Life’s a name
That nothing here can truly claim;
This wretched inn, where we scarce stay to bait,
We call our dwelling-place!
And mighty voyages we take,
And mighty journeys seem to make,
O’er sea and land, the little point that has no space.
Because we fight and battles gain,
Some captives call, and say, “the rest are slain”;
Because we heap up yellow earth, and so
Rich, valiant, wise, and virtuous seem to grow;
Because we draw a long nobility
From hieroglyphic proofs of heraldry-
We grow at last by Custom to believe,
That really we Live;
Whilst all these Shadows, that for Things we take,
Are but the empty Dreams which in Death’s sleep we make.
A few random poems:
- Николай Гербель – Введение к поэме
- A Galloway Song poem – John Keats poems
- Song—A Bottle and Friend by Robert Burns
- Bloodstains from Iraq poem – Yuyutsu Sharma poems | Poetry Monster
- Владимир Высоцкий – Странные скачки
- The Dunciad: Book I. poem – Alexander Pope
- Fragment Of An Ode To Maia. Written On May Day 1818 poem – John Keats poems
- Robert Burns: Lament For James, Earl Of Glencairn:
- Robert Burns: The True Loyal Natives:
- Гавриил Державин – Осень
- 白色四月
- O Singer in Brown by Mary Gilmore
- Lost poem – Alfred Austin
- Allegory Of The Cave by Stephen Dunn
- Three Songs Of Zahir U Din
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
- Sir Giles’ War-Song by William Morris
- Sir Galahad, a Christmas Mystery by William Morris
- Sad-Eyed and Soft and Grey by William Morris
- Riding Together by William Morris
- Pomona by William Morris
- Our Hands Have Met by William Morris
- Night by William Morris
- Near But Far Away by William Morris
- Near Avalon by William Morris
- Mine and Thine by William Morris
- March by William Morris
- Love’s Gleaning Tide by William Morris
- King Arthur’s Tomb by William Morris
- In Prison by William Morris
- Iceland First Seen by William Morris
- For the Bed at Kelmscott by William Morris
- Flora by William Morris
- Earth the Healer, Earth the Keeper by William Morris
- Day by William Morris
- Autumn by William Morris
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
Abraham Cowley (1618 – 1667), the Royalist Poet.Poet and essayist Abraham Cowley was born in London, England, in 1618. He displayed early talent as a poet, publishing his first collection of poetry, Poetical Blossoms (1633), at the age of 15. Cowley studied at Cambridge University but was stripped of his Cambridge fellowship during the English Civil War and expelled for refusing to sign the Solemn League and Covenant of 1644. In turn, he accompanied Queen Henrietta Maria to France, where he spent 12 years in exile, serving as her secretary. During this time, Cowley completed The Mistress (1647). Arguably his most famous work, the collection exemplifies Cowley’s metaphysical style of love poetry. After the Restoration, Cowley returned to England, where he was reinstated as a Cambridge fellow and earned his MD before finally retiring to the English countryside. He is buried at Westminster Abbey alongside Geoffrey Chaucer and Edmund Spenser. Cowley is a wonderful poet and an outstanding representative of the English baroque.