A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
The singer only sang the Joy of Life,
For all too well, alas! the singer knew
How hard the daily toil, how keen the strife,
How salt the falling tear; the joys how few.
He who thinks hard soon finds it hard to live,
Learning the Secret Bitterness of Things:
So, leaving thought, the singer strove to give
A level lightness to his lyric strings.
He only sang of Love; its joy and pain,
But each man in his early season loves;
Each finds the old, lost Paradise again,
Unfolding leaves, and roses, nesting doves.
And though that sunlit time flies all too fleetly,
Delightful Days that dance away too soon!
Its early morning freshness lingers sweetly
Throughout life’s grey and tedious afternoon.
And he, whose dreams enshrine her tender eyes,
And she, whose senses wait his waking hand,
Impatient youth, that tired but sleepless lies,
Will read perhaps, and reading, understand.
Oh, roseate lips he would have loved to kiss,
Oh, eager lovers that he never knew!
What should you know of him, or words of his?–
But all the songs he sang were sung for you!
A few random poems:
- Robert Burns: M’Pherson’s Farewell:
- An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog by Oliver Goldsmith
- “The flower, full blown, now bends the stalk, now breaks” poem – Alfred Austin
- The Birch-Tree at Loschwitz poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Their Frailty by Siegfried Sassoon
- Anne Pennington by Vasko Popa
- The Widow’s House by William Barnes
- Request
- Love Elegy (in imitation of Tibullus) by Tobias Smollett
- Runagate Runagate by Robert Hayden
- Where Are You?
- Ярослав Смеляков – Я отюдова уйду
- Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin
- Couplet 7 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sonnet 53: What is your substance, whereof are you made by William Shakespeare
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
- Владимир Маяковский – Тёплое слово кое-каким порокам
- Владимир Маяковский – Ты знаешь это вот… (Главполитпросвет №267)
- Владимир Маяковский – Ты хочешь освободиться от тяжести войны?.. (РОСТА №523)
- Владимир Маяковский – Ты обут? Тебя обувает фабрика… (РОСТА №601)
- Владимир Маяковский – Ты не пошел на фронт бить барона?.. (РОСТА №451)
- Владимир Маяковский – Ты
- Владимир Маяковский – Тучкины штучки
- Владимир Маяковский – Трудовая взаимопомощь инвентарем (Агитплакаты)
- Владимир Маяковский – Тропики
- Владимир Маяковский – Тревога
- Владимир Маяковский – Третий вывоз
- Владимир Маяковский – Тресты
- Владимир Маяковский – Трагедия
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищу Нетте, пароходу и человеку
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищи, близятся ужасы зимы… (РОСТА №270)
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарище, не забывайте о Врангеле-бароне! (РОСТА № 116)
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ! Шахтер раздет… (РОСТА №603)
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ Иванов
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ! Фронту помог ты… (РОСТА №444)
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ Чичерин и тралеры отдает и прочее
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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.