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:
- Mystic by Sylvia Plath
- Song—A Fiddler in the North by Robert Burns
- Oh You Are Coming by Sara Teasdale
- Threshold by Rabindranath Tagore
- Love In Autumn by Sara Teasdale
- At The Last Watch by Rabindranath Tagore
- Respondez! by Walt Whitman
- Hauntings by Rupert Brooke
- Orlando Furioso Canto 22 by Ludovico Ariosto
- Rhymes for Gloriana by Vachel Lindsay
- Beggars by William Wordsworth
- Вера Павлова – В ранец тетрадки собраны
- An Art by Satish Verma
- Why do ye torture me? by Patrick Pearse
- Владимир Набоков – О, любовь, ты светла и крылата
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
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот какое обещание молодой солдат дает… (Главполитпросвет №376)
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот для чего мужику самолет
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот что говорил Ленин на съезде политпросветов (Главполитпросвет №385)
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот что для голодающих прислали из-за границы, ассоциации и частные лица (Главполитпросвет №363)
- Владимир Маяковский – Вопль кустаря
- Владимир Маяковский – Вон самогон
- Владимир Маяковский – Война окончена… (РОСТА №898)
- Владимир Маяковский – Военно-морская любовь
- Владимир Маяковский – Во весь голос
- Владимир Маяковский – Внимательное отношение к взяточникам
- Владимир Маяковский – Вместо 2 280 товарных вагонов… (РОСТА №920)
- Владимир Маяковский – Власть канцелярии – вот слова “бюрократия” перевод… (РОСТА №655)
- Владимир Маяковский – Весна (Город зимнее снял)
- Владимир Маяковский – Весенняя ночь
- Владимир Маяковский – Весь провел советский план… (Главполитпросвет №41)
- Владимир Маяковский – Версаль
- Владимир Маяковский – Венера Милосская и Вячеслав Полонский
- Владимир Маяковский – Вегетарианцы
- Владимир Маяковский – Важнейший совет домашней хозяйке
- Владимир Маяковский – Вам нравится есть?.. (РОСТА №528)
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.