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:
- Sonnet LVIII by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Высоцкий – Космонавту Ю. Гагарину
- I Won, You Lost by Philip Levine
- Strike, Churl poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- In The Depths Of Solitude by Tupac Shakur
- Private Ground by Sylvia Plath
- In Tempore Senectutis poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Song—O let me in this ae night by Robert Burns
- Adam by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Sonnet 47: Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took by William Shakespeare
- Олег Сердобольский – Зимний кот
- Георгий Иванов – То, о чем искусство лжет
- The Winner by Shel Silverstein
- Владимир Маяковский – Да здравствует неделя ремонта! (РОСТА № 294)
- The Wizard Way poem – Aleister Crowley 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
- The Confederate Flags poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- At The Close Of The Canvass poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Christian poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Bride poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- At The Close Of The Canvass poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Wreath Of Immortelles poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- With a Book poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Weather poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- To the Bartholdi Statue poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Statesmen poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Safety-Clutch poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Rimer poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Piety poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Ambrose Bierce – Ambrose Bierce Poems | Poems and Poetry
- Freedom poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Elegy poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Decalogue poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- An Inion poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Alone poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- On Beer
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.