A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Ah, my lord, are the tidings true,
That thy mother’s jewels are shapen anew?
I hear that a bride has chosen been,
The stars consulted, the parents seen.
Had I been childless, had never there smiled
The brilliant eyes from the face of a child,
Then at least I had understood
This thing they tell me thou findest good.
But I have been down to the River of Death,
With painful footsteps and shuddering breath,
Seven times; thou hast daughters three,
And four young sons who are fair as thee.
I am not unlovely, over my head
Not twenty summers as yet have sped.
‘T is eleven years since my opening life
Was given to thee by my father’s wife.
Ah, those days–They were lovely to me,
When little and shy I waited for thee.
Till I locked my arms round my lover above,
A child in form but a woman in love.
And I bore thy sons, as a woman should,
Year by year, as is meet and good.
Thy mother was ever content with me–
And Oh, Beloved, I worshipped thee!
And now it’s over; alas, my lord,
Better I felt thy sharpest sword.
I hear she is youthful and fair as I
When I came to thee in the days gone by.
Her breasts are firmer; this bosom slips
Somewhat, weighted by children’s lips.
But they were thy children. Oh, lord my king,
Ah, why hast thy heart devised this thing ?
I am not as the women of this thy land,
Meek and timid, broken to hand.
From the distant North I was given to thee,
Whose daughters are passionate, fierce and free,
I could not dwell by a rival’s side,
I seek a bridegroom, as thou a bride.
The night she yieldeth her youth to thee,
Death shall take his pleasure in me.
A few random poems:
- Tell Me
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- A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy
- Федор Сологуб – Золушка
- Наум Коржавин – От судьбы никуда не уйти
- A Man (In Memory of H. of M.) by Thomas Hardy
- Thoughts by Ronald G. Auguste
- The Moon is a Painter by Vachel Lindsay
- Steeds of Autumn by Todd H. C. Fischer
- The Courage Of Shutting-Up by Sylvia Plath
- The Road To Ruin by Siegfried Sassoon
- Admonition by William Wordsworth
- “Wonkavite…” by Roald Dahl
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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
- Василий Курочкин – Мы всё смешное косим, косим
- Василий Курочкин – Мчит меня в твои объятья
- Василий Курочкин – Казацкие стихотворения
- Василий Курочкин – Как не вскрикнуть тут с поэтом
- Василий Курочкин – Двуглавый орел
- Василий Курочкин – Дама приятная во всех отношениях
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Москва майская
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Марш веселых ребят
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Жрец искусства
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Здравствуй, школа
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Закаляйся
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Водовоз
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Веселый ветер
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – В метро
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – В дальний путь идут корабли
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Только на фронте
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Так говорил танкистам политрук
- Лебедев-Кумач – Священная война: стих “Вставай, страна огромная”, текст песни на Poetry Monster
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Стихи не на тему
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Спортивный марш
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
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.