In sadness deep I at the rose do look
And see it human with tears down her face
And think how badly my heart you so took
And how much your lines quite the rose debase,
For you have a beauty that came from above.
You`re mortal only for one day you`ll die.
At times you look so peaceful, poor the dove!
I felt for you, and now I want to cry.
Oh, you are female, prettiness so high!
You`re water fresh when drunk a different taste.
It`s hard to see how much you eyes do lie.
I can`t believe you skin that looks so chaste.
I lived for beauty; made it my high pride
And cried my heart and mind; oh, cruel ouside!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Robert Burns: Tho’ Cruel Fate Should Bid Us Part:
- A Couple More Years by Shel Silverstein
- Михаил Лермонтов – Баллада (В избушке позднею порою)
- Proud Music of The Storm by Walt Whitman
- Counting Sheep by Russell Edson
- The Dying Christian to His Soul poem – Alexander Pope
- I Heard Immanuel Singing by Vachel Lindsay
- The Haunted House by Thomas Hood
- dickinson_and_the_alabaster_gogyohka.html
- Day And Night by Rupert Brooke
- Song of the Indian Maid, from ‘Endymion’ poem – John Keats poems
- Song—Address to the Woodlark by Robert Burns
- Magdalen poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Hunter by Shel Silverstein
- And the days are not full enough poem – Ezra Pound poems
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
