Fate has given me many a gift
To which men most aspire,
Lovely, precious and costly things,
But not my heart’s desire.
Many a man has a secret dream
Of where his soul would be,
Mine is a low verandah’d house
In a tope beside the sea.
Over the roof tall palms should wave,
Swaying from side to side,
Every night we should fall asleep
To the rhythm of the tide.
The dawn should be gay with song of birds,
And the stir of fluttering wings.
Surely the joy of life is hid
In simple and tender things!
At eve the waves would shimmer with gold
In the rosy sunset rays,
Emerald velvet flats of rice
Would rest the landward gaze.
A boat must rock at the laterite steps
In a reef-protected pool,
For we should sail through the starlit night
When the winds were calm and cool.
I am so tired of all this world,
Its folly and fret and care.
Find me a little scented home
Amongst thy loosened hair.
Give me a soft and secret place
Against thine amber breast,
Where, hidden away from all mankind,
My soul may come to rest.
Many a man has a secret dream
Of where his life might be;
Mine is a lovely, lonely place
With sunshine and the sea.

A few random poems:
- Colors And Sounds
- Иван Елагин – Спрашивал ответа
- AMBITION by Robert Herrick
- Яков Полонский – Ночь на восточном берегу Черного моря
- In The Night by Stevie Smith
- Think of the Soul. by Walt Whitman
- Олег Чупров – Вечером поздним потянет к Печоре
- Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes by William Shakespeare
- The Young British Soldier by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Степанов – Волнушки
- Владимир Маяковский – Советский Союз, намотай на ус – кто Юз
- Ode on St. Cecilia’s Day poem – Alexander Pope
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 06 – part 07 by Torquato Tasso
- Robert Burns: The Laddie’s Dear Sel’:
- Doomes-Day: The Fifth Houre by William Alexander
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
- The Princess: A Medley: Our Enemies have Fall’n poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: O Swallow poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Home they Brought her Warrior Dead poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Come down, O Maid poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: Ask me no more poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Princess: A Medley: As thro’ the land poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Passing Of Arthur poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Palace of Art poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Owl poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Oak poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Miller’s Daughter poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Merman poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Mermaid poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Marriage Of Geraint poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Lord of Burleigh poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Letters poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Last Tournament poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Lady of Shalott | Best Love Poems
- The Holy Grail poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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.