A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744) , the greatest English poet of “Augustan” or Georgian period
With no poetic ardour fir’d
I press the bed where Wilmot lay;
That here he lov’d, or here expir’d,
Begets no numbers grave or gay.
Beneath thy roof, Argyle, are bred
Such thoughts as prompt the brave to lie
Stretch’d out in honour’s nobler bed,
Beneath a nobler roof – the sky.
Such flames as high in patriots burn,
Yet stoop to bless a child or wife;
And such as wicked kings may mourn,
When freedom is more dear than life.
A few random poems:
- In Memory Of My Mother by Patrick Kavanagh
- In Commendation Of Musick by William Strode
- Disappointment by Tony Hoagland
- Sonnet CV by William Shakespeare
- Олег Григорьев – Дружба
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- O the Chimneys by Nelly Sachs
- Федор Сологуб – Всё зеленее и светлее
- София Парнок – В земле бесплодной не взойти зерну
- Happiness by Wilfred Owen
- Sassoon’s Public Statement Of Defiance by Siegfried Sassoon
- Николай Глазков – Эрмитаж
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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
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Alexander Pope (1688 – 1744) was a a post-Restoration English poet and satirist. He is a poet of the (British) Augustan period and one of its greatest artistic exponents.