The sins of Youth are hardly sins,
So frank they are and free.
‘T is but when Middle-age begins
We need morality.
Ah, pause and weigh this bitter truth:
That Middle-age, grown cold,
No comprehension has of Youth,
No pity for the Old.
Youth, with his half-divine mistakes,
She never can forgive,
So much she hates his charm which makes
Worth while the life we live.
She scorns Old Age, whose tolerance
And calm, well-balanced mind
(Knowing how crime is born of chance)
Can pardon all mankind.
Yet she, alas! has all the power
Of strength and place and gold,
Man’s every act, through every hour,
Is by her laws controlled.
All things she grasps with sordid hands
And weighs in tarnished scales.
She neither feels, nor understands,
And yet her will prevails!
Cold-blooded vice and careful sin,
Gold-lust, blind selfishness,–
The shortest, cheapest way to win
Some, worse than cheap, success.
Such are her attributes and aims,
Yet meekly we obey,
While she to guide and order claims
All issues of the day.
You seek for honour, friendship, truth?
Let Middle-age be banned!
Go, for warm-hearted acts, to Youth;
To Age,–to understand!
A few random poems:
- An April Love poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Корнилов – Трофейный фильм
- empty_room.html
- Robert Burns: My Eppie Macnab:
- Sunflowers by Martin Willitts Jr.
- When I am asleep and crumbling in the tomb by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Coole Park, 1929 by William Butler Yeats
- Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath love put in my head by William Shakespeare
- Вера Полозкова – И катись бутылкой по автостраде
- Владимир Британишский – А весна наступает все же
- Robert Burns: Here’s To Thy Health:
- Psalm 87 poem – John Milton poems
- Юрий Галансков – Мне больно
- Because I’ve Learned by William Ellery Leonard
- My Journey by Vikki Bonyata
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
- I Awake and Choose To Live by P.J.Reed
- I Am Me by Patrick Neo Mabiletsa
- I am Ireland by Patrick Pearse
- I Am In Pain For You by Patrick Neo Mabiletsa
- HEAL ME by WALID SABA
- Ghost Girl by P.J.Reed
- Full Moon by Walid Saba
- Expressive Moments by Pamela Griffiths
- Expectations by Pamela Griffiths
- Epic by Patrick Kavanagh
- Drowning. Not Waving by P.J.Reed
- Don’t Need Anything by Pat Mullan
- Dinner Date by P.J.Reed
- Detached Living by P.J.Reed
- Desire # 4 by Patricia Fargnoli
- Décembre austral by Patryck Froissart
- Death Fugue by Paul Celan
- Deaf Mute in the Pear Tree by P. K. Page
- Crystal by Paul Celan
- Corona by Paul Celan
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.