I know I love my race, and why no so?
But for outside beauty I wish the rose.
If people vex me, ” Your heart needs to grow!”
I say, “God gave the rose secure-fixed pose.”
But of my race, there`s something I`d ne`er change
For flowers fair, or pearls, or pure gold:
Of his surviving nature his huge range;
How much his blood keeps us we all in hold.
So here I am deep in my human mirth,
And though I`ve eyes and taste for pretty things,
My heart and mind revere and praise my birth,
And then my soul does look divine and sings.
Yes, beauty, we love thee; fault of the eye.
I`m proud I am the night; my chin`up high.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Rising and Falling of Trees by Patricia Fargnoli
- Mozart’s Grave poem – Alfred Austin
- motionless_body.html
- Butterflies by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Force Of Prayer, Or, The Founding Of Bolton, A Tradition by William Wordsworth
- Leave Me, O Love Which Reachest But To Dust by Sir Philip Sidney
- I see you moon by Raj Arumugam
- Nutting by William Wordsworth
- Николай Языков – Е. Н. Мандрыкиной (В младой груди моей о вас воспоминанья)
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Певец
- Какое имя чудное Валерия
- Faun by Sylvia Plath
- Wisdom in Love by Lutfi Abdallah a.k.a Laso
- Вера Павлова – Сражаться с прошлым
- The First Anniversary Of The Government Under O.C. poem – Andrew Marvell poems
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).
