I know I love my race, and why no so?
But for outside beauty I wish the rose.
If people vex me, ” Your heart needs to grow!”
I say, “God gave the rose secure-fixed pose.”
But of my race, there`s something I`d ne`er change
For flowers fair, or pearls, or pure gold:
Of his surviving nature his huge range;
How much his blood keeps us we all in hold.
So here I am deep in my human mirth,
And though I`ve eyes and taste for pretty things,
My heart and mind revere and praise my birth,
And then my soul does look divine and sings.
Yes, beauty, we love thee; fault of the eye.
I`m proud I am the night; my chin`up high.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Валерий Брюсов – И. Туманьяну надпись на книге (Да будет праведно возмездие)
- Олег Бундур – Дедушка
- Human Charms
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Новогоднее видение
- The Commitment by Rob Leatherman Sr.
- Growltiger’s Last Stand by T. S. Eliot
- Release by Marie Starr
- Before You Returned by Shahida Latif
- At Long Last
- A Tusculan Question poem – Alfred Austin
- At the Top of My voice by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- An Ode, On Reading Mr. Richardson’s History Of Sir Charles Grandison by William Cowper
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Орест (перевод)
- From The Dark Chambers Of Dejection Freed by William Wordsworth
- And She is Spoke by Winifred Mary Letts
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).
