Lie still, Beloved, I also see the day
Shoot his white arrows through the trembling sky,
But what is dawn to us, who cast away
All sense of time that mars our ecstasy ?
The scented orange bushes check the breeze
Granting in tribute many waxen stars,
And aromatic Eucalyptus trees
Defy the sun with grey-green scimitars.
Since fate has given us this garden love,
And Time and Space, for once, have acquiesced,
Ah, take no heed of paling skies above
Let us deem night is with us yet, and rest.
Let us lie still and drift away in dreams.
Back to the jewelled kingdom of the night.
Whose golden stars with dimly radiant gleams
Lit up your loveliness for my delight.
Once we are risen all the cares of day
Will seize and bind us to their wanton will.
Why should we own that night has passed away ?
Oh, as you value love, lie still, lie still!
A few random poems:
- Insolent Storm Strikes At The Skull by Sylvia Plath
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- An Edwardian Sunday, Broomhill, Sheffield poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Cheery Beggar poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Old Memory by William Butler Yeats
- Everything ends by Tanisha Avarsekar
- Handy Man by Shel Silverstein
- At Night poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- And love has changed to kindliness by Rupert Brooke
- Владимир Британишский – А Новый год мы встретили в лесу
- Нина Воронель – Не слишком ли ты многого
- “My northern blood exults to face” poem – Alfred Austin
- Battle Of Brunanburgh poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Алексей Жемчужников – Радостные куплеты
- Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
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
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сколько павших бойцов полегло вдоль дорог
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сколько чудес за туманами кроется
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сказка о несчастных сказочных персонажах
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сивка-Бурка
- Владимир Высоцкий – Штормит весь вечер, и, пока
- Владимир Высоцкий – Звезды
- Владимир Высоцкий – Знать бы все до конца бы и сразу б
- Владимир Высоцкий – Жизни после смерти нет
- Владимир Высоцкий – Живёт на свете человек
- Владимир Высоцкий – Жил-был человек, который очень много видел
- Владимир Высоцкий – Жан, Жак, Гийом, Густав нормальные французы
- Владимир Высоцкий – Здравствуй, “Юность”
- Владимир Высоцкий – Здесь сидел ты, Валет
- Владимир Высоцкий – Заживайте, раны мои
- Владимир Высоцкий – Зарисовка о Ленинграде
- Владимир Высоцкий – Заповедник
- Владимир Высоцкий – Запись в книге почётных гостей ВНИИФТРИ
- Владимир Высоцкий – Запись в книге почётных гостей Киевского завода шампанских вин
- Владимир Высоцкий – Заказал я два коктейля
- Владимир Высоцкий – За окном только вьюга, смотри
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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.