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:
- To L. R. E. by Sara Teasdale
- Iceland First Seen by William Morris
- The Dead King by Rudyard Kipling
- A quiet storm by Victor A. Bueno M.
- Written for a Musician by Vachel Lindsay
- Ulster by Rudyard Kipling
- Images by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Mae Marsh, Motion Picture Actress by Vachel Lindsay
- Extinguish Thou My Eyes by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman
- Олег Бундур – И до моря 15 шагов
- Juvenilia An Ode To Natural Beauty
- A Good Play by Robert Louis Stevenson
- To the State of Love. Or the Senses’ Festival. By John Cleveland
- Николай Заболоцкий – Я трогал листы эвкалипта
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
- Владимир Маяковский – Приказ по армии искусства
- Сергей Михалков – Приехавшей из Африки девчушке
- Владимир Маяковский – При свободной торговле… (Главполитпросвет №232)
- Владимир Маяковский – Праздновать способы разные, как мы праздник отпразднуем? (РОСТА № 383)
- Владимир Маяковский – Праздник урожая
- Владимир Маяковский – Права кооперации расширены декретом… (Главполитпросвет №154)
- Владимир Маяковский – Пожарные лозунги (1928)
- Владимир Маяковский – Повествование это о странствии эсера вокруг света (Красный перец)
- Владимир Маяковский – Потрясающие факты
- Владимир Маяковский – Постоял здесь, мотнулся туда
- Владимир Маяковский – Посмотрим сами, покажем им
- Маяковский – Послушайте: Стих Владимира Маяковского – Читать текст стихотворения на Poetry Monster
- Владимир Маяковский – Последняя петербургская сказка
- Владимир Маяковский – Последний баронишко (Главполитпросвет №324)
- Владимир Маяковский – Послание пролетарским поэтам
- Владимир Маяковский – Порядочный гражданин
- Владимир Маяковский – Порт
- Владимир Маяковский – Понедельник – субботник
- Владимир Маяковский – Помощь не придет на такой вой… (Главполитпросвет №14)
- Владимир Маяковский – Помогите цинготным детям (Главполитпросвет №274)
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.