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
- Sonnet 102: My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming by William Shakespeare
- Ballade Of The Dead Cities poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Yell of Pain by Maria Ivana Trevisani Bach
- Tom O’Roughley by William Butler Yeats
- Crazy Jane Grown Old Looks At The Dancers by William Butler Yeats
- Алексей Жемчужников – Старик
- Further Instructions poem – Ezra Pound poems
- A Tale of Starvation poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Easter Morning poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Кариночка, любимая ты наша
- Нина Воронель – С моим житьем, поспешным и тряпичным
- Sonnet 154: The little Love-god lying once asleep by William Shakespeare
- The Loving Game by Vernon Scannell
- “Célibataire” by Sylvia Plath
- The Poet And The Muse poem – Alfred Austin
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).
