A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Alone, I wait, till her twilight gate
The Night slips quietly through,
With shadow and gloom, and purple bloom,
Flung over the Zenith blue.
Her stars that tremble, would fain dissemble
Light over lovers thrown,–
Her hush and mystery know no history
Such as day may own.
Day has record of pleasure and pain,
But things that are done by Night remain
For ever and ever unknown.
For a thousand years, ‘neath a thousand skies,
Night has brought men love;
Therefore the old, old longings rise
As the light grows dim above.
Therefore, now that the shadows close,
And the mists weird and white,
While Time is scented with musk and rose;
Magic with silver light.
I long for love; will you grant me some?
Day is over at last.
Come! as lovers have always come,
Through the evenings of the Past.
Swiftly, as lovers have always come,
Softly, as lovers have always come
Through the long-forgotten Past.
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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
- At the Galleria Shopping Mall by Tony Hoagland
- America by Tony Hoagland
- A Color of the Sky by Tony Hoagland
- To His Mistress In Absence by Torquato Tasso
- “What weeping, or what dewfall,” by Torquato Tasso
- “Once we were happy” by Torquato Tasso
- “O you, far colder, whiter” by Torquato Tasso
- “Life of my life, you seem to me” by Torquato Tasso
- “Hedge, that divides the lovely” by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 06 – part 07 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 06 – part 06 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 06 – part 05 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 06 – part 03 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 06 – part 02 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 04 – part 04 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 04 – part 03 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 04 – part 01 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 03 – part 05 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 03 – part 04 by Torquato Tasso
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 03 – part 03 by Torquato Tasso
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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.