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
- On Colley Cibber poem – Alexander Pope
- Change
- Love is the Water of Life by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- All That’s Past by Walter de la Mare
- Power Of Music by William Wordsworth
- The Virgin Martyr
- As Slow Our Ship by Thomas Moore
- Composition by Peter Cooley
- Crawling At Sea by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Sonnet Ix
- Levitation
- The Garden by Tammy L. Ames
- Ольга Седакова – Ни темной старины заветные преданья
- If By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain’d poem – John Keats poems
- The Man Born to Farming by Wendell Berry
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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).
