Why above others was I so blessed
And honoured? to be chosen one
To hold you, sleeping, against my breast,
As now I may hold your only son.
Twelve months ago; that wonderful night!
You gave your life to me in a kiss;
Have I done well, for that past delight,
In return, to have given you this?
Look down at his face, your face, beloved,
His eyes are azure as yours are blue.
In every line of his form is proved
How well I loved you, and only you.
I felt the secret hope at my heart
Turned suddenly to the living joy,
And knew that your life and mine had part
As golden grains in a brass alloy.
And learning thus, that your child was mine,
Thrilled by the sense of its stirring life,
I held myself as a sacred shrine
Afar from pleasure, and pain, and strife,
That all unworthy I might not be
Of that you had deigned to cause to dwell
Hidden away in the heart of me,
As white pearls hide in a dusky shell.
Do you remember, when first you laid
Your lips on mine, that enchanted night?
My eyes were timid, my lips afraid,
You seemed so slender and strangely white.
I always tremble; the moments flew
Swiftly to dawn that took you away,
But this is a small and lovely you
Content to rest in my arms all day.
Oh, since you have sought me, Lord, for this,
And given your only child to me,
My life devoted to yours and his,
Whilst I am living, will always be.
And after death, through the long To Be,
(Which, I think, must surely keep love’s laws,)
I, should you chance to have need of me,
Am ever and always, only yours.
A few random poems:
- On One Ignorant And Arrogant (Translated From Owen) by William Cowper
- Untitled XVII by Yunus Emre
- Landscape At The End Of The Century by Stephen Dunn
- Roaming in Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Soul by Malkia Charlee NoCry
- Ольга Берггольц – Украина
- Portrait From The Infantry
- Sonnet III by William Shakespeare
- To the author(s) of Manimekalai by T. Wignesan
- A Maiden by Sara Teasdale
- I did not want to stop you by Luz del Alba Nicola
- Николай Языков – Елагиной
- On A Good Man (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- English Poetry. Edna St. Vincent Millay. Assault. Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей.
- Mushrooms by Sylvia Plath
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
- Bereavement by William Lisle Bowles
- Beautiful Aberfoyle by William Topaz McGonagall
- Balmoral Castle by William Topaz McGonagall
- An Ode in Time of Hesitation by William Vaughn Moody
- An Excursion Steamer Sunk in the Tay by William Topaz McGonagall
- An Address to the New Tay Bridge by William Topaz McGonagall
- An Address to Shakespeare by William Topaz McGonagall
- All Kinds by William Wright Harris
- A Welcome by William Browne
- A Soldier’s Reprieve by William Topaz McGonagall
- A Requisition to the Queen by William Topaz McGonagall
- A Poetry Reading At West Point by William Matthews
- A Grey Day by William Vaughn Moody
- I see the Four-fold Man by William Blake
- An Imitation of Spenser by William Blake
- Gwin King of Norway by William Blake
- Intorduction to the Songs of Experience by William Blake
- Fair Elanor by William Blake
- England! awake! awake! awake! by William Blake
- I Rose Up at the Dawn of Day by William Blake
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.