The lighthouse shines across the sea;
The homing fieldfares sing for glee:
“Behold the shore!”
Alas for shattered wing and breast!
The lighthouse breakers make their nest,
And hedges bloom for them no more-
No more.
In their old church the lovers stand.
His wedding ring is on her hand,
All partings o’er.
Alas for mother still and cold,
The babe her dead young arms enfold!
Her lover will know love no more-
No more.
What fate is this for birds and men?-
The blue empyrean theirs-and then-
This fast-closed door.
One answers from his bended knee:
“Another morrow comes,” saith he,
“A day that brings the night no more-
No more.”
Ah, happy one! Yet happier he
Who knows he knows not what will be;
Who has no lore
To read the runes of life and death,
But lives his best while he has breath,
And leaves with God the evermore-
The evermore.
A few random poems:
- Алексей Плещеев – Ноктюрн
- Владимир Маяковский – Профплакаты
- On the Death of the Rev. Dr. Sewell by Phillis Wheatley
- Primacy Of Mind poem – Alfred Austin
- The O’Rahilly by William Butler Yeats
- Cleared by Rudyard Kipling
- Malaria
- Thoughts by Ronald G. Auguste
- The Passing Of The Primroses poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: Lines Written In Friars’-Carse Hermitage:
- On Friendship by Phillis Wheatley
- Robert Burns: The Last Time I Came O’er The Moor:
- Ольга Седакова – Неужели, Мария, только рамы скрипят
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Утро
- Владимир Маяковский – Раньше были писатели белоручки… (Роста №52)
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
- When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman
- When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman
- When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman
- What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman
- What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman
- What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman
- What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman
- What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman
- We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman
- We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman
- Visor’d. by Walt Whitman
- Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman
- Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman
- To You. by Walt Whitman
- To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman
- To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman
- To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman
- To Him that was Crucified. 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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.