The snow falls soft and thick. My cedar bough
Sways up and down, and scratches on the glass.
The wind sighs in the chimney, as I sit,
With elbows on my knees, before the fire,
Resting a crumpled chin in hollow’d palms.
There is great trouble in the cold and dark;
And other girls shrink off and steal away,
To crouch in lonely rooms and look at fires,
And look at their dead joys and living griefs,-
But they are pitied. None would pity me.
Friends come to seek them, and lay tender hands
On their bow’d heads and sore and restless hearts.
They find the wound, and drop the healing oil;
They lift the burden off, or make it light.
But they would smile, unless they laugh’d, at mine.
O still, warm fire, you will not bubble up
In mocking flames,-your heart will soon be cold!
O wind-for you have seen the roses bloom,
And the shrunk petals fall and drift away-
You hear, and sob and sigh as you go past!
Is unrequited love so sad a thing?
Ay, ay,-but this is even sadder still;
To want to love, and not to have the power-
To meet your king at last with empty hands-
To be so young, and to have squander’d all!
Alas, alas! to know your wine is sour-
To have loved wrong, with love despoil’d of trust,
Dishonour’d love, that mix’d itself with hate,-
To see the pearl of price laid at your feet,
And know your wealth is gone for dross and lies!
Ay, ’tis the saddest thing to want to love,
To want to cling, when you have lost your strength-
To feel the ashes choking up the hearth,
And think how bright a fire there might have been,-
To know when you are loved, too late-too late!
A few random poems:
- Илья Эренбург – Вы приняли меня в изысканной гостиной
- Robert Burns: Extempore Reply To An Invitation:
- You by Thonda Sri Indrani
- Rivers Don’t Gi’e Out by William Barnes
- This Living Hand poem – John Keats poems
- Ruth A-Ridèn by William Barnes
- Владимир Маяковский – Почему нет помощи от Румынии (Главполитпросвет №327)
- Fragment of a Greek Tragedy poem – A. E. Housman
- Rhyme by the Bog by Robby Charters
- Howard Stern’s Wine
- THE IRISH GUARDS by Rudyard Kipling
- Spenserian Stanza. Written At The Close Of Canto II, Book V, Of “The Faerie Queene” poem – John Keats poems
- Noe more unto my thoughts appeare by Sidney Godolphin
- Владимир Бенедиктов – К женщине
- In Defense of Santa Claus
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
- Nominalism Is A Liquid Kuhi
- My Mother’s Grief
- If Truth In Hearts That Perish
- I Havent Betrayed You My Hometown
- Eclipse Of Love
- Divided Passion
- Death039s Claim
- Dear Bhikkhu A Eulogy
- As With A Senryu S Hardening Ridge
- A Gogyohka And The Forgotten Panopticon
- A Faded Postcard Is A Tanka Daydream
- The Dead Woman poem – Pablo Neruda
- If Truth in Hearts That Perish poem – A. E. Housman
- Fragment of a Greek Tragedy poem – A. E. Housman
- Diffugere Nives poem – A. E. Housman
- Water Strider
- The Infernal Regions
- Honeycomb
- Dark Matter
- Wet City Night
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

Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.