There were Roses in the hedges, and Sunshine in the sky,
Red Lilies in the sedges, where the water rippled by,
A thousand Bulbuls singing, oh, how jubilant they were,
And a thousand flowers flinging their sweetness on the air.
But you, who sat beside me, had a shadow in your eyes,
Their sadness seemed to chide me, when I gave you scant replies;
You asked “Did I remember?” and “When had I ceased to care?”
In vain you fanned the ember, for the love flame was not there.
“And so, since you are tired of me, you ask me to forget,
What is the use of caring, now that you no longer care?
When Love is dead his Memory can only bring regret,
But how can I forget you with the flowers in your hair?”
What use the scented Roses, or the azure of the sky?
They are sweet when Love reposes, but then he had to die.
What could I do in leaving you, but ask you to forget,–
I suffered, too, in grieving you; I all but loved you yet.
But half love is a treason, that no lover can forgive,
I had loved you for a season, I had no more to give.
You saw my passion faltered, for I could but let you see,
And it was not I that altered, but Fate that altered me.
And so, since I am tired of love, I ask you to forget,
What is the use you caring, now that I no longer care?
When Love is dead, his Memory can only bring regret;
Forget me, oh, forget me, and my flower-scented hair!
A few random poems:
- Song—Bessy and her Spinnin Wheel by Robert Burns
- An Act of Faith by Talha Jafri
- Владимир Высоцкий – Величальная отцу
- English Poetry. Philip James Bailey. Festus – 44. Филип Джеймс Бэйли.
- Robert Burns: Address Of Beelzebub: To the Right Honourable the Earl of Breadalbane, President of the Right Honourable and Honourable the Highland Society, which met on the 23rd of May last at the Shakespeare, Covent Garden, to concert ways and means to frustrate the designs of five hundred Highlanders, who, as the Society were informed by Mr. M’Kenzie of Applecross, were so audacious as to attempt an escape from their lawful lords and masters whose property they were, by emigrating from the lands of Mr. Macdonald of Glengary to the wilds of Canada, in search of that fantastic thing-Liberty.
- I’m not listening by Rashmi Sreekumar
- Ludwig Von Beethoven’s Return To Vienna by Rita Dove
- How a Little Girl Sang by Vachel Lindsay
- Prize poem – Amanda James DIll poems | Poems and Poetry
- Альфред Теннисон – Пересекая Черту
- The Hemp by Stephen Vincent Benet
- O Beauty, Passing Beauty! poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Олег Бундур – Обновки
- Вера Павлова – Перед дальней дорогой
- Song of Poplars poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
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
- A Prayer For Old Age by William Butler Yeats
- A Prayer For My Son by William Butler Yeats
- A Nativity by William Butler Yeats
- A Memory Of Youth by William Butler Yeats
- A Meditation In Time Of War by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: X. His Wildness by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: VIII. Summer And Spring by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: VII. The Friends Of His Youth by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: VI. His Memories by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: V. The Empty Cup by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: IX. The Secrets Of The Old by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: IV. The Death Of The Hare by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: III. The Mermaid by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: II. Human Dignity by William Butler Yeats
- A Man Young And Old: I. First Love by William Butler Yeats
- A Last Confession by William Butler Yeats
- A Friend’s Illness by William Butler Yeats
- A First Confession by William Butler Yeats
- A Faery Song by William Butler Yeats
- A Drunken Man’s Praise Of Sobriety by William Butler Yeats
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
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Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
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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.