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
- The Sun Was Slumbering in the West by Thomas Hood
- The Portrait by Siegfried Sassoon
- a_city_one_wish.html
- I Begin To Think by Satish Verma
- Lines To Fanny poem – John Keats poems
- Morning-Land by Siegfried Sassoon
- He Gives His Beloved Certain Rhymes by William Butler Yeats
- Esteem for Chloris by Robert Burns
- Twilight Acts of Decadence. by Michael Levy
- Untitled XXVI by Yunus Emre
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Haunted. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- Morning at the Window by T. S. Eliot
- My Last Will by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Омар Хайям – О, если б, захватив с собой стихов диван
- His Last Request to Julia by Robert Herrick
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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).
