The fires that burn on all the hills
Light up the landscape grey,
The arid desert land distills
The fervours of the day.
The clear white moon sails through the skies
And silvers all the night,
I see the brilliance of your eyes
And need no other light.
The death sighs of a thousand flowers
The fervent day has slain
Are wafted through the twilight hours,
And perfume all the plain.
My senses strain, and try to clasp
Their sweetness in the air,
In vain, in vain; they only grasp
The fragrance of your hair.
The plain is endless space expressed;
Vast is the sky above,
I only feel, against your breast,
Infinities of love.

A few random poems:
- The Change
- Love Sonnet LIV poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Beans Taste Fine by Shel Silverstein
- A March Afternoon poem – Amy Cavanaugh poems | Poems and Poetry
- Blue Glass by Ross D Tyler
- Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art by William Shakespeare
- Олег Бундур – Играю в школьном спектакле
- a deceving reflection by vanessa anderson
- Jacke-On-Both-Sides by William Strode
- Hallowed Pleäces by William Barnes
- Decalogue poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Ox Tamer, The. by Walt Whitman
- Sonnet 83: I never saw that you did painting need by William Shakespeare
- Compensation by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Британишский – Чюрлёнис
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
- The Merry Guide poem – A. E. Housman
- The Lent Lily poem – A. E. Housman
- The Laws of God, The Laws of Man poem – A. E. Housman
- The Lads in Their Hundreds poem – A. E. Housman
- The Lads in Their Hundreds poem – A. E. Housman
- The Isle Of Portland poem – A. E. Housman
- The Immortal Part poem – A. E. Housman
- The Immortal Part poem – A. E. Housman
- The Grizzly Bear poem – A. E. Housman
- The Fairies Break Their Dances poem – A. E. Housman
- The Chestnut Casts His Flambeaux poem – A. E. Housman
- Tell me not here, it needs not saying poem – Alfred Edward Housman
- Tell me not here, it needs not saying poem – Alfred Edward Housman
- Shot? So Quick, So Clean an Ending? poem – A. E. Housman
- Shot? So Quick, So Clean an Ending? poem – A. E. Housman
- Say, Lad, Have You Things to Do? poem – A. E. Housman
- Say, Lad, Have You Things to Do? poem – A. E. Housman
- Reveille poem – A. E. Housman
- Others, I Am Not the First poem – A. E. Housman
- Others, I Am Not the First 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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.