Since my psyche has languished and unwilling rhythm; The cryptic confession that my brain do bear.you gaze in your suborn power, by your mate-less vision.To me your alarm is higher; your doubtless mild mission! When you lead my soul in higher and do i fade through those tress, With the murmuring leaves of guest less pleasure, deep dwelt of dreary birds, And above, above i will fly, to seek the immortal gate of perceptional pleasure! .with a golden sum of sun ray, i will convey my lord my will of treasure!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Civilian and Soldier by Wole Soyinka
- Lover’s Gifts XVI: She Dwelt Here by the Pool by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Корнилов – Дом
- Юрий Верховский – Рождественскою ночью
- I Prefer the Gorgeous Freedom poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin
- A Sleepless Night poem – Alfred Austin
- Sonnet. On Leigh Hunt’s Poem ‘The Story of Rimini’ poem – John Keats poems
- Young Love poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- In Spring, Santa Barbara by Sara Teasdale
- The Senses of Art poem – Ygor Noblott poems | Poetry Monster
- happiness.html
- Шекспир – Но не боюсь и смерть – Сонет 80
- Владимир Маяковский – Дядя ЭМЭСПЭО
- An Indian Love Song by Sarojini Naidu
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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).
