A wave-worn boulder, with green sea-moss wrapping
A silken mantle o’er its jagged sides;
And silvery, seething waters softly lapping
Through gulfs and channels hollow’d by the tides:
A lime-cliff overhead, o’erhanging grimly,
A dash of sunlight on its breast of snow;
The white line of the breakers, stretching dimly
Along the narrow sea-beach down below:
The grey waste of the waters, with one slender,
Glimmering, golden ripple far away;
The haze of summer twilight, sweet and tender,
Veiling the fair face of the dying day:
The measured plash of surf upon the shingle,
The ceaseless gurgle through the rocks and stones;
No sound of struggling human life, to mingle
With those mysterious and eternal tones!
No sound-no sound,-a hungry sea-mew only
Breaking the stillness with her little cry;
And the low whisper, when ’tis all so lonely,
Of soft south breezes as they wander by:-
I see it all; sweet dreams of it are thronging
In full floods back upon my weary brain;
To-night, in my dark chamber, the old longing
Almost fulfils its very self again.
The dying sunbeams, on the far waves glinting,
Come like warm kisses to my lips and brow,
Soothing my spirit-all its grey thoughts tinting
With tender shades of golden colour now.
Alone and still, I sit, and think, and listen,
Looking out westward o’er the darkening sea;
My seat the boulder, where the spray-drops glisten;
The tall, white cliffs my regal canopy.
And, as I sit, the fretting cares and sorrows,
Weighing so heavy when the work is done,
The gloomy yesterdays and dim to-morrows,
They slip away and vanish one by one,-
Slip backward to the world that lies behind me,
Every by sinful footsteps overtrod;
And in this unstain’d world leave nought to bind me,
This sweet world, fillèd with the peace of God!

A few random poems:
- Аля Кудряшева – Рыбный вальсок
- Василий Курочкин – На погребение бедового критика
- Last Curtain by Rabindranath Tagore
- Иван Мятлев – Приди, приди
- William Cullen Bryant – William Cullen Bryant
- Николай Заболоцкий – Тбилисские ночи
- Robert Burns: The Last Time I Came O’er The Moor:
- Robert Burns: I’ll Go And Be A Sodger:
- An Incantation by Thomas Moore
- In The Evening
- Constantia039s Song
- Li Po drowns by Raj Arumugam
- An Epitaph On The Marchioness Of Winchester poem – John Milton poems
- The Epic of Jack and Jill by Robby Charters
- Epigram at Brownhill Inn by Robert Burns
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
- V: Some Verses: To The Author Parthenius by William Alexander
- To Prince Charles by William Alexander
- To his Majestie by William Alexander
- The Sonnet, The Lady, And The Prince by William Alexander
- The Roses And The Mothers Cannot Choose by William Alexander
- Sonet 58 by William Alexander
- Sonet 57 by William Alexander
- Sonet 56 by William Alexander
- Sonet 55 by William Alexander
- Sonet 54 by William Alexander
- Sonet 53 by William Alexander
- Sonet 52 by William Alexander
- Sonet 51 by William Alexander
- Sonet 50 by William Alexander
- Sonet 5 by William Alexander
- Sonet 49 by William Alexander
- Sonet 48 by William Alexander
- Sonet 47 by William Alexander
- Sonet 44 by William Alexander
- Sonet 43 by William Alexander
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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.