Behold the human race! What wonder thing!
My tears in sadness wet, in joy they`re bright.
We have the fancy things of a queen, king,
And female voices for the ear jut right.
And when of age our faces turn to old,
What animal compares with such a look?
We have the patience to work the pearl, the gold,
And hands the most delicious meals to cook.
So then with a loud voice and surely clean
I can cry out all o`er the universe,
“Yes, listen now, this`s what I truly mean:
The human race is far from any curse.”
The ground is rich enough to give the flowers,
But mind immmense is God who makes us towers.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Валерий Брюсов – Это – не надежда и не вера
- The Bride-Cake by Robert Herrick
- Potions poem – Yusef Komunyakaa poems | Poetry Monster
- Robert Burns: Epistle From Esopus To Maria :
- Presences by William Butler Yeats
- Robert Burns: O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast:
- The Stinging Nettle poem – A. E. Housman
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Вакханки (перевод)
- Blank by Nizar Sartawi
- Lyonnesse by Sylvia Plath
- Olney Hymn 45: The Happy Change by William Cowper
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- An Answer poem – Alfred Austin
- Sea Shell poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Валерий Брюсов – Дворец любви
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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).
