His eyes did rest upon Julia’s breast
as she spoke or questioned or sighed,
until she shaved her head one day
to spite his wandering eye;
now when she speaks or quests or sighs
his eyes rest on her barren brow,
on the memory of her hairline
and the fate that awaits him now.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Mowgli’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- Done is a battle by William Dunbar
- Winter by William Shakespeare
- cascades of emptiness by Steve Troyanovich
- Валерий Брюсов – Из арабской лирики отрывок
- A Faery Song by William Butler Yeats
- Botanically by Satish Verma
- The Moods by William Butler Yeats
- Rivers Don’t Gi’e Out by William Barnes
- Approach Of Summer by William Lisle Bowles
- Иннокентий Анненский – Из окна
- Raw Silk by Vinita Agrawal
- Robert Burns: Sweet Afton :
- Hamlet As Told On The Street by Shel Silverstein
- Вера Звягинцева – А если ты любишь не можешь
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).
