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:
- Sonnet 125: Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy by William Shakespeare
- Epigoni by Neil Outar
- O Sing, Fair Lady, When With Me poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Наум Коржавин – Не верь, что ты поэта шире
- Robert Burns: Address Of Beelzebub: To the Right Honourable the Earl of Breadalbane, President of the Right Honourable and Honourable the Highland Society, which met on the 23rd of May last at the Shakespeare, Covent Garden, to concert ways and means to frustrate the designs of five hundred Highlanders, who, as the Society were informed by Mr. M’Kenzie of Applecross, were so audacious as to attempt an escape from their lawful lords and masters whose property they were, by emigrating from the lands of Mr. Macdonald of Glengary to the wilds of Canada, in search of that fantastic thing-Liberty.
- Владимир Британишский – Куда ты уйдешь
- A Mother’s Lament for her Son’s Death by Robert Burns
- The Narrative by Talha Jafri
- Robert Burns: O Lay Thy Loof In Mine, Lass:
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Предостережение
- Владимир Британишский – Не поселятся ли олени
- Кондратий Рылеев – Не вчера ли в хороводе
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Весенний дождь
- Song Of The Parao Camping Ground
- Владимир Маяковский – Права кооперации расширены декретом… (Главполитпросвет №154)
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
- Владимир Британишский – Феодосия, Керчь, Таганрог
- Владимир Британишский – Эх, из огня да в полымя
- Владимир Британишский – Этот вечер
- Владимир Британишский – Есть добрая, есть и дурная слава
- Владимир Британишский – Еретик
- Владимир Британишский – Емуртла
- Владимир Британишский – Екатеринбургский модерн
- Владимир Британишский – Единственный шаман, которого я видел
- Владимир Британишский – Дым отечества
- Владимир Британишский – Двуединство души
- Владимир Британишский – Другу
- Владимир Британишский – Дождик
- Владимир Британишский – Дороги
- Владимир Британишский – Дом (Время ведь с годами ведь)
- Владимир Британишский – Дом, как бог
- Владимир Британишский – Добравшись до водораздела
- Владимир Британишский – Девятое января
- Владимир Британишский – Державин был солдат
- Владимир Британишский – Дали ему дивизию
- Владимир Британишский – Далекая скрипка
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.