Behold the human race! What wonder thing!
My tears in sadness wet, in joy they`re bright.
We have the fancy things of a queen, king,
And female voices for the ear jut right.
And when of age our faces turn to old,
What animal compares with such a look?
We have the patience to work the pearl, the gold,
And hands the most delicious meals to cook.
So then with a loud voice and surely clean
I can cry out all o`er the universe,
“Yes, listen now, this`s what I truly mean:
The human race is far from any curse.”
The ground is rich enough to give the flowers,
But mind immmense is God who makes us towers.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – По городам Союза
- Bridge-Guard in the Karroo by Rudyard Kipling
- Новелла Матвеева – Величие?
- Владимир Маяковский – Сказка для шахтера-друга про шахтерки, чуни и каменный уголь
- Алексей Плещеев – Тобой лишь ясны дни мои
- Scots Prologue for Mr. Sutherland by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: Anna, Thy Charms:
- Untitled XXII by Yunus Emre
- The Vision poem – Alexander Pushkin
- The Mead A-Mow’d by William Barnes
- 1914 III: The Dead by Rupert Brooke
- Written In Cananore
- Владимир Набоков – Расстрел
- Ольга Берггольц – Стихи о себе
- Владимир Британишский – Гердер в Риге
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).
