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:
- Ольга Ермолаева – Барственный Шехтель все ирисы лепит на фриз
- Where Be Ye Going, You Devon Maid? poem – John Keats poems
- Mafeking poem – Alfred Austin
- An Epistle To Robert Lloyd, Esq. by William Cowper
- Going for Water by Robert Frost
- Bill ‘Awkins by Rudyard Kipling
- A Summary History of Lord Clive by William Topaz McGonagall
- Олег Бундур – Окошки
- Appeal by Ndue Ukaj
- The Tree of Scarlet Berries poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sonnet 07
- Нина Гаген-Торн – Возвращение
- An Exiles Farewell
- Bury Me In My Shades by Shel Silverstein
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
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
- Владимир Британишский – Крепостная интеллигенция
- Владимир Британишский – Красный конь
- Владимир Британишский – Край Земли
- Владимир Британишский – Космонавты
- Владимир Британишский – Коптилки многолетний свет
- Владимир Британишский – Континенты
- Владимир Британишский – Композитор
- Владимир Британишский – Когда потянет нас на компромисс
- Владимир Британишский – Клейнмихель
- Владимир Британишский – Кипренский. Портрет С.С. Уварова 1816 год
- Владимир Британишский – Картина
- Владимир Британишский – Письмо
- Владимир Британишский – Петербургский горожанин
- Владимир Британишский – Первая послевоенная осень
- Владимир Британишский – Переписка
- Владимир Британишский – Перед самой войной
- Владимир Британишский – Перед дверью
- Владимир Британишский – Пароход пришел
- Владимир Британишский – Памятник
- Владимир Британишский – Паллас
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
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.