Ye, that the untrod paths have braved,
With heart and brain unbound;
Who ask not that your souls be saved,
But that the Truth be found;
Whose fiery cross is borne unseen,
Whose meek brows, bleeding but serene
With only thorns are crowned;
Who, still and steadfast, stand for Right,
Though none acclaim and none requite:
Who learn how little is the sum
Of all that Truth can teach,
And where the serried boundaries come
That bar your utmost reach;
For whom no sage, no saint, can find
A clue to aught that lies behind;
For whom the preachers preach
Only to leave ye at the door
That opens to their knock no more:
Who, listening in the trackless night,
Hearing no bugle-call,
Still fight, undaunted, the good fight,
And never fail or fall;
Who, standing on an inch of ground,
Feel the Infinities around,
Yet dare to face it all,
And keep the life ye hold in trust
Safe from besetting moth and rust.
Life-tragic mystery of Man-
Strange tale of joy and grief!
Chaff for the errant winds to fan,
A bubble bright and brief,
That floats and shines and bursts unseen,
And leaves no trace where it has been;
Like thistle-down and leaf,
That in soft airs of autumn dance,
The helpless sport of Fate and Chance.
Ye, who can see the case so clear,
And scorn to cringe and moan,
Who follow humbly, without fear,
The soul’s behest alone;
Content to suffer for the sake
Of faithful manhood, and to make
A loftier stepping-stone,
A straighter way, a smoother street,
For tread of unborn children’s feet.
Ye, whom the children’s sorrows rend,
And who despise the smart,
Who walk uprightly to the end
With an undoubting heart,
To take the guerdon of your pain-
Death, with no hope to live again-
Ye have the better part,
Salt of the world, that keeps it sound!
Kings that shall yet be throned and crowned.
A few random poems:
- From Milton: And did those feet by William Blake
- New Year’s Dawn – Broadway by Sara Teasdale
- Алексей Жемчужников – Уже давно иду я, утомленный
- a deceving reflection by vanessa anderson
- Seashore by Rabindranath Tagore
- Anticipation, October 1803 by William Wordsworth
- My first seen by Osman cisse Hanif
- Алексей Толстой – Ты знаешь, я люблю
- Latino Author and Educator Provides Tools for College and Life Success
- Олег Бундур – Глухарь
- Olney Hymn 38: Looking Upwards In A Storm by William Cowper
- Виталий Кодрян – 31 августа
- Владимир Высоцкий – Оплавляются свечи на старинный паркет
- Again
- Георгий Иванов – Теперь тебя не уничтожат
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 Набоков – Как часто я в поезде скором
- Владимир Набоков – К Родине
- Владимир Набоков – Из мира уползли, и ноют на луне
- Владимир Набоков – И видел я, стемнели неба своды
- Владимир Набоков – Глаза
- Владимир Набоков – Есть в одиночестве свобода
- Владимир Набоков – Еще безмолвствую и крепну я в тиши
- Владимир Набоков – Цветет миндаль на перекрестке
- Владимир Набоков – Будь со мной прозрачнее и проще
- Владимир Набоков – Большая медведица
- Владимир Набоков – Безумец
- Владимир Набоков – Барс
- Владимир Маяковский – Журнал “Крысодав”
- Владимир Маяковский – Живой труп (РОСТА №182)
- Владимир Маяковский – Жид
- Владимир Маяковский – Земля наша обильна
- Владимир Маяковский – Застрельщики
- Владимир Маяковский – Заря Коммуны разгорается туго… (РОСТА №856)
- Владимир Маяковский – Заносы не дают железным дорогам жить… (РОСТА №838)
- Владимир Маяковский – Заграничная штучка
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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.