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
- Conscious by Wilfred Owen
- Grief by Philip Larkin
- Impromptu: To Frances Garnet Wolseley poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Высоцкий – Не заманишь меня на эстрадный концерт
- From The Woolworth Tower by Sara Teasdale
- Николай Языков – Разбойники
- Владимир Маяковский – Весна (Город зимнее снял)
- Владимир Маяковский – Декрет о натуральном налоге на хлеб, картофель и масличные семена
- On a Tree Fallen Across the Road by Robert Frost
- I did not want to stop you by Luz del Alba Nicola
- Act of Union by Seamus Heaney
- The Welshnut Tree by William Barnes
- With a Book poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Алексей Плещеев – Песня
- Robert Burns: Jockey’s Taen The Parting Kiss:
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).