INDEED I must confess,
When souls mix ‘t is an happiness;
But not complete till bodies too do combine,
And closely as our minds together join:
But half of heaven the souls in glory taste,
Till by love in heaven, at last,
Their bodies too are plac’d.
In thy immortal part
Man, as well as I, thou art;
But something’t is that differs thee and me;
And we must one even in that difference be.
I thee, both as a man and woman, prize;
For a perfect love implies
Love in all capacities.
Can that for true love pass,
When a fair woman courts her glass?
Something unlike must in love’s likeness be;
His wonder is, one, and variety:
For he, whose soul nought but a soul can move,
Does a new Narcissus prove,
And his own image love.
That souls do beauty know,
‘T is to the bodies’ help they owe;
If, when they know ‘t, they straight abuse that trust,
And shut the body from’t, ‘t is as unjust
As if I brought my dearest friend to see
My mistress, and at th’ instant he
Should steal her quite from me.

A few random poems:
- Let The Weary World Go Round poem – Alfred Austin
- Lover’s Gifts LVI: The Evening Was Lonely by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Британишский – Единственный шаман, которого я видел
- I Entreat You, Alfred Tennyson by Walter Savage Landor
- Goblins Of The Steppes poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Annus Memorabilis : Written in Commemoration of His Majesty’s Happy Recovery by William Cowper
- Николай Карамзин – Соловей, галки и вороны
- Break, Break, Break poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Маленькой Женни
- Владислав Ходасевич – Опять во тьме. У наших ног
- The Reverie of Poor Susan by William Wordsworth
- Sonnet XI. On First Looking Into Chapman’s Homer poem – John Keats poems
- The Silence In The Church
- Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman
- If Old Men Fought by Mac McGovern
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
- Tip-Toe-ing by Mahak Raithatha S
- They Would Love To See Me Dead by Mahmoud Darwish
- These nights by Manushya Puthiran
- The Sound Of Your Breathing by Mac McGovern
- The Pigeons Fly by Mahmoud Darwish
- The Mouse by Mac McGovern
- The Most Exquisite Creature Of My Dreams by Mac McGovern
- The Husband’s Black Hands by Mallika Sengupta
- The Frivolity of Dreaming by Mahi Chauhan
- The Eve of Saint Agnes by Malcolm Massiah
- The end by Mahak Raithatha S
- The cake by Mahak Raithatha S
- Thanksgiving by Mac Hammond
- State of Siege by Mahmoud Darwish
- Southern Song by Margaret Walker
- Soul by Malkia Charlee NoCry
- Sonnet V by Mahmoud Darwish
- She’s Flawless by Mandy Williams
- She Looks by Mac McGovern
- She got her wings by Mahak Raithatha S
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
Abraham Cowley (1618 – 1667), the Royalist Poet.Poet and essayist Abraham Cowley was born in London, England, in 1618. He displayed early talent as a poet, publishing his first collection of poetry, Poetical Blossoms (1633), at the age of 15. Cowley studied at Cambridge University but was stripped of his Cambridge fellowship during the English Civil War and expelled for refusing to sign the Solemn League and Covenant of 1644. In turn, he accompanied Queen Henrietta Maria to France, where he spent 12 years in exile, serving as her secretary. During this time, Cowley completed The Mistress (1647). Arguably his most famous work, the collection exemplifies Cowley’s metaphysical style of love poetry. After the Restoration, Cowley returned to England, where he was reinstated as a Cambridge fellow and earned his MD before finally retiring to the English countryside. He is buried at Westminster Abbey alongside Geoffrey Chaucer and Edmund Spenser. Cowley is a wonderful poet and an outstanding representative of the English baroque.