There were Roses in the hedges, and Sunshine in the sky,
Red Lilies in the sedges, where the water rippled by,
A thousand Bulbuls singing, oh, how jubilant they were,
And a thousand flowers flinging their sweetness on the air.
But you, who sat beside me, had a shadow in your eyes,
Their sadness seemed to chide me, when I gave you scant replies;
You asked “Did I remember?” and “When had I ceased to care?”
In vain you fanned the ember, for the love flame was not there.
“And so, since you are tired of me, you ask me to forget,
What is the use of caring, now that you no longer care?
When Love is dead his Memory can only bring regret,
But how can I forget you with the flowers in your hair?”
What use the scented Roses, or the azure of the sky?
They are sweet when Love reposes, but then he had to die.
What could I do in leaving you, but ask you to forget,–
I suffered, too, in grieving you; I all but loved you yet.
But half love is a treason, that no lover can forgive,
I had loved you for a season, I had no more to give.
You saw my passion faltered, for I could but let you see,
And it was not I that altered, but Fate that altered me.
And so, since I am tired of love, I ask you to forget,
What is the use you caring, now that I no longer care?
When Love is dead, his Memory can only bring regret;
Forget me, oh, forget me, and my flower-scented hair!
A few random poems:
- To Mrs. M. B. On Her Birthday poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Telescopes In The Square by Graham Rowlands
- A Poplar and the Moon by Siegfried Sassoon
- Recipe For A Hippopotamus Sandwich by Shel Silverstein
- A King’s Soliloquy [On the Night of His Funeral] by Thomas Hardy
- The Dream poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Bonnie House O’ Airly poem – Andrew Lang poems
- The Snake Charmer by Sarojini Naidu
- Reverie Ofmahomed Akram At The Tamarind Tank
- Владимир Орлов – Добрый день
- Владимир Британишский – По волхову
- The Perfect Wave by Shel Silverstein
- Sonnet 103: Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth by William Shakespeare
- Magi by Sylvia Plath
- Sonnet On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again poem – John Keats poems
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
- Notes for Canto CXX poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Nicotine poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Meditatio poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Medallion poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Masks poem – Ezra Pound poems
- L’Art poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Lament of the Frontier Guard poem – Ezra Pound poems
- La Regina Avrillouse poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Ione, Dead the Long Year poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Invern poem – Ezra Pound poems
- In the Old Age of the Soul poem – Ezra Pound poems
- In Tempore Senectutis poem – Ezra Pound poems
- In A Station Of The Metro poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Hugh Selwyn Mauberly (Part I) poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Historion poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Grace Before Song poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Further Instructions poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Francesca poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial Lord poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Ezra on the Strike poem – Ezra Pound poems
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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.