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:
- Шекспир – Но не боюсь и смерть – Сонет 80
- Medical Ethics
- Владимир Динец – Над степью весенней
- Pañuelos de La Alhambra by Mara Romero Torres
- What the Gray-Winged Fairy Said by Vachel Lindsay
- Pomona by William Morris
- IV: Some Verses: To The Author by William Alexander
- Sonnet 48: How careful was I, when I took my way by William Shakespeare
- Two Songs From A Play by William Butler Yeats
- Николай Глазков – Четыре времени года
- Not Here by Rumi
- Broceliande
- The Winged Mariners
- In Imitation of E. of Rochester : On Silence poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- A Song of the White Men by Rudyard Kipling
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
- An Aquarium poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Afternoon Rain in State Street poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Afternoon Rain in State Street poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Aftermath poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Aftermath poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- After Hearing a Waltz poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- After Hearing a Waltz poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Absence poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Absence poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Winter Ride poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Winter Ride poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Tulip Garden poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Tale of Starvation poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Tale of Starvation poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Roxbury Garden poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Roxbury Garden poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Petition poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Petition poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M. poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M. poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
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.