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
- Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Ballad First
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Южная ночь
- Vaulting by Satish Verma
- Domestic Peace by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- The Colloquy Beneath by Margaret Marie Hubbard
- Владимир Маяковский – Рассказ одного об одной мечте
- On The University Carrier Who Sickn’d In The Time Of His Vacancy, Being Forbid To Go To London, By Reason Of The Plague poem – John Milton poems
- Михаил Кузмин – Все дни у Бога хороши
- God Neither Known Nor Loved By The World by William Cowper
- Hyperion. Book III poem – John Keats poems
- Icicles round a Tree in Dumfriesshire by Ruth Padel
- Robert Burns: The Inventory: In answer to a mandate by the Surveyor of the Taxes
- Владимир Маяковский – Весна (Город зимнее снял)
- An Old Man’s Thought of School. by Walt Whitman
- In A Restaurant by Sara Teasdale
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).
