Oh, Silver Stars that shine on what I love,
Touch the soft hair and sparkle in the eyes,–
Send, from your calm serenity above,
Sleep to whom, sleepless, here, despairing lies.
Broken, forlorn, upon the Desert sand
That sucks these tears, and utterly abased,
Looking across the lonely, level land,
With thoughts more desolate than any waste.
Planets that shine on what I so adore,
Now thrown, the hour is late, in careless rest,
Protect that sleep, which I may watch no more,
I, the cast out, dismissed and dispossessed.
Far in the hillside camp, in slumber lies
What my worn eyes worship but never see.
Happier Stars! your myriad silver eyes
Feast on the quiet face denied to me.
Loved with a love beyond all words or sense,
Lost with a grief beyond the saltest tear,
So lovely, so removed, remote, and hence
So doubly and so desperately dear!
Stars! from your skies so purple and so calm,
That through the centuries your secrets keep,
Send to this worn-out brain some Occult Balm,
Send me, for many nights so sleepless, sleep.
And ere the sunshine of the Desert jars
My sense with sorrow and another day,
Through your soft Magic, oh, my Silver Stars!
Turn sleep to Death in some mysterious way.

A few random poems:
- Down in the valley by Marcin Malek
- Desire for You by Seema Gupta
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope
- A New Psalm for the Chapel of Kilmarnock by Robert Burns
- The Window
- STEPPING OUT by Satish Verma
- Harry Ploughman poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- The First Part: Sonnet 1 – In my first years, and prime yet not at height by William Drummond
- In the Old Age of the Soul poem – Ezra Pound poems
- In Uncertainty To A Lady poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Федор Сологуб – Солнце, которому больно
- Юрий Коринец – Стихи о вшах
- Lover’s Gifts XVI: She Dwelt Here by the Pool by Rabindranath Tagore
- Nature that Washed Her Hands in Milk by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Владимир Британишский – Очереди
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
- Book Fifth-Books by William Wordsworth
- Book Eleventh: France [concluded] by William Wordsworth
- Book Eighth: Retrospect–Love Of Nature Leading To Love Of Man by William Wordsworth
- “Behold Vale! I Said, When I Shall Con” by William Wordsworth
- Beggars by William Wordsworth
- “Avaunt All Specious Pliancy Of Mind” by William Wordsworth
- At Applewaite, Near Keswick 1804 by William Wordsworth
- ” As faith thus sanctified the warrior’s crest” by William Wordsworth
- Artegal And Elidure by William Wordsworth
- Anticipation, October 1803 by William Wordsworth
- Animal Tranquility And Decay by William Wordsworth
- Anecdote For Fathers by William Wordsworth
- Andrew Jones by William Wordsworth
- “And Is It Among Rude Untutored Dales” by William Wordsworth
- An Evening Walk by William Wordsworth
- Among All Lovely Things My Love Had Been by William Wordsworth
- Alice Fell, Or Poverty by William Wordsworth
- After-Thought by William Wordsworth
- “Advance – Come Forth From Thy Tyrolean Ground” by William Wordsworth
- Admonition by William Wordsworth
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.