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Go, let the fatted calf be kill’d;

My prodigal’s come home at last,

With noble resolutions fill’d,

And fill’d with sorrow for the past:

No more will burn with love or wine;

But quite has left his women and his swine.

Welcome, ah! welcome, my poor heart!

Welcome! I little thought, I’ll swear

(‘T is now so long since we did part),

Ever again to see thee here:

Dear wanderer! Since from me you fled,

How often have I heard that thou wert dead!

Hast thou not found each woman’s breast

(The lands where thou hast travelled)

Either by savages possest,

Or wild and uninhabited?

What joy couldst take, or what repose,

In countries so unciviliz’d as those?

Lust, the scorching dog-star, here

Rages with immoderate heat;

Whilst pride, the rugged Northern bear,

In others makes the cold too great:

And, where these are temperate known,

The soil’s all barren sand or rocky stone.

When once or twice you chanc’d to view

A rich, well-govern’d heart,

Like China, it admitted you

But to the frontier-part.

From Paradise shut for evermore,

What good is ‘t that an angel kept the door?

Well fare the pride, and the disdain,

And vanities, with beauty join’d;

I ne’er had seen this heart again,

If any fair-one had been kind:

My dove, but once let loose, I doubt

Would ne’er return, had not the flood been out.

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Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus

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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 by Walt Whitman
• When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Visor’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To You. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman

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Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)

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