A poem by Alexander Pushkin – Pouchkine, Pooshkin (1799-1837), in English translation
With the hostile camp in skirmish
Our men once were changing shot,
Pranced the Delibash his charger
‘Fore our ranks of Cossacks hot.
Trifle not with free-born Cossacks!
Nor too o’er foolhardy be!
Thy mad mood thou wilt atone for–
On his pike he’ll skewer thee!
‘Ware friend Cossack! Or at full bound,
Off thy head, at lightning speed
With his scimitar he’ll sever
From thy trunk! He will indeed!
What confusion! What a roaring!
Halt! thou devil’s pack, have care!
On the pike is lanced the horseman–
Headless stands the Cossack there!
A few random poems:
- Disabled by Wilfred Owen
- The Servant When He Reigneth by Rudyard Kipling
- Lovesong by Ted Hughes
- The Child and the Mariner by William Henry Davies
- Thoughts Mahomed Akram
- Goblins Of The Steppes poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Lines on Fergusson, the Poet by Robert Burns
- Владислав Крапивин – Спокойная ночь
- Kore by Robert Creeley
- Prayer
- Гавриил Державин – Похвала комару
- Robert Burns: The Captain’s Lady:
- Владимир Высоцкий – Палач
- Robert Burns: The Lovely Lass O’ Inverness:
- A HYMN TO VENUS AND CUPID by Robert Herrick
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
- Graydigger’s Home by William Stafford
- For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid by William Stafford
- Atavism by William Stafford
- Ask Me by William Stafford
- Allegiances by William Stafford
- Across Kansas by William Stafford
- A Ritual To Read To Each Other by William Stafford
- Sonnet 127: In the old age black was not counted fair by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 126: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 125: Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 124: If my dear love were but the child of state by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 123: No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 122: Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 121: Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 120: That you were once unkind befriends me now by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 118: Like as to make our appetite more keen by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 117: Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds by William Shakespeare
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
Alexander Pushkin (1799-1937) was a Russian poet, playwright and prose writer, founder of the realistic trend in Russian literature, literary critic and theorist of literature, historian, publicist, journalist; one of the most important cultural figures in Russia in the first third of the 19th century.