So sweet the lyre, so musical the strain,
By which my suit, Belovëd! is expressed,
That, hearing them, no such indifferent breast
But welcomes Love and his delicious pain,
And opes to his innumerable train
Of sweet persuasions, lovely mysteries,
Brief angers, gentle reconcilements, sighs
And ardour unabash’d by proud disdain.
Yet, when I strive to sing what beauty dwells
Upon thy brow, so oft in scorn array’d,
My song upon the unworthy lips expires.
It must be loftier verse than mine that tells
Of loveliness like thine. My Muse, dismay’d,
Folds her weak wing and silently retires.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Moonlit Night by Tu Fu
- Incommunicado by Sylvia Plath
- Игорь Северянин – Щит-солнце
- The Shepherd O’ The Farm by William Barnes
- Eye By Eye by Nijole Miliauskaite
- Владимир Британишский – Край Земли
- In Memory Of Alfred Pollexfen by William Butler Yeats
- Presences by William Butler Yeats
- Move Eastward, Happy Earth poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Give Me Back My Rags by Vasko Popa
- The Oak poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Southern Sunrise by Sylvia Plath
- Vaishnavi Prakash by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Василий Казин – Эпоха
- When Trust Fails… by Olaniyi Beloved Abimbola
Some external links:
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).