The fairies break their dances
And leave the printed lawn,
And up from India glances
The silver sail of dawn.
The candles burn their sockets,
The blinds let through the day,
The young man feels his pockets
And wonders what’s to pay.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Home Is So Sad by Philip Larkin
- Calling All Angels
- Bound Home to Mount Song by Wang Wei
- Paul’s Wife by Robert Frost
- Алексей Плещеев – Знакомые звуки, чудесные звуки
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 03 – part 05 by Torquato Tasso
- Николай Заболоцкий – Разговор с медведем
- There Pass the Careless People poem – A. E. Housman
- The Hecatomb to his Mistress by John Cleveland
- The Songs of the Lathes by Rudyard Kipling
- I Have A Rendezvous With Death
- Journey Home by Rabindranath Tagore
- O Little Root of a Dream by Paul Celan
- To a person, they say, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: A celle que l’on fit froide by T. Wignesan
- Blow, Bugle, Blow poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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).
