The sins of Youth are hardly sins,
So frank they are and free.
‘T is but when Middle-age begins
We need morality.
Ah, pause and weigh this bitter truth:
That Middle-age, grown cold,
No comprehension has of Youth,
No pity for the Old.
Youth, with his half-divine mistakes,
She never can forgive,
So much she hates his charm which makes
Worth while the life we live.
She scorns Old Age, whose tolerance
And calm, well-balanced mind
(Knowing how crime is born of chance)
Can pardon all mankind.
Yet she, alas! has all the power
Of strength and place and gold,
Man’s every act, through every hour,
Is by her laws controlled.
All things she grasps with sordid hands
And weighs in tarnished scales.
She neither feels, nor understands,
And yet her will prevails!
Cold-blooded vice and careful sin,
Gold-lust, blind selfishness,–
The shortest, cheapest way to win
Some, worse than cheap, success.
Such are her attributes and aims,
Yet meekly we obey,
While she to guide and order claims
All issues of the day.
You seek for honour, friendship, truth?
Let Middle-age be banned!
Go, for warm-hearted acts, to Youth;
To Age,–to understand!
A few random poems:
- Blackberrying by Sylvia Plath
- Ок Мельникова – Всё будет
- Epitaph for William Nicol, High School, Edinburgh by Robert Burns
- Nanny’s New Abode by William Barnes
- Flowers by Thomas Hood
- Hymn For The Use Of The Sunday School At Olney by William Cowper
- Crossing Brooklyn Ferry. by Walt Whitman
- Among All Lovely Things My Love Had Been by William Wordsworth
- Love Sonnet XXV poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems | Poetry Monster
- The Coming Of Wisdom With Time by William Butler Yeats
- Bottles Of Sunshine by Vaishnavi Prakash
- The Aisne
- A Dream by William Blake
- Владимир Вишневский – Что хочешь ты – желанье изъяви
- He, who was born poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
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
- Twilight poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Translated from Geibel poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Vernon Lee poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- To E. poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Death poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Clementina Black poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Village Garden poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Two Terrors poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Sick Man and the Nightingale poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Sequel to a Reminiscence poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Promise of Sleep poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Piano-Organ poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Old Poet poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Old House poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Lost Friend poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Last Judgment poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The First Extra poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The End of the Day poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Dream poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Birch-Tree at Loschwitz poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
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.