O Lord, I am so tired!
My heart is sick and sore.
I work, and work, and do no good-
And I can try no more!
I lay my treasures up,
And think they’re worth such care;
And the next time I go to look,
There’s only rubbish there!
I tug hard at the door
Of knowledge-strain and pant;
But, Lord, the more I seem to learn,
The more I’m ignorant!
Sometimes I am so vain
I set myself to teach;
But e’en the first beginnings lie
Utterly out of reach!
I am no use-no use!
I thought I might have been;
But now I know how small I am,
How poor, how false, how mean!
Sunk in the dust and mire
While aiming at the skies,
Only a thing to laugh at, Lord,
To pity and despise!
A few random poems:
- On The Bus poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- The Balloon Of The Mind by William Butler Yeats
- Secrecy Protested. by Thomas Carew
- Ode On Melancholy poem – John Keats poems
- Mandalay by Rudyard Kipling
- You by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Высоцкий – Палач
- The time has come for us to become madmen in your chain by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- The Masters
- Falling Stars by Rainer Maria Rilke
- The Window Freäm’d Wi’ Stwone by William Barnes
- In the spring twilight by Sappho
- Олег Бундур – Интересный вопрос
- O Sun of Real Peace. by Walt Whitman
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
- Robert Burns: My Lord A-Hunting:
- Robert Burns: The Bonie Moor-Hen:
- Robert Burns: Prologue: Spoken by Mr. Woods on his benefit-night, Monday, 16th April, 1787
- Robert Burns: Verses Intended To Be Written Below A Noble Earl’s Picture:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Mrs. Scott: Gudewife of Wauchope-House, Roxburghshire.
- Robert Burns: Inscription For The Headstone Of Fergusson The Poet:
- Robert Burns: Extempore In The Court Of Session:
- Robert Burns: Bonie Dundee:
- Robert Burns: Rattlin’, Roarin’ Willie:
- Robert Burns: Mr. William Smellie -A Sketch:
- Robert Burns: To Miss Logan, With Beattie’s Poems, For A New-Year’s Gift, Jan. 1, 1787:
- Robert Burns: Address To A Haggis:
- Robert Burns: Address To Edinburgh:
- Robert Burns: Yon Wild Mossy Mountains:
- Robert Burns: A Winter Night :
- Robert Burns: On Sensibility: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Major Logan:
- Robert Burns: Tam Samson’s Elegy: When this worthy old sportman went out, last muirfowl season, he supposed it was to be, in Ossian’s phrase, “the last of his fields,” and expressed an ardent wish to die and be buried in the muirs. On this hint the author composed his elegy and epitaph.-R.B., 1787.
- Robert Burns: Composed In Spring:
- Robert Burns: Inscribed On A Work Of Hannah More’s: Presented to the Author by a Lady.
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.