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
- Spanish Guerillas by William Wordsworth
- Валерий Брюсов – Я жизнью пьян. Напиток жгучий
- Sonnet I. To My Brother George poem – John Keats poems
- Book Fourteenth [conclusion] by William Wordsworth
- Ольга Берггольц – Так еще ни разу не забыла
- София Парнок – Об одной лошаденке чалой
- Atalanta’s Race by William Morris
- Ольга Берггольц – Феодосия
- Robert Burns: To A Mountain Daisy: On turning down with the Plough, in April, 1786.
- Create Wealth With Creative Thinking
- Encounter In The Chestnut Avenue by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Watching Unto God In The Night Season (2) by William Cowper
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Два клада
- ‘In the Pink’ by Siegfried Sassoon
- We Are To Play The Game Of Death by Rabindranath Tagore
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).
