Happy insect, what can be
In happiness compared to thee?
Fed with nourishment divine,
The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
Nature waits upon thee still,
And thy verdant cup does fill;
‘Tis filled wherever thou dost tread,
Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing,
Happier than the happiest king!
All the fields which thou dost see,
All the plants belong to thee;
All the summer hours produce,
Fertile made with early juice.
Man for thee does sow and plow,
Farmer he, and landlord thou!
Thou dost innocently enjoy;
Nor does thy luxury destroy.
The shepherd gladly heareth thee,
More harmonious than he.
Thee country hinds with gladness hear,
Prophet of the ripened year!
Thee Phoebus loves, and does inspire
Phoebus is himself thy sire.
To thee, of all things upon earth,
Life is no longer than thy mirth.
Happy insect! happy thou,
Dost neither age nor winter know;
But when thou’st drunk, and danced, and sung
Thy fill, the flowery leaves among,
(Voluptuous and wise withal,
Epicurean animal!)
Sated with thy summer feast,
Thou retir’st to endless rest.

A few random poems:
- Epilogue by Vachel Lindsay
- The Uses of the Eye by Paul Blackburn
- Валерий Брюсов – Из латинской антологии (Нежный стихов аромат услаждает безделие девы)
- Нина Воронель – Бабий стих
- Юлия Друнина – Альпинисту
- Seeking Beauty by William Henry Davies
- Feelings Of A Noble Biscayan At One Of Those Funerals by William Wordsworth
- Sonet 44 by William Alexander
- Elegy III. Anno Aet. 17. On The Death Of The Bishop Of Winchester (Translated From Milton) by William Cowper
- Song—A Rose-bud by my Early Walk by Robert Burns
- Владимир Вишневский – Из дневника читателя
- Doomes-Day: The Third Houre by William Alexander
- Robert Burns: On Tam The Chapman:
- There Came a Soul by Rita Dove
- Yell of Pain by Maria Ivana Trevisani Bach
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
- In Praise Of England poem – Alfred Austin
- Impromptu: To Frances Garnet Wolseley poem – Alfred Austin
- If I To You But Sorry Bring poem – Alfred Austin
- I Chide Not At The Seasons poem – Alfred Austin
- Hymn To Death poem – Alfred Austin
- Grandmother’s Teaching poem – Alfred Austin
- Gleaners Of Fame poem – Alfred Austin
- Farewell To Spring poem – Alfred Austin
- The Golden Age poem – Alfred Austin
- “The flower, full blown, now bends the stalk, now breaks” poem – Alfred Austin
- The Fallen Elm poem – Alfred Austin
- The Evening Light poem – Alfred Austin
- The Dregs Of Love poem – Alfred Austin
- The Door Of Humility poem – Alfred Austin
- The Death Of Huss poem – Alfred Austin
- The Dance At Darmstadt poem – Alfred Austin
- The Challenge Answered poem – Alfred Austin
- The Aquittal Of Phryne poem – Alfred Austin
- “Take not the Gods to task, for they are wise” poem – Alfred Austin
- Sweet Love Is Dead poem – Alfred Austin
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.