Ay, many and many a year’s gone by,
Since the dawn of that day in spring,
When we met in the pine-woods, Harry and I,
And he gave me this golden ring.
I had lovers in plenty, of high degree,
Who wooed in my father’s hall;
But none were so noble and brave as he,
Though he was the scorn’d of all.
On the soft, green grass, where the shadows lay,
All fleck’d with the sun and dew,
With a ring and a kiss did we seal, that day,
Our vow to be leal and true.
‘Twas a life-long vow;-but they did not know-
And they thought not of love or pain;-
We met just once in the sleet and snow-
We were never to meet again!
He was sent away o’er the blank, wide sea,
And I, with my hopes and fears,
Had never a message to comfort me
For over a score of years.
They laugh’d at my heart, they paraded my hand,
But I answer’d them, cold and grim-
“If Harry ne’er comes to his native land,
They shall only belong to him.”
At last came a tale from the battle-field;-
And they were not scornful now.
The sentence of exile might be repealed-
They would honour our plighted vow!
They told how my Harry, like olden knights,
Had fought for his land and Queen;
Fought hard and well on the Alma heights,
Where the deadliest strife was seen.
They told how he fell in the fire and smoke,
And they gave me his things to keep;
They wonder’d why I never cried or spoke,-
But it was too late to weep.

A few random poems:
- To A Sad Daughter by Michael Ondaatje
- I’m Out O’ Door by William Barnes
- Tezcotzinco
- Blanche Sweet by Vachel Lindsay
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
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- An Hymn To The Evening by Phillis Wheatley
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- Юлия Друнина – Другу
- Christmas poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Луговской – Повелитель бумаги
- Images by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Ольга Седакова – Когда говорю я: помилуй
- Наум Коржавин – К моему двадцатипятилетию
- Come Skating by Shel Silverstein
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
- Night At The Marina by Shreekumar Varma
- Hymn by Sidney Godolphin
- Lord when the wise men came from farr by Sidney Godolphin
- Kumarakom (after the boat tragedy) by Shreekumar Varma
- Hymn by Sidney Godolphin
- Stir in Stillness by Shruti Talnikar
- Statistic by Shivam Pandya
- Projector by Shreekumar Varma
- Noe more unto my thoughts appeare by Sidney Godolphin
- Night At The Marina by Shreekumar Varma
- Lord when the wise men came from farr by Sidney Godolphin
- Kumarakom (after the boat tragedy) by Shreekumar Varma
- Hymn by Sidney Godolphin
- Cloris, it is not thy disdaine by Sidney Godolphin
- Night by Sidney Lanier
- My Springs by Sidney Lanier
- Martha Washington by Sidney Lanier
- Marsh Hymns by Sidney Lanier
- Laus Mariae by Sidney Lanier
- Laughter In The Senate by Sidney Lanier
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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.