LOVE in her sunny eyes does basking play;
Love walks the pleasant mazes of her hair;
Love does on both her lips for ever stray
And sows and reaps a thousand kisses there.
In all her outward parts Love’s always seen;
But, oh, He never went within.
Within Love’s foes, his greatest foes abide,
Malice, Inconstance, and Pride.
So the Earth’s face, trees, herbs, and flowers do dress,
With other beauties numberless;
But at the center, darkness is, and Hell;
There wicked spirits, and there the Damned dwell.
With me alas, quite contrary it fares;
Darkness and death lies in my weeping eyes,
Despair and paleness in my face appears,
And grief, and fear, Love’s greatest enemies;
But, like the Persian tyrant, Love within
Keeps his proud court, and ne’re is seen.
Oh take my heart, and by that means you’ll prove
Within, too stor’d enough of Love;
Give me but yours, I’ll by that change so thrive,
That Love in all my parts shall live.
So powerful is this change, it render can,
My outside woman, and your inside man.
A few random poems:
- Огюст Барбье – Рафаэль
- Robert Burns: The Auld Farmer’s New-Year-Morning Salutation To His Auld Mare, Maggie: On giving her the accustomed ripp of corn to hansel in the New Year.
- Roots and Leaves Themselves Alone. by Walt Whitman
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season (3) by William Cowper
- Robert Burns: On James Grieve, Laird Of Boghead, Tarbolton :
- Milagros Retenidos poem – Ana Chig poems | Poems and Poetry
- On the Death of a Young Gentleman by Phillis Wheatley
- The Conundrum of the Workshops by Rudyard Kipling
- Accidents by Russell Edson
- Late Evening Song by Weldon Kees
- Вера Звягинцева – Всхожу на мост
- Veronica’s Napkin by William Butler Yeats
- An Epistle to A Friend
- Sonnet IX. Keen, Fitful Gusts Are poem – John Keats poems
- Big Grab by Tony Hoagland
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Life of Ms Anonymous by Raj Arumugam
- life begins tomorrow by Raj Arumugam
- Li Po, the moon and me by Raj Arumugam
- Li Po drowns by Raj Arumugam
- Let us pull, pull the boat by Raj Arumugam
- let us go with no care by Raj Arumugam
- let the calm of the evening by Raj Arumugam
- let’s love the lawn by Raj Arumugam
- let’s go mummy by Raj Arumugam
- laugh to cry by Raj Arumugam
- last words to the moon by Raj Arumugam
- Kangaroo talks to the Sun by Raj Arumugam
- Kadambari by Raj Arumugam
- it flows by Raj Arumugam
- in praise of the moon by Raj Arumugam
- I waited by Raj Arumugam
- I see you moon by Raj Arumugam
- I just love you by Raj Arumugam
- I bring hope and love by Raj Arumugam
- I am Yun Du-seo by Raj Arumugam
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works

Abraham Cowley (1618 – 1667), the Royalist Poet.Poet and essayist Abraham Cowley was born in London, England, in 1618. He displayed early talent as a poet, publishing his first collection of poetry, Poetical Blossoms (1633), at the age of 15. Cowley studied at Cambridge University but was stripped of his Cambridge fellowship during the English Civil War and expelled for refusing to sign the Solemn League and Covenant of 1644. In turn, he accompanied Queen Henrietta Maria to France, where he spent 12 years in exile, serving as her secretary. During this time, Cowley completed The Mistress (1647). Arguably his most famous work, the collection exemplifies Cowley’s metaphysical style of love poetry. After the Restoration, Cowley returned to England, where he was reinstated as a Cambridge fellow and earned his MD before finally retiring to the English countryside. He is buried at Westminster Abbey alongside Geoffrey Chaucer and Edmund Spenser. Cowley is a wonderful poet and an outstanding representative of the English baroque.