Behold the human race! What wonder thing!
My tears in sadness wet, in joy they`re bright.
We have the fancy things of a queen, king,
And female voices for the ear jut right.
And when of age our faces turn to old,
What animal compares with such a look?
We have the patience to work the pearl, the gold,
And hands the most delicious meals to cook.
So then with a loud voice and surely clean
I can cry out all o`er the universe,
“Yes, listen now, this`s what I truly mean:
The human race is far from any curse.”
The ground is rich enough to give the flowers,
But mind immmense is God who makes us towers.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Оливер Голдсмит – Песенка
- Владимир Высоцкий – Солдат и привидение
- Вера Павлова – Память, дырявый мешок
- The Milk-Maid O’ The Farm by William Barnes
- Mark The Concentrated Hazels That Enclose by William Wordsworth
- Notice What This Poem Is Not Doing by William Stafford
- The Allies poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Dialogue Song—Philly and Willy by Robert Burns
- The Merchant of Copan [In English and Spanish]
- Hymn To Death by William Cullen Bryant
- Низами Гянджеви – Розу пологом колючим
- Love by Robert Creeley
- Swift’s Epitaph by William Butler Yeats
- An Imperial Rescript by Rudyard Kipling
- Smoke Off by Shel Silverstein
Some external links:
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).
