I.
AS flower to sun its drop of dew
Gives from its crystal cup,
So I, as morning gift to you,
This poor verse offer up.
II.
As flowers upon the summer wind
Their air-born odours shake,
So, in all fragrance you may find,
I give but what I take.
III.
My tree blooms green through snow and heat;
Your love is sap and root,-
And this is but the breathing sweet
Of fairest blossom-shoot.
IV.
An outgrowth of the happy days
In wedded lives begun-
Two lives, in all their work and ways,
Indissolubly one.
V.
The force that was to bind us so
We very dimly knew.
Ah, love! it seems so long ago,
And yet the years are few.
VI.
We did not wait for tides to rise,
Nor cared that winds were rough;
They call’d us foolish-we were wise;
God gave us wealth enough.
VII.
He only knows what precious change
We took of Him for gold;
What blessing such a narrow range
Of circumstance can hold.
VIII.
No troubles now could memory spare,
No lightest touch of pain;
No hand experience of care
Would we unlearn again.
IX.
Such love surrounds, such beauty lies
On our most common needs,
As silver hoar-frost glorifies
The wayside sticks and weeds.
X.
All trials that are overpast,
All cares that are to be,
But make more sacred and more fast
The ties ‘twixt you and me.
XI.
They are but clear lights shining through
The mist that round us rolls;
They are but touchstones, fine and true
For fond and faithful souls.
XII.
They are but fires, to cleanse and clean
Our human love from stain;
For naught of sordid, false, or mean
From these blest fires remain.
XIII.
They are but keys within the wards
Of that last, inmost door,
Where the heart’s dearest treasure-hoards
Are garner’d evermore.
XIV.
Ah, dear! our very griefs are glad
Our every cross is crown’d;
We are not able to be sad,
Such comfort wraps us round.
XV.
How calm the haven where we rest,
Now passion’s storms are past!
How warm and soft the little nest
Which shelters us at last!
XVI.
How-blue, pellucid, and divine-
Through all our days and nights,
The clear eyes of our children shine
Like heavenly beacon-lights!
XVII.
We listen to the laughter sweet
Whose echoes come and go,
The music of little feet
That patter to and fro.
XVIII.
And deepest thoughts of God awake,
Who hath reveal’d Him thus,
And, in His goodness, deign’d to make
His own abode with us.
XIX.
To God, in Christ, we kneel to-day
(Whose will on earth be done);
As He hath made us, let us pray
That He will keep us, one.
XX.
Together, may we feel Him stand
About our path and bed;
Together may we, hand in hand,
His royal highway tread.
XXI.
The dear ones He has given, to be
Of His redeem’d the type-
Together, may we live to see
Their budding promise ripe.
XXII.
And, O my dearest! may we lie,
In our last night of rest,
Asleep together, peacefully,
Upon our Father’s breast.
A few random poems:
- Aspirations Of The Soul After God by William Cowper
- The Smiles Of The Bathers by Weldon Kees
- Reverie Zahir U Din
- Moonlight by Vita Sackville-West
- A New Year’s Gift, Sent To Sir Simeon Steward by Robert Herrick
- Владимир Британишский – В пыльном, душном, купеческом
- Lord, what a Beloved is mine! by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Hai Kou Unpublished
- The Woman Of His Dreams by Talha Jafri
- Николай Гумилев – Канцона вторая
- Олег Бундур – Заповедная жизнь
- Influence of Natural Objects by William Wordsworth
- The Dream poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Asparagus – A Tanka Poem
- Robert Burns: On Elphinstone’s Translation Of Martial’s Epigrams:
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
- The Higher Pantheism poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Grandmother poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Garden poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Flower poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Eagle poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Deserted House poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Brook poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Tears, Idle Tears poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sweet And Low poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- St. Agnes’ Eve poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Spring poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sir Galahad poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sea Dreams poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Requiescat poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Recollection of the Arabian Nights poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Princess: A Medley: The splendour falls on castle walls poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Pelleas And Ettarre poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Of Old Sat Freedom on the Heights poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Of Old Sat Freedom poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.