“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:
- Ольга Берггольц – Ты в пустыню меня послала
- Parallel Lies by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Against Unworthy Praise by William Butler Yeats
- Аля Кудряшева – Поперек
- And the days are not full enough poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Untitled IV by Yunus Emre
- Sonnet CXLVII by William Shakespeare
- Integrity
- Maenad by Sylvia Plath
- Sonet 36 by William Alexander
- Robert Burns: Kellyburn Braes:
- Remorse: A Fragment by Robert Burns
- lines_and_squares.html
- ah poor moon by Raj Arumugam
- market_square.html
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
- On The High Price Of Fish by William Cowper
- On the Grasshopper (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- On The Death Of The Bishop Of Ely. Anno Aet. 17. (Translated From Milton) by William Cowper
- On The Death Of Mrs. Throckmorton’s Bullfinch by William Cowper
- On The Death Of Damon. (Translated From Milton) by William Cowper
- On The Benefit Received By His Majesty From Sea-Bathing, In The Year 1789 by William Cowper
- On The Author Of Letters On Literature by William Cowper
- On The Astrologers (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- On Receiving Heyne’s Virgil From Mr. Hayley by William Cowper
- On Receiving Hayley’s Picture by William Cowper
- On Receipt Of My Mother’s Picture by William Cowper
- On Pedigree. From Epicharmus by William Cowper
- On Pallas Bathing, From A Hymn Of Callimachus by William Cowper
- On One Ignorant And Arrogant (Translated From Owen) by William Cowper
- On Observing Some Names Of Little Note Recorded In The Biographia Britannica by William Cowper
- On Niobe (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- On Mrs. Montague’s Feather Hangings by William Cowper
- On Miltiades by William Cowper
- On Late Acquired Wealth (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- On Invalids (From The Greek) 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.