To a Beloved Child
by Patrick Pearse
Laughing mouth, what tortures me is
That thou shalt be weeping;
Lovely face, it is my pity
That thy brightness shall grow grey.
Noble head, thou art proud,
But thou shalt bow with sorrow;
And it is a pitiful thing I forbode for thee
Whenever I kiss thee.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Языков – Песня (Дороже почестей и злата)
- Василий Тредиаковский – Мое сердце все было в страсти
- Вера Павлова – Утро вечера мудренее
- The Drunken Fisherman by Robert Lowell
- An Abandoned Factory, Detroit by Philip Levine
- Гавриил Державин – На умеренность
- Fallen Majesty by William Butler Yeats
- Straw sandal half sunk by Yosa Buson
- Олег Бундур – Доброта
- Since you asked by Radames Antonio Cruz
- Альфред Теннисон – Странствия Мальдуна
- Living In Sin
- What time are we living in by T. Wignesan
- Николай Заболоцкий – Предостережение
- Олег Бундур – Папа возмущается
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
