A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Syed Amir is dead, and his numerous foes
Are hushed in a breathless awe of amazed relief.
The hearts of his friends are cold as the Tirah snows,
And I am blind and deaf in the Grip of my Grief. —
My Soul has borrowed a portion of Pain from Hell”
Oh, Syed Amir, my brother and Friend, Farewell!
His women weep, but a woman’s tears flow lightly.
A bauble or two, or a child, can soon console.
But I, who am stranger to tears, lie sleepless, nightly,
Feeling the Fangs of-Grief in my desolate soul.
I maddened myself with Churus, it could not cure me-
Ransacked the Bazar, to beg at the hands of lust
An hour’s respite, but how was sin to allure me,
Who know the beauty of Syed Amir is dust?
A little while I wander in Tribulation,
In a Feud or two, or a few light loves take part,
But Death will come, and this is my Consolation,
Men live not long with a stricken and wounded heart’
What further challenge from Fate can I hope or fear,
Who mourn the ruined glory of Syed Amir?
All gifts were Syed Amir’s; an Arrestive Beauty
That caught men’s breath when he passed, Serene and Royal,
A clear and delicate Mind, where Honour and Duty,
Sentried the gate, that nothing might pass disloyal,
And these are taken from Khorassan for ever,
Their light is quenched in the land where he used to dwell,
But I, who loved him, cease from loving him never;
Oh, Syed Amir, my brother and Friend, Farewell!
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- 9 Types of Lovers – The Twisted Version
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- Clouds Above The Sea by Philip Levine
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- The Nympholept
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- God’s Grandeur poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Владимир Луговской – Гуниб
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- The Childless Father by William Wordsworth
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External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Вера Павлова – По счету
- Вера Павлова – Плачу, потому что не можешь со мной жить
- Вера Павлова – Перед дальней дорогой
- Вера Павлова – Память, дырявый мешок
- Вера Павлова – Отпала от пола
- Вера Павлова – Они влюблены и счастливы
- Вера Павлова – Объятье
- Вера Павлова – О чем
- Вера Павлова – Нежность больше не делится
- Вера Павлова – Нет, нет, не ревность
- Вера Павлова – Жизнь в посудной лавке
- Вера Павлова – Зеркало по природе правдиво
- Вера Павлова – Завещание
- Вера Павлова – Заплетала косички
- Вера Павлова – за руку здороваться с рекой
- Вера Павлова – Я дождевой червь
- Вера Павлова – Всходить на костёр Жанною
- Вера Павлова – Время уступать место
- Вера Павлова – Время бежит на время
- Вера Павлова – Вот и пришли времена
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
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Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.