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:
- Валерий Брюсов – Гесперидовы сады
- Гавриил Державин – Модное остроумие
- Олег Григорьев – Крадучись, точно вор
- Владимир Маяковский – В шикарном вагоне, в вагоне-салоне… (Главполитпросвет №315)
- Sea World by Nin Andrews
- The Answer by Sara Teasdale
- Pensive on Her Dead Gazing, I Heard the Mother of All. by Walt Whitman
- The Flower of Mending by Vachel Lindsay
- The Image Of Delight by William Ellery Leonard
- An Old Man’s Thought of School. by Walt Whitman
- Олег Григорьев – Дождь
- Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame by William Shakespeare
- Book1 Prologue by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- The Moon And The Yew Tree by Sylvia Plath
- The Homeless Man by Mary TallMountain
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
- Robert Burns: Scroggam, My Dearie:
- Robert Burns: When She Cam’ Ben She Bobbed :
- Robert Burns: The Weary Pund O’ Tow:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Fergusson, The Poet :
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Robert Burns: My Native Land Sae Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: Thou Gloomy December :
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive:
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
- Robert Burns: O May, Thy Morn:
- Robert Burns: A Grace After Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: A Grace Before Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: The Keekin’-Glass:
- Robert Burns: Divine Service In The Kirk Of Lamington:
- Robert Burns: The Toadeater:
- Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility:
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle To Robert Graham, ESQ., Of Fintry:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Maxwell, ESQ., Of Terraughty : On His Birthday.
- Robert Burns: O Kenmure’s On And Awa, Willie:
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.