If ‘beauty’ Be the self satisfied pride she bears,Each Fly do wing around her cherubic sweet face,As they; lovers seek what her anonymous covers,And dream them in a transient trace.When ‘beauty’, a self possessed pride, you Worn,Each fly does wing around your wilt grace,As what lovers opine, ‘how your beauty haste flown;As falls the man in his transient race’.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Boat by Rabindranath Tagore
- Николай Глазков – Почему я отказался от самолёта
- The Boy by William Allingham
- Гавриил Державин – На умеренность
- I Am Vertical by Sylvia Plath
- Омар Хайям – Не устану в неверном театре теней
- Robert Burns: O Steer Her Up An’ Haud Her Gaun:
- Inscriptions For A Seat In The Groves Of Coleorton by William Wordsworth
- Conversation
- Song—Ae fond Kiss by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Robert Graham, Esq., Of Fintry: Requesting a Favour
- Poetry of Our Time
- Константин Бальмонт – Чет и нечет
- Владимир Корнилов – Прямота
- Why I Do Not Miss You! by Praveen Parasar
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).
