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
- A Way to Love God by Robert Penn Warren
- Robert Burns: It Was A’ For Our Rightfu’ King:
- Владимир Степанов – Рукавицы для лисицы
- Alone by Walter de la Mare
- To Gnedich poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Федор Сологуб – Кукушка кукует
- Ольга Седакова – Успение
- On a certain Lady at Court poem – Alexander Pope
- An Astrologer’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- With All Thy Gifts. by Walt Whitman
- Вера Павлова – Снег
- TEMPORARY AND NOW by PEGGY AYLSWORTH
- The Columbian Exchange Beginning With Spanish Colonization
- Dawned Again
- Simon Lee: The Old Huntsman by William Wordsworth
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).
