A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Nearer and nearer cometh the car
Where the Golden Goddess towers,
Sweeter and sweeter grows the air
From a thousand trampled flowers.
We two rest in the Temple shade
Safe from the pilgrim flood,
This path of the Gods in olden days
Ran royally red with blood.
Louder and louder and louder yet
Throbs the sorrowful drum–
That is the tortured world’s despair,
Never a moment dumb.
Shriller and shriller shriek the flutes,
Nature’s passionate need–
Paler and paler grow my lips,
And still thou bid’st them bleed.
Deeper and deeper and deeper still,
Never a pause for pain–
Darker and darker falls the night
That golden torches stain.
Closer, ah! closer, and still more close,
Till thy soul reach my soul–
Further, further, out on the tide
From the shores of self-control.
Glowing, glowing, to whitest heat,
Thy feverish passions burn,
Fiercer and fiercer, cruelly fierce,
To thee my senses yearn.
Fainter and fainter runs my blood
With desperate fight for breath–
This, my Beloved, thou sayest is Love,
Or I should have deemed it Death!

A few random poems:
- A Rabbit As King Of The Ghosts by Wallace Stevens
- Remember the Tick by RD McManes
- Олег Сердобольский – Два кораблика
- Medicine to my brain poem – Andrew Vassell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Oh Life I Have Taken You For My Lover
- My Invisible Valentine by Nin Andrews
- A Song of the English by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: Rantin’, Rovin’ Robin:
- Юнна Мориц – За невлюбленными людьми
- Ballad of the Army Carts by Tu Fu
- The Miller’s Daughter poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Beyond Darkness And Despair by Renu Ayyar
- Epigram on a Country Laird (Cardoness) by Robert Burns
- Poetic Justice by Robby Charters
- Яков Полонский – А. Н. Майкову (ответ на стихи его: Полонский! Суждено опять судьбою злою)
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 Высоцкий – На острове необитаемом
- Владимир Высоцкий – На Филиппинах бархатный сезон
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы живём в большом селе Большие Вилы
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы вращаем Землю
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы вместе грабили одну и ту же хату
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы просто куклы
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы бдительны, мы тайн не разболтаем
- Владимир Высоцкий – Моя клятва (Первый стих)
- Владимир Высоцкий – Москва-Одесса
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мой Гамлет
- Высоцкий – Спасибо, что живой: стих, текст “Мой черный человек в костюме сером” – Poetry Monster
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мог бы быть я при тёще, при тесте
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне в душу ступит кто-то посторонний
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне скулы от досады сводит
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне каждый вечер зажигают свечи
- Владимир Высоцкий – Михаилу Шемякину под впечатлением от серии “Чрево”
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мистерия хиппи
- Владимир Высоцкий – Милицейский протокол
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мажорный светофор, трёхцветье, трио
- Владимир Высоцкий – Маски
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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.