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
- Владимир Высоцкий – Тоска немая гложет иногда
- Nothing is Real by Rixa White
- Half-Man by Satish Verma
- Sonnet To Satan by Sylvia Plath
- The Poet as Hero by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Princess (The Conclusion) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Водой наполненные горсти
- Sonnet LIV by William Shakespeare
- Epitaph for Mr. William Michie, Schoolmaster by Robert Burns
- Василий Тредиаковский – Видеть все женские лица
- The Applicant by Sylvia Plath
- Sonnet 08
- The Brave and the Love Flute by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
- Николай Языков – Послание к Кулибину (Какой огонь тогда блистал)
- Стефан Малларме – Отходит кружево опять
Some external links:
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).
