Next morn the Baron climb'd the tower,To view afar the Scottish power, Encamp'd on Flodden edge:The white pavilions made a show,Like remnants of the winter snow, Along the dusky ridge
Coldly, sadly descendsThe autumn-evening. The field
Dedicated to the memory of my best friend Georgina, (1942-74)and to her husband Alex Burns and their childrenNulles laides amours ne belles prison -Lord Herbert of Cherbury
A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Marked the mastodon.
."Strike me blind!." we swore. God! And I was stricken! I have seen the morning fade And noonday thicken.
Summers and summers have come, and gone with the flight of the swallow;Sunshine and thunder have been, storm, and winter, and frost;Many and many a sorrow has all but died from remembrance,Many a dream of joy fall'n in the shadow of pain
Copyright Anna Akhmatova
Copyright English translation by Ilya Shambat (firstname.lastname@example.org)
`Love's mysteries in souls do grow,But yet the body is his book.'
We have cried often when we have given them the little victualling wehad to give them; we had to shake them, and they have fallen to sleepwith the victuals in their mouths many a time
Love in thy youth, fair maid; be wise, Old Time will make thee colder,And though each morning new arise Yet we each day grow older
Africans in the hold fold themselves
to make room for hope. In the afternoon’s
ferocity, tar, grouting the planks like the glue
of family, melts to the run of a child’s licorice stick.
You ask me of the farthest star, Whither your thought can climb at will,Forever-questioning child of mine
-- -- Honos erit huic quoq; Pomo? Virg.
Let us go see, dear, if the rose,Which but this morning did uncloseHer crown of crimson in the sun,Have not this eventide laid downThe glories of her purple gownAnd colour peered (save thine) of none.
WHATS YOUR INDIAN NAME?
When rival Nations first descried,Emerging from the boundless MainThis Land by Tyrants yet untried,On high was sung this lofty strain:Rise Britannia beaming far!Rise bright Freedom's morning star!
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