A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
‘T is eight miles out and eight miles in,
Just at the break of morn.
‘T is ice without and flame within,
To gain a kiss at dawn!
Far, where the Lilac Hills arise
Soft from the misty plain,
A lone enchanted hollow lies
Where I at last drew rein.
Midwinter grips this lonely land,
This stony, treeless waste,
Where East, due East, across the sand,
We fly in fevered haste.
Pull up! the East will soon be red,
The wild duck westward fly,
And make above my anxious head,
Triangles in the sky.
Like wind we go; we both are still
So young; all thanks to Fate!
(It cuts like knives, this air so chill,)
Dear God! if I am late!
Behind us, wrapped in mist and sleep
The Ruined City lies,
(Although we race, we seem to creep!)
While lighter grow the skies.
Eight miles out only, eight miles in,
Good going all the way;
But more and more the clouds begin
To redden into day.
And every snow-tipped peak grows pink
An iridescent gem!
My heart beats quick, with joy, to think
How I am nearing them!
As mile on mile behind us falls,
Till, Oh, delight! I see
My Heart’s Desire, who softly calls
Across the gloom to me.
The utter joy of that First Love
No later love has given,
When, while the skies grew light above,
We entered into Heaven.
A few random poems:
- The Beginning by Rabindranath Tagore
- In A Letter To C. P. Esq. In Imitation Of Shakspeare by William Cowper
- Mariana poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Under A Portrait Of Jukowsky poem – Alexander Pushkin
- The Solitary Oak On Mount Kremlin Bicetre
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Смерть
- Farewell (II) by Wang Wei
- Василий Жуковский – Светлане
- The Snowman on the Moor by Sylvia Plath
- Reveille by Primo Levi
- In The End by Sara Teasdale
- Folk Singer’s Blues by Shel Silverstein
- Sonnet 124: If my dear love were but the child of state by William Shakespeare
- Какой ты сегодня взволнованный
- Poet’s Corner poem – Alfred Austin
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 Британишский – Феодосия, Керчь, Таганрог
- Владимир Британишский – Эх, из огня да в полымя
- Владимир Британишский – Этот вечер
- Владимир Британишский – Есть добрая, есть и дурная слава
- Владимир Британишский – Еретик
- Владимир Британишский – Емуртла
- Владимир Британишский – Екатеринбургский модерн
- Владимир Британишский – Единственный шаман, которого я видел
- Владимир Британишский – Дым отечества
- Владимир Британишский – Двуединство души
- Владимир Британишский – Другу
- Владимир Британишский – Дождик
- Владимир Британишский – Дороги
- Владимир Британишский – Дом (Время ведь с годами ведь)
- Владимир Британишский – Дом, как бог
- Владимир Британишский – Добравшись до водораздела
- Владимир Британишский – Девятое января
- Владимир Британишский – Державин был солдат
- Владимир Британишский – Дали ему дивизию
- Владимир Британишский – Далекая скрипка
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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.