Thou ‘adst to my soul no title or pretence;
I was mine own, and free,
Till I had given myself to thee;
But thou hast kept me slave and prisoner since.
Well, since so insolent thou ‘rt grown,
Fond tyrant! I’ll depose thee from thy throne;
Such outrages must not admitted be
In an elective monarchy.
Part of my heart by gift did to thee fall;
My country, kindred, and my best
Acquaintance, were to share the rest;
But thou, their covetous neighbour, drav’st out all:
Nay more; thou mak’st me worship thee,
And wouldst the rule of my religion be:
Did ever tyrant claim such power as you,
To be both emperor and pope too?
The public miseries, and my private fate,
Deserve some tears; but greedy thou
(Insatiate maid!) wilt not allow
That I one drop from thee should alienate:
Nor wilt thou grant my sins a part,
Though the sole cause of most of them thou art;
Counting my tears thy tribute and thy due,
Since first mine eyes I gave to you.
Thou all my joys and all my hopes dost claim;
Thou ragest like a fire in me,
Converting all things into thee;
Nought can resist, or not encrease the flame:
Nay, every grief and every fear
Thou dost devour, unless thy stamp it bear:
Thy presence, like the crowned basilisk’s breath,
All other serpents puts to death.
As men in hell are from diseases free,
So from all other ills am I;
Free from their known formality:
But all pains eminently lie in thee!
Alas, alas! I hope in vain
My conquer’d soul from out thine hands to gain;
Since all the natives there thou ‘ast overthrown,
And planted garrisons of thine own.

A few random poems:
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old warder of these buried bones poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Nailing by Mike Yuan
- Curtis by Susan King Saunders
- An Oath poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Charm, The by Rupert Brooke
- Whoever You are, Holding Me now in Hand. by Walt Whitman
- My Mouth Hovers Across Your Breasts
- Brookland Road by Rudyard Kipling
- A Jog-Trot Pair by Thomas Hardy
- Владимир Маяковский – Расчистка пути (РОСТА)
- Sweet Briars of the Stairways by Vachel Lindsay
- Валерий Брюсов – Есть что-то позорное в мощи природы
- A Ballad of Footmen poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Николай Некрасов – Дни идут… всё так же воздух душен
- Rain After a Vaudeville Show by Stephen Vincent Benet
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
- Николай Гумилев – Ночь
- Николай Гумилев – Никогда не сделаю я так
- Николай Гумилев – Неоромантическая сказка
- Николай Гумилев – Неизгладимы, нет, в моей судьбе
- Николай Гумилев – На Дуксе ли, на Бенце ль я
- Николай Гумилев – На далекой звезде Венере
- Николай Гумилев – На берегу моря
- Николай Гумилев – Мужик
- Николай Гумилев – Моя мечта летит к далекому Парижу
- Николай Гумилев – Мореплаватель Павзаний
- Николай Гумилев – Молитва мастеров
- Николай Гумилев – Маскарад
- Николай Гумилев – Маргарита
- Николай Гумилев – Маэстро
- Николай Гумилев – Мадагаскар
- Николай Гумилев – Людям будущего
- Николай Гумилев – Любовь весной
- Николай Гумилев – Луна на море
- Николай Гумилев – Лиловый цветок
- Николай Гумилев – Левин, Левин, ты суров
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
Abraham Cowley (1618 – 1667), the Royalist Poet.Poet and essayist Abraham Cowley was born in London, England, in 1618. He displayed early talent as a poet, publishing his first collection of poetry, Poetical Blossoms (1633), at the age of 15. Cowley studied at Cambridge University but was stripped of his Cambridge fellowship during the English Civil War and expelled for refusing to sign the Solemn League and Covenant of 1644. In turn, he accompanied Queen Henrietta Maria to France, where he spent 12 years in exile, serving as her secretary. During this time, Cowley completed The Mistress (1647). Arguably his most famous work, the collection exemplifies Cowley’s metaphysical style of love poetry. After the Restoration, Cowley returned to England, where he was reinstated as a Cambridge fellow and earned his MD before finally retiring to the English countryside. He is buried at Westminster Abbey alongside Geoffrey Chaucer and Edmund Spenser. Cowley is a wonderful poet and an outstanding representative of the English baroque.