Then I sharpened my wings for a prissy flight,
Through powerful Light that Heavenly be;
And that one moment that I relived from my sinful drought,
That appealed for many longer years, than brightness ever probe.
Sit with you now, and inhaling your songs and verse;
Of serene that borrows your vibe,
Blessed within me my ‘maker’; the ensuring ‘sacred rose’
Of love, that he my life can subscribe.
End of the poem
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- A Precise Woman by Yehuda Amichai
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- Владимир Вишневский – Долго же мы друг друга откладывали
- English Poetry. Philip James Bailey. Festus – 23.1. Филип Джеймс Бэйли.
- Eyes And Tears poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Sonnet CXV by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet Xvi Who Shall Invoke Her
- Sonnet To A Young Lady On Her Birth-Day by William Cowper
- One Word
- 9 Types of Lovers – The Twisted Version
- Written On The Day That Mr Leigh Hunt Left Prison poem – John Keats poems
- Владимир Степанов – Осы
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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).
