The snow falls soft and thick. My cedar bough
Sways up and down, and scratches on the glass.
The wind sighs in the chimney, as I sit,
With elbows on my knees, before the fire,
Resting a crumpled chin in hollow’d palms.
There is great trouble in the cold and dark;
And other girls shrink off and steal away,
To crouch in lonely rooms and look at fires,
And look at their dead joys and living griefs,-
But they are pitied. None would pity me.
Friends come to seek them, and lay tender hands
On their bow’d heads and sore and restless hearts.
They find the wound, and drop the healing oil;
They lift the burden off, or make it light.
But they would smile, unless they laugh’d, at mine.
O still, warm fire, you will not bubble up
In mocking flames,-your heart will soon be cold!
O wind-for you have seen the roses bloom,
And the shrunk petals fall and drift away-
You hear, and sob and sigh as you go past!
Is unrequited love so sad a thing?
Ay, ay,-but this is even sadder still;
To want to love, and not to have the power-
To meet your king at last with empty hands-
To be so young, and to have squander’d all!
Alas, alas! to know your wine is sour-
To have loved wrong, with love despoil’d of trust,
Dishonour’d love, that mix’d itself with hate,-
To see the pearl of price laid at your feet,
And know your wealth is gone for dross and lies!
Ay, ’tis the saddest thing to want to love,
To want to cling, when you have lost your strength-
To feel the ashes choking up the hearth,
And think how bright a fire there might have been,-
To know when you are loved, too late-too late!
A few random poems:
- Федор Сологуб – Моя верховная воля
- A Dialogue
- Robert Burns: Address Of Beelzebub: To the Right Honourable the Earl of Breadalbane, President of the Right Honourable and Honourable the Highland Society, which met on the 23rd of May last at the Shakespeare, Covent Garden, to concert ways and means to frustrate the designs of five hundred Highlanders, who, as the Society were informed by Mr. M’Kenzie of Applecross, were so audacious as to attempt an escape from their lawful lords and masters whose property they were, by emigrating from the lands of Mr. Macdonald of Glengary to the wilds of Canada, in search of that fantastic thing-Liberty.
- Sonnet # 18 by Luis A. Estable
- After a Tempest by William Cullen Bryant
- Аnything can happen
- Robert Burns: Epigram On Rough Roads:
- I hear the roar of a Harley… by River Urke
- Secrets of Academic Success: Passion
- Owen Aherne And His Dancers by William Butler Yeats
- In the Valley of Cauteretz poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Beginning my Studies. by Walt Whitman
- Song—Anna, thy Charms by Robert Burns
- Though In My Firmament Thou Wilt Not Shine
- intertwined by rachel wright
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
- Иван Мятлев – Падучая звезда
- Иван Мятлев – Приди, приди
- Иван Мятлев – Розы
- Иван Мятлев – Сельское хозяйство
- Иван Мятлев – Лютня
- Иван Мятлев – Наставление Гр[афине] Р[астопчиной]
- Иван Мятлев – Фонарики
- Иван Мятлев – Бывало
- Иван Мятлев – День рождения
- Иван Киуру – Роща заалела
- Иван Киуру – Теленок Леня
- Иван Киуру – Звездный полет
- Иван Киуру – Оазис
- Иван Киуру – От северной половины земного шара
- Иван Киуру – Песня моряка
- Иван Киуру – Человек
- Иван Киуру – Ершок с вершок
- Иван Киуру – Кот и жук
- Иван Киуру – Медовый аптекарь
- What’s wrong with volunteering?
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.