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:
- Wind by Ted Hughes
- Soulmating by Mike Yuan
- Faith and Faiths by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
- Владимир Маяковский – В шикарном вагоне, в вагоне-салоне… (Главполитпросвет №315)
- Николай Заболоцкий – Лодейников
- Advent by Patrick Kavanagh
- Written In Early Youth. The Time,–An Autumnal Evening by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Fiesta Melons by Sylvia Plath
- Daryl, My Son by Ronald G. Auguste
- Last Invocation, The. by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Близ берегов
- Анатолий Жигулин – О, Родина, в неярком блеске
- Robert Burns: To Mary In Heaven:
- Юнна Мориц – Античная картина
- English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Hymn 2. Исаак Уоттс.
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
- Colonus’ Praise by William Butler Yeats
- Colonel Martin by William Butler Yeats
- Closing by William Butler Yeats
- Church And State by William Butler Yeats
- Chosen by William Butler Yeats
- Man And The Echo by William Butler Yeats
- Mad As The Mist And Snow by William Butler Yeats
- Lullaby by William Butler Yeats
- Long-Legged Fly by William Butler Yeats
- Lines Written In Dejection by William Butler Yeats
- Leda And The Swan by William Butler Yeats
- Lapis Lazuli by William Butler Yeats
- King And No King by William Butler Yeats
- John Kinsella’s Lament For Mrs. Mary Moore by William Butler Yeats
- Into The Twilight by William Butler Yeats
- In The Seven Woods by William Butler Yeats
- In Tara’s Halls by William Butler Yeats
- In Memory Of Major Robert Gregory by William Butler Yeats
- In Memory Of Eva Gore-Booth And Con Markiewicz by William Butler Yeats
- In Memory Of Alfred Pollexfen by William Butler Yeats
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.