The Stars await, serene and white,
The unarisen moon;
Oh, come and stay with me to-night,
Beside the salt Lagoon!
My hut is small, but as you lie,
You see the lighted shore,
And hear the rippling water sigh
Beneath the pile-raised floor.
No gift have I of jewels or flowers,
My room is poor and bare:
But all the silver sea is ours,
And all the scented air
Blown from the mainland, where there grows
Th’ “Intriguer of the Night,”
The flower that you have named Tube rose,
Sweet scented, slim, and white.
The flower that, when the air is still
And no land breezes blow,
From its pale petals can distil
A phosphorescent glow.
I see your ship at anchor ride;
Her “captive lightning” shine.
Before she takes to-morrow’s tide,
Let this one night be mine!
Though in the language of your land
My words are poor and few,
Oh, read my eyes, and understand,
I give my youth to you!
A few random poems:
- Федор Сологуб – Зачем, скажи
- A Sketch by William Wordsworth
- Two Sisters Of Persephone by Sylvia Plath
- On Delia (Bid Adieu, My Sad Heart) by William Cowper
- To Independence by Tobias Smollett
- Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility:
- Ode To Sleep by Thomas Warton
- Extinguish Thou My Eyes by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Владимир Британишский – Дали ему дивизию
- Why?
- Robert Burns: The Lad They Ca’Jumpin John:
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мог бы быть я при тёще, при тесте
- Incendiary by Vernon Scannell
- Robert Burns: On Chloris Being Ill:
- St. Roach by Muriel Rukeyser
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
- Come up from the Fields, Father. by Walt Whitman
- City of Ships. by Walt Whitman
- City of Orgies. by Walt Whitman
- City Dead-House, The. by Walt Whitman
- Chanting the Square Deific. by Walt Whitman
- Centenarian’s Story, The. by Walt Whitman
- Cavalry Crossing a Ford. by Walt Whitman
- Carol of Words. by Walt Whitman
- Carol of Occupations. by Walt Whitman
- Camps of Green. by Walt Whitman
- By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame. by Walt Whitman
- By Broad Potomac’s Shore. by Walt Whitman
- Brother of All, with Generous Hand. by Walt Whitman
- Bivouac on a Mountain Side. by Walt Whitman
- Behold this Swarthy Face. by Walt Whitman
- Behavior. by Walt Whitman
- Beginning my Studies. by Walt Whitman
- Beginners. by Walt Whitman
- Beautiful Women. by Walt Whitman
- Beat! Beat! Drums! by Walt Whitman
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.