Late, late, the prize is drawn, the goal attained,
The Heart’s Desire fulfilled, Love’s guerdon gained.
Wealth’s use is past, Fame’s crown of laurel mocks
The downward-drooping head and grizzled locks.
The end is reached-the end of toil and strife-
The end of life.
Love flowers and fades like grass, and flowers again;
The spendthrift lovers waste themselves in vain;
Their fiery passions burn out one by one,
And then, alas! when their best days are done,
Spirit and body find their perfect mate-
So late! So late!
Long-sought, long seeking, through the lonely years,
The wanderers meet to weep their useless tears
For time and chance irrevocably flown,
Dear hopes outlived and happy faiths outgrown,
Children unborn, the myriad joys unseen
That might have been.
Not for the spring and morning-time of youth
The perfect flower of slow-unfolding truth,
The perfect love, that dreams of youth foretell,
But youth knows not and youth could never tell;
That light celestial, as of sunset fires
When day expires.
Late comes the gift that crowns the hungry quest,
Like ripe wheat-harvest in a land at rest,
And comes alone, a consecrated cup,
To those proved worthy to sit down and sup.
To them-aye, aye, despite their treasure lost,
‘T’is worth the cost.
‘T’is worth the cost to reach the heights at last,
Ere eyes are dim and daylight overpast.
To see one aim achieved, one dream fulfilled,
Ere striving brain and trusting heart are stilled.
To live one glorious hour-its price of pain
Is never paid in vain.
A few random poems:
- On The Queen’s Visit To London, The Night Of The 17th March 1789 by William Cowper
- Владимир Маяковский – Третий вывоз
- Do You Know What Its Like
- Last Poem by Ted Berrigan
- Ок Мельникова – Заповедь номер одиннадцать
- Confessional Hurt by Satish Verma
- Rhyme by the Bog by Robby Charters
- O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman
- On The Death of Mr. Snider Murder’d By Richardson by Phillis Wheatley
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы бдительны, мы тайн не разболтаем
- Stepping Westward by William Wordsworth
- Илья Зданевич – Опять на жизненную скуку
- Sonnet CXIV by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Высоцкий – Свет потушите, вырубите звук
- I was born with a cry by Nur Al-Alam
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 Dunciad: Book I. poem – Alexander Pope
- The Challenge: A Court Ballad poem – Alexander Pope
- The Basset-Table : An Eclogue poem – Alexander Pope
- Summer – The Second Pastoral; or Alexis poem – Alexander Pope
- Summer – The Second Pastoral; or Alexis poem – Alexander Pope
- Spring – The First Pastoral ; or Damon poem – Alexander Pope
- Song, by a Person of Quality poem – Alexander Pope
- Sappho to Phaon (Ovid Heroid XV) poem – Alexander Pope
- Sandys Ghost ; A Proper Ballad on the New Ovid’s Metamorphosis poem – Alexander Pope
- Prayer of St. Francis Xavier poem – Alexander Pope
- On the Countess of Burlington Cutting Paper poem – Alexander Pope
- On Seeing the Ladies Crux-Easton Walk in the Woods by the Grotto. poem – Alexander Pope
- On Mr. Gay poem – Alexander Pope
- On His Grotto at Twickenham poem – Alexander Pope
- On Colley Cibber poem – Alexander Pope
- On Certain Ladies poem – Alexander Pope
- On a Fan of the Author’s Design poem – Alexander Pope
- On a Certain Lady at Court poem – Alexander Pope
- Ode on St. Cecilia’s Day poem – Alexander Pope
- Occasioned By Some Verses of His Grace the Duke of Buckingham poem – Alexander Pope
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.