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
- Николай Языков – Родина
- Says. by Walt Whitman
- Михаил Ломоносов – Надпись 3 к статуе Петра Великого
- The Motto
- Warm are the Still and Lucky Miles by W H Auden
- Аля Кудряшева – Не бойся, милый
- The New House A-Gettèn’ Wold by William Barnes
- Labor Pains
- Владимир Костров – Не трогайте жанр
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Когда бы
- София Парнок – Газэлы
- Blizzard by William Carlos Williams
- Shadow Of Liberty by Vattacharja Chandan
- Doomes-Day: The Sixth Houre by William Alexander
- The French Revolution as it appeared to Enthusiasts by William Wordsworth
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).
