As Men in Greenland left beheld the sun
From their horizon run;
And thought upon the sad half-year
Of cold and darkness they must suffer there:
So on my parting mistress did I look;
With such swoln eyes my farewell took;
Ah, my fair star! said I;
Ah, those blest lands to which bright Thou dost fly!
In vain the men of learning comfort me,
And say I ‘m in a warm degree;
Say what they please, I say and swear
‘T is beyond eighty at least, if you’re not here.
It is, it is; I tremble with the frost,
And know that I the day have lost;
And those wild things which men they call,
I find to be but bears or foxes all.
Return, return, gay planet of mine East,
Of all that shines thou much the best!
And, as thou now descend’st to sea,
More fair and fresh rise up from thence to me!
Thou, who in many a propriety,
So truly art the sun to me,
Add one more likeness (which I’m sure you can)
And let me and my sun beget a man!
A few random poems:
- Fool by Rabindranath Tagore
- Popcorn, Glass Balls, and Cranberries by Vachel Lindsay
- Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive by Robert Burns
- I Am Of Ireland by William Butler Yeats
- Reading by William Marr
- Doomes-Day: The Second Houre by William Alexander
- My Ink by Mike Yuan
- Olney Hymn 57: The New Convert by William Cowper
- Robert Burns: Bonie Peg-a-Ramsay:
- Аля Кудряшева – Невозможно держать в памяти все человечество
- Иван Варавва – Кубань
- Владимир Корнилов – Собака подлеца
- Владимир Маяковский – Новый враг
- Владимир Маяковский – Тамара и демон
- Alexander
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
- Earthy Anecdote by Wallace Stevens
- A Dish Of Peaches In Russia by Wallace Stevens
- Depression Before Spring by Wallace Stevens
- A Clear Day And No Memories by Wallace Stevens
- In The Carolinas by Wallace Stevens
- Another Weeping Woman by Wallace Stevens
- Anecdote Of Canna by Wallace Stevens
- You Felons on Trial in Courts. by Walt Whitman
- Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours. by Walt Whitman
- Years of the Modern. by Walt Whitman
- Year that Trembled. by Walt Whitman
- Year of Meteors, 1859 ’60. by Walt Whitman
- World, Take Good Notice. by Walt Whitman
- World Below the Brine, The. by Walt Whitman
- With Antecedents. by Walt Whitman
- With All Thy Gifts. by Walt Whitman
- Whoever You are, Holding Me now in Hand. by Walt Whitman
- Who Learns My Lesson Complete? by Walt Whitman
- Who is now Reading This? by Walt Whitman
- Whispers of Heavenly Death. by Walt Whitman
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.