In sadness deep I at the rose do look
And see it human with tears down her face
And think how badly my heart you so took
And how much your lines quite the rose debase,
For you have a beauty that came from above.
You`re mortal only for one day you`ll die.
At times you look so peaceful, poor the dove!
I felt for you, and now I want to cry.
Oh, you are female, prettiness so high!
You`re water fresh when drunk a different taste.
It`s hard to see how much you eyes do lie.
I can`t believe you skin that looks so chaste.
I lived for beauty; made it my high pride
And cried my heart and mind; oh, cruel ouside!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Cyclists poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Набоков – Верба
- Федор Сологуб – Лихо
- Robert Burns: My Heart’s In The Highlands:
- Василий Курочкин – Дама приятная во всех отношениях
- Владимир Высоцкий – Здравствуй, “Юность”
- The Last Battle Of The Cid
- Нина Воронель – С моим житьем, поспешным и тряпичным
- Михаил Лермонтов – Булевар
- Afraid of rabbit HOLE by Neelam Sinha
- Bereavement by William Lisle Bowles
- Old Boy poem – A. Van Jordan poems
- Новелла Матвеева – Есть вопиющий быт, есть вещие примеры
- South Africa by Ronald G. Auguste
- Quicksand Years. by Walt Whitman
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
