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:
- Владимир Маяковский – Бруклинский мост
- Владимир Высоцкий – Штормит весь вечер, и, пока
- Владимир Ступкин – Тоска
- Blue Squills by Sara Teasdale
- Religious Obsession — translation from Dharmamoha by Rabindranath Tagore
- Old Homeless Man by Walter William Safar
- The Eolian Harp by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Kore by Robert Creeley
- Владимир Домрин – Якутия
- Lying Down by Robert Desnos
- Rhapsody on a Windy Night by T. S. Eliot
- Landscapes poem – Andree Chedid poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Tent poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Sonnet 127: In the old age black was not counted fair by William Shakespeare
- Highway to Happiness by Stacey Chillemi
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
- Sonnet VII. To Solitude poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet VI. To G. A. W. poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet V. To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To The Nile poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Spenser poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Sleep poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Mrs. Reynolds’s Cat poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Homer poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To George Keats: Written In Sickness poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Chatterton poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Byron poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. To A Young Lady Who Sent Me A Laurel Crown poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. To A Lady Seen For A Few Moments At Vauxhall poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. The Human Seasons poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. The Day Is Gone poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. On The Sea poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. On Peace poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. On Leigh Hunt’s Poem ‘The Story of Rimini’ poem – John Keats poems
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.