A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
There is something so beseeching in the attitude of sleep,
A pathetic resignation, most appealing to the heart. .
There must surely be some secret that the eyes in slumber keep,
Which the lips, on their awakening, could not, if they would, impart.
See yon Slave from Sus, recumbent, with his ebon arms outspread
On the marigolds he crushes to a sheet of golden flowers,
How the mystery of dreaming lends a halo to his head,
And exalts him to a level never reached in waking hours.
In the form that lies impassive, while the sea-wind comes and goes
And uplifts his rags in pity, on its cool refreshing breath
There is something so prophetic of the Last and Great Repose:
Sleep has borrowed, in its quietude, the Dignity of Death.
Though his parted lips are wordless, though he breathes no uttered prayer
Yet his silence seems imploring “Let me deem the noonday night,
For my dreams are velvet-breasted, and they shelter me from care,
I entreat thee not to wake me to the sorrows of the light.”
Ah, sleep on, in peace, my brother, to awaken when thou wi1t,
From the dreams that treat thee kindly, and the rest that sets thee free.
With the wild fig for thy canopy, the marigolds thy quilt,
And, to serve thee for a lullaby, the thunder of the Sea’
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- Of the Visage of Things. by Walt Whitman
- Иван Дмитриев – Сверчки
- Rainbow Hues by Suchi Gaur
- Dead Musicians by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Epicure
- last_word_to_childhood.html
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- A Fact, And An Imagination, Or, Canute And Alfred, On The Seashore by William Wordsworth
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 03 – part 03 by Torquato Tasso
- Sonnet 10: For shame, deny that thou bear’st love to any by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Британишский – Служба
- Anecdote For Fathers by William Wordsworth
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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
- Шекспир – Уж если ты разлюбишь – Сонет 90
- Шекспир – У сердца с глазом тайный договор – Сонет 47
- Шекспир – У бедной музы красок больше нет – Сонет 103
- Шекспир – Ты положи с моей любовью рядом – Сонет 117
- Шекспир – Считать часы и спрашивать – Сонет 58
- Шекспир – С любовью связан жизненный мой путь – Сонет 92
- Шекспир – Разлука сердце делит пополам – Сонет 39
- Шекспир – Проснись, любовь – Сонет 56
- Шекспир – Про черный день – Сонет 63
- Шекспир – Пример тебе подобной красоты – Сонет 84
- Шекспир – Прекрасный облик в зеркале ты видишь – Сонет 3
- Шекспир – По совести скажи – Сонет 10
- Шекспир – Но не боюсь и смерть – Сонет 80
- Шекспир – Неужто я, приняв любви венец – Сонет 114
- Шекспир – Не позволяю помыслам ревнивым – Сонет 57
- Шекспир – Мой глаз гравером стал – Сонет 24
- Шекспир – Мои глаза в тебя не влюблены – Сонет 141
- Шекспир – Мне показалось, что была зима – Сонет 97
- Шекспир – Меня не радует твоя печаль – Сонет 34
- Шекспир – Любовь – не кукла жалкая в руках – Сонет 116
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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.