To a Beloved Child
by Patrick Pearse
Laughing mouth, what tortures me is
That thou shalt be weeping;
Lovely face, it is my pity
That thy brightness shall grow grey.
Noble head, thou art proud,
But thou shalt bow with sorrow;
And it is a pitiful thing I forbode for thee
Whenever I kiss thee.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Mother o’ Mine by Rudyard Kipling
- Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface by William Shakespeare
- Epitaph On the Lady Mary Villiers by Thomas Carew
- Владимир Британишский – Письмо
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Hymn to Spiritual Desire. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- Sonnet 04 poem – John Milton poems
- Шекспир – Доверьем мнимым держится любовь – Сонет 138
- Robert Burns: The Wounded Hare:
- Barnacles by Sidney Lanier
- Address to the Toothache by Robert Burns
- if_i_were_king.html
- Ballade Of Old Plays poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Where we fall by Osman cisse Hanif
- After a Tempest by William Cullen Bryant
- Николай Языков – Д. Н. Свербееву (Во имя Руси, милый брат)
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).
