Why do ye torture me?
by Patrick Pearse
Why are ye torturing me, O desires of my heart ?
Torturing me and paining me by day and by night?
Hunting me as a poor deer would be hunted on a hill,
A poor long-wearied deer with the hound-pack after him
There’s no ease to my paining in the loneliness of the hills,
But the cry of the hunters terrifically to be heard,
The cry of my desires haunting me without respite,—
O ravening hounds, long is your run!
No satisfying can come to my desires while I live,
For the satisfaction I desired yesterday is no satisfaction,
And the hound-pack is the greedier of the satisfaction it has got,—
And forever I shall not sleep till I sleep in the grave.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Луговской – Остролистник
- O Hymen! O Hymenee! by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Высоцкий – Грусть моя, тоска моя
- Epigram—The True Loyal Natives by Robert Burns
- Владимир Высоцкий – Запись в книге почётных гостей ВНИИФТРИ
- Life by Walter William Safar
- Юлия Друнина – Слалом
- As Adam, Early in the Morning. by Walt Whitman
- The Kiss by Rabindranath Tagore
- Hector The Collector by Shel Silverstein
- Story Of Lilavanti
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Могила в мансарде
- Farewell (II) by Wang Wei
- Asleep! O Sleep A Little While, White Pearl! poem – John Keats poems
- Стефан Малларме – Вздох
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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