A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Now is the season of my youth,
Not thus shall I always be,
Listen, dear Lord, thou too art young,
Take thy pleasure with me.
My hair is straight as the falling rain,
And fine as morning mist,
I am a rose awaiting thee
That none have touched or kissed.
Do as thou wilt with mine and me,
Beloved, I only pray,
Follow the promptings of thy youth.
Let there be no delay!
A leaf that flutters upon the bough,
A moment, and it is gone,–
A bubble amid the fountain spray,–
Ah, pause, and think thereon;
For such is youth and its passing bloom
That wait for thee this hour,
If aught in thy heart incline to me
Ah, stoop and pluck thy flower!
Come, my Lord, to the temple shade,
Where cooling fountains play,
If aught in thy heart incline to love
Let there be no delay!
Many shall faint with love of me
And I shall slake their thirst,
But Fate has brought thee hither to-day
That thou shouldst be the first.
Old, so old are the temple-walls,
Love is older than they;
But I am the short-lived temple rose,
Blooming for thee to-day.
Thine am I, Prince, and only thine,
What is there more so say ?
If aught in thy heart incline to love
Let there be no delay!
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External links
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Poems in English
- Владимир Луговской – Лимонная ночь
- Владимир Луговской – Курсантская венгерка
- Владимир Луговской – Краски
- Владимир Луговской – Конек-горбунок
- Владимир Луговской – Капитанский штиль
- Владимир Луговской – Игорь
- Владимир Луговской – Гуниб
- Владимир Луговской – Фотограф
- Владимир Луговской – Дорога
- Владимир Луговской – Береза Карелии
- Владимир Луговской – Баллада о пустыне
- Владимир Луговской – Алайский рынок
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дорожный дневник: Часть IV
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дорожный дневник: Часть II
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дорожная история
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дорога, дорога, счёта нет шагам
- Владимир Высоцкий – Долго же шёл ты, в конверте листок
- Высоцкий – Диалог у телевизора (Ой, Вань, смотри какие клоуны): текст стиха Владимира Высоцкого – Poetry Monster
- Владимир Высоцкий – День рождения лейтенанта милиции в ресторане “Берлин”
- Владимир Высоцкий – День-деньской я с тобой, за тобой
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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.