“This is no time for saying ‘no'”
Were thy last words to me,
And yet my lips refused the kiss
They might have given thee.
How could I know
That thou wouldst go
To sleep so far from me?
They took thee to the Burning-Ghat,
Oh, Lallji, my desire,
And now a faint and lonely flame
Uprises from the pyre.
The thin grey smoke in spirals drifts
Across the opal sky.
Would that I were a wife of thine,
And thus with thee could die!
How could I know
That thou wouldst go,
Oh, Lallji, my desire?
The lips I missed
The flames have kissed
Upon the Sandal pyre.
If one should meet me with a knife
And cut my heart in twain,
Then would he see the smoke arise
From every severed vein.
Such is the burning, inward fire,
The anguish of my pain,
For my Beloved, whose dying lips
Implored a kiss–in vain!
How could I know
That thou wouldst go,
Oh, Lallji, my desire?
Too young thou art
To lay thy heart
Upon the Sandal pyre.
Thy wife awaits her coming child;
What were a child to me,
If I might take thee in these arms
And face the flames with thee?
The priests are chanting round the pyre,
At dusk they will depart
And leave to thee thy lonely rest,
To me my lonelier heart.
How could I know
Thou lovedst me so?
Upon the Sandal pyre
He lies forsaken.
The flames have taken
My Lallji, my desire!
A few random poems:
- The Columbian Exchange Beginning With Spanish Colonization
- The Rape of the Lock: Canto 1 poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Long For This World by Sophie Hannah
- Иван Мятлев – Розы
- Less Than The Cloud To The Wind by Sara Teasdale
- Вера Павлова – Ты вольно или невольно
- Calypso by W H Auden
- Mr. Eliot’s Sunday Morning Service by T. S. Eliot
- Follower by Seamus Heaney
- We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman
- Wardens Of The Wave poem – Alfred Austin
- Альфред де Мюссе – Друзья мои! Когда умру я
- Fare Well by Walter de la Mare
- Михаил Кузмин – Туманный день пройдет уныло
- Old Man poem – Alexander Pushkin
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
- Doomes-Day: The Fourth Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The First Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Fifth Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Eleventh Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Eighth Houre by William Alexander
- Doomes-Day: The Second Houre by William Alexander
- An Eccho by William Alexander
- A Short View Of: The State Of Man by William Alexander
- A Parænesis To Prince Henry by William Alexander
- Written In A Quarrel by William Cowper
- Written In A Fit Of Illness. R. S. S. by William Cowper
- Written After Leaving Her At New Burns by William Cowper
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season by William Cowper
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season (3) by William Cowper
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season (2) by William Cowper
- Verses Written At Bath, On Finding The Heel Of A Shoe by William Cowper
- Verses Printed By Himself On A Flood At Olney by William Cowper
- To The Rev. Mr. Newton, On His Return From Ramsgate by William Cowper
- To The Rev. Mr. Newton : An Invitation Into The Country by William Cowper
- To Mary by William Cowper
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.