A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
I was sold to the Rao of Ilore,
Slender and tall was he.
When his litter carried him down the street
I peeped through the thatch to see.
Ah, the eyes of the Rao of Ilore,
My lover that was to be!
The hair that lay on his youthful brow
Was curled like an ocean wave;
His eyes were lit with a tender smile,
But his lips were soft and grave.
For sake of these things I was still with joy
When the silver coins were paid,
And they took me up to the Palace gates,
Delighted and unafraid.
Ah, the eyes of the Rao of Ilore,
May never their brilliance fade!
So near was I to the crown of life!
Ten thousand times, alas!
The Diwan leant from the latticed hall,
Looked down and saw me pass.
He begged for me from the Rao of Ilore,
Who answered, “She is thine,
Thou wert ever more than a father to me,
And thy desires are mine.”
Ah, the eyes of the Rao of Ilore
That never had looked in mine!
My years were spent in the Diwan’s Courts,
My youth died down that day.
For sake of thine own content of mind
My lost beloved, I pray
That never my Lord a love may know
Like that he threw away.
Ah, the eyes of the Rao of Ilore,
Who threw my life away!
A few random poems:
- Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st by William Shakespeare
- The Human Tragedy ACT I poem – Alfred Austin
- God fashioned the ship of the world carefully. by Stephen Crane
- Do not be ashamed by Wendell Berry
- Омар Хайям – Из допущенных в рай и повергнутых в ад
- Sonnet 51: Thus can my love excuse the slow offence by William Shakespeare
- Валерий Брюсов – И снова давние картины
- Владимир Маяковский – Дядя ЭМЭСПЭО
- Как тамада я выступаю в роли теоретика
- Native Moments. by Walt Whitman
- Scots, Wha Hae Wi’ Wallace Bled by Robert Burns
- Омар Хайям – Ад и рай
- Epigram : To Leonora Singing At Rome (Translated From Milton) by William Cowper
- Sonnet Iii
- Sunday Morning by Susan King Saunders
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
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Poems in English
- Sir Philip Sidney; Astrophel and Stella: XXIII by Sir Philip Sidney
- Ring Out Your Bells by Sir Philip Sidney
- Psalm 19: Coeli Enarrant by Sir Philip Sidney
- Philomela by Sir Philip Sidney
- Loving In Truth, And Fain In Verse My Love To Show by Sir Philip Sidney
- Leave Me, O Love Which Reachest But To Dust by Sir Philip Sidney
- Come Sleep, O Sleep! The Certain Knot Of Peace by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: XXXIX by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: XXXIII by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: XX by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: XV by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: XLI by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: XCII by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella VII: WhenNature Made her Chief Work by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel And Stella-Sonnet XXXI by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel And Stella-Sonnet LIV by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel And Stella; Sonnet CVIII by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella LXXXIV: HIGHWAY by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: LXXI by Sir Philip Sidney
- Astrophel and Stella: LXIV by Sir Philip Sidney
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Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.