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
- Fragment of a Greek Tragedy poem – A. E. Housman
- Paying The Captain by Russell Edson
- Stream And Sun At Glendalough by William Butler Yeats
- The Quality of Courage by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Observation Car
- Яков Полонский – Одному из усталых
- Владимир Бенедиктов – С могучей страстию в мучительной борьбе
- Ольга Берггольц – Феодосия
- Ольга Седакова – Плач
- Robert Burns: The Braw Wooer:
- Lineage by Ted Hughes
- Валерий Брюсов – Песня гренландцев
- High School Crush by Roberto Cocina
- Владимир Маяковский – Вам
- Rosslyn To The Prime Minister by Graham Rowlands
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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).
