A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Against the planks of the cabin side,
(So slight a thing between them and me,)
The great waves thundered and throbbed and sighed,
The great green waves of the Indian sea!
Your face was white as the foam is white,
Your hair was curled as the waves are curled,
I would we had steamed and reached that night
The sea’s last edge, the end of the world.
The wind blew in through the open port,
So freshly joyous and salt and free,
Your hair it lifted, your lips it sought,
And then swept back to the open sea.
The engines throbbed with their constant beat;
Your heart was nearer, and all I heard;
Your lips were salt, but I found them sweet,
While, acquiescent, you spoke no word.
So straight you lay in your narrow berth,
Rocked by the waves; and you seemed to be
Essence of all that is sweet on earth,
Of all that is sad and strange at sea.
And you were white as the foam is white,
Your hair was curled as the waves are curled.
Ah! had we but sailed and reached that night,
The sea’s last edge, the end of the world!
A few random poems:
- In Praise Of England poem – Alfred Austin
- Poem on Pastoral Poetry by Robert Burns
- Николай Тихонов – Ленинград
- Aquamarine Butterfly by Nina Gabriel
- Public Waste by Rudyard Kipling
- Ольга Берггольц – Кирову
- Jacke-On-Both-Sides by William Strode
- O You Who’ve gone on Pilgrimage by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Эмиль Верхарн – Я радость бытия принес тебе в подарок
- Heavy Woman by Sylvia Plath
- Stir in Stillness by Shruti Talnikar
- Is Resume Writing Really That Important?
- Анатолий Жигулин – Гулко эхо от ранних шагов
- Гавриил Державин – На прогулку в грузинском саду
- Robert Burns: On Elphinstone’s Translation Of Martial’s Epigrams:
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
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Poems in English
- You Say You Love poem – John Keats poems
- Written In The Cottage Where Burns Was Born poem – John Keats poems
- Woman! When I Behold Thee Flippant, Vain poem – John Keats poems
- What The Thrush Said. Lines From A Letter To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles poem – John Keats poems
- Two Sonnets On Fame poem – John Keats poems
- Two Or Three poem – John Keats poems
- Translated From A Sonnet Of Ronsard poem – John Keats poems
- To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned poem – John Keats poems
- To Some Ladies poem – John Keats poems
- To George Felton Mathew poem – John Keats poems
- To Charles Cowden Clarke poem – John Keats poems
- The Gadfly poem – John Keats poems
- The Eve Of Saint Mark. A Fragment poem – John Keats poems
- The Devon Maid: Stanzas Sent In A Letter To B. R. Haydon poem – John Keats poems
- The Cap And Bells; Or, The Jealousies: A Faery Tale — Unfinished poem – John Keats poems
- Teignmouth: “Some Doggerel,” Sent In A Letter To B. R. Haydon poem – John Keats poems
- Stanzas To Miss Wylie poem – John Keats poems
- Stanzas. In A Drear-Nighted December poem – John Keats poems
- Staffa poem – John Keats poems
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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.