A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
This man has taken my Husband’s life
And laid my Brethren low,
No sister indeed, were I, no wife,
To pardon and let him go.
Yet why does he look so young and slim
As he weak and wounded lies?
How hard for me to be harsh to him
With his soft, appealing eyes.
His hair is ruffled upon the stone
And the slender wrists are bound,
So young! and yet he has overthrown
His scores on the battle ground.
Would I were only a slave to-day,
To whom it were right and meet
To wash the stains of the War away,
The dust from the weary feet.
Were I but one of my serving girls
To solace his pain to rest!
Shake out the sand from the soft loose curls,
And hold him against my breast!
Have we such beauty around our Throne?
Such lithe and delicate strength?
Would God that I were the senseless stone
To support his slender length!
I hate those wounds that trouble my sight,
Unknown! how I wish you lay,
Alone in my silken tent to-night
While I charmed the pain away.
I would lay you down on the Royal bed,
I would bathe your wounds with wine,
And setting your feet against my head
Dream you were lover of mine.
My Crown is heavy upon my hair,
The Jewels weigh on my breast,
All I would leave, with delight, to share
Your pale and passionate rest!
But hands grow restless about their swords,
Lips murmur below their breath,
“The Queen is silent too long!” “My Lords,
–Take him away to death!”

A few random poems:
- Огюст Барбье – Тициан
- Dans les filets de midi by Martine Morillon-Carreau
- Peace poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Ephemera by William Butler Yeats
- A Day-Dream’s Reflection by William Allingham
- Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep by Mary Frye
- At First. To Charlotte Cushman. by Sidney Lanier
- The Brave and the Love Flute by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
- Flora by William Morris
- Омар Хайям – Красой затмила ты Китая дочерей
- Валерий Брюсов – Ленин
- Never Try To Trick Me With A Kiss by Sylvia Plath
- Hark! Hark! The Lark by William Shakespeare
- Нина Воронель – Я не хочу опять вернуться в детство
- Шекспир – Разлука сердце делит пополам – Сонет 39
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
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Poems in English
- A Poet by Thomas Hardy
- A Meeting With Despair by Thomas Hardy
- A Man (In Memory of H. of M.) by Thomas Hardy
- A King’s Soliloquy [On the Night of His Funeral] by Thomas Hardy
- In A Wood by Thomas Hardy
- “I Sometimes Think” by Thomas Hardy
- A Death-Day Recalled by Thomas Hardy
- A Conversation At Dawn by Thomas Hardy
- A Confession To A Friend In Trouble by Thomas Hardy
- A Commonplace Day by Thomas Hardy
- A Circular by Thomas Hardy
- A Christmas Ghost Story by Thomas Hardy
- Amabel by Thomas Hardy
- Ah, Are You Digging On My Grave? by Thomas Hardy
- After The Visit by Thomas Hardy
- After Schiller by Thomas Hardy
- After A Journey by Thomas Hardy
- Additions: The Fire at Tranter Sweatley’s by Thomas Hardy
- “According to the Mighty Working” by Thomas Hardy
- A Wife In London by Thomas Hardy
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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.