English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Proof. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) Proof That I did always love, I bring thee proof: That till I loved I did not love enough. That I shall love alway, I offer thee That love is life, And life hath immortality. This, dost thou doubt, sweet? Then […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. If You Were Coming in the Fall. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * If you were coming in the fall, I’d brush the summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As housewives do a fly. If I could see you in a year, I’d wind the months in balls, […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Surrender. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) Surrender Doubt me, my dim companion! Why, God would be content With but a fraction of the love Poured thee without a stint. The whole of me, forever, What more the woman can, – Say quick, that I may dower thee With last […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 23. Come, Send Round the Wine. Томас Мур. Из цикла «Ирландские мелодии». 23. Наливайте вино!
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) From “Irish Melodies”. 23. Come, Send Round the Wine Come, send round the wine, and leave points of belief To simpleton sages, and reasoning fools; This moment’s a flower too fair and brief, To be withered and stained by the dust of the schools. […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. The March of Mortality. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) The March of Mortality Over the hills of time to the valley of endless years; Over the roads of woe to the land that is free from tears Up from the haunts of men to the place where the angels are, This […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. The Crucible of Life. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) The Crucible of Life Sunshine and shadow, blue sky and gray, Laughter and tears as we tread on our way; Hearts that are heavy, then hearts that are light, Eyes that are misty and eyes that are bright; Losses and gains in […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Questions. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Questions Would you sell your boy for a stack of gold? Would you miss that hand that is yours to hold? Would you take a fortune and never see The man, in a few brief years, he’ll be? Suppose that his body […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Living. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Living If through the years we’re not to do Much finer deeds than we have done; If we must merely wander through Time’s garden, idling in the sun; If there is nothing big ahead, Why do we fear to join the dead? […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 125. Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 125. Что, если бы я право заслужил
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 125. Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy, With my extern the outward honouring, Or laid great bases for eternity, Which proves more short than waste or ruining? Have I not seen dwellers on […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 47. Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 47. У сердца с глазом – тайный договор
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 47. Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, And each doth good turns now unto the other: When that mine eye is famish’d for a look, Or heart in love with sighs […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Growing Down. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Growing Down Time was I thought of growing up, But that was ere the babies came; I’d dream and plan to be a man And win my share of wealth and fame, For age held all the splendors then And wisdom seemed […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Daddies. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Daddies I would rather be the daddy Of a romping, roguish crew, Of a bright-eyed chubby laddie And a little girl or two, Than the monarch of a nation In his high and lofty seat Taking empty adoration From the subjects at […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Another Mouth to Feed. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Another Mouth to Feed We’ve got another mouth to feed, From out our little store; To satisfy another’s need Is now my daily chore. A growing family is ours, Beyond the slightest doubt; It takes all my financial powers To keep them […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. A Boy’s Tribute. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) A Boy’s Tribute Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen Is Ma. Lovelier than any queen Is Ma. Girls with curls go walking by, Dainty, graceful, bold an’ shy, But the one that takes my eye Is Ma. Every girl made into one Is […]
English Poetry. Edith Wharton. A Vision. Эдит Уортон.
Edith Wharton (Эдит Уортон) A Vision On the wide shores of melody I strayed One amber dawn when from the waves arose The form of one white-vested, girdled close, Who lightly lifted up her radiant head, So that her bosom’s tranquil curve displayed A necklet where, in alternating […]
English Poetry. Edith Wharton. Faun’s Song. Эдит Уортон.
Edith Wharton (Эдит Уортон) Faun’s Song How golden-clear the sunlight shines Through the long stretch of river-reeds. The water whirls in splintering lines As round the knotted thorn it speeds, Then lapses to a tranquil pool, Where water-spiders spin and sleep, And yellow flower-de-luces cool Their roots in […]
English Poetry. Edith Wharton. Song (Come, for the leaf is alight). Эдит Уортон.
Edith Wharton (Эдит Уортон) Song (Come, for the leaf is alight) Come, for the leaf is alight on the bough, Like a bird from the blue still aquiver from flight, And but now was the day of the crocus, but now With wind-flowers the mould of the woodland […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. To Sleep. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) To Sleep All slumb’rous images that be, combined, To this white couch and cool shall woo thee, Sleep! First will I think on fields of grasses deep In gray-green flower, o’er which the transient wind Runs like a smile; and next will […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. The Torch-Race. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) The Torch-Race Brave racer, who hast sped the living light With throat outstretched and every nerve a-strain, Now on thy left hand labors gray-faced Pain, And Death hangs close behind thee on the right. Soon flag the flying feet, soon fails the […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. The Wish for a Chaplet. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) The Wish for a Chaplet Vineleaf and rose I would my chaplet make: I would my word were wine for all men’s sake. Pure from the pressing of the stainless feet Of unblamed Hours, and for an altar meet. Vineleaf and […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 124. If my dear love were but the child of state. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 124. О, будь моя любовь – дитя удачи
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 124. If my dear love were but the child of state If my dear love were but the child of state, It might for Fortune’s bastard be unfathered, As subject to time’s love or to time’s hate, Weeds among weeds, or flowers with […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Love Unsung. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Love Unsung Seven jewelled rays has the Sun fast bound In his arrow of blinding sheen; But he quickens the breast of the fruitful ground With a subtlest ray unseen. And the rainbow moods of this love of ours I may […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Summer Hours. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Summer Hours Hours aimless-drifting as the milkweed’s down In seeming, still a seed of joy ye bear That steals into the soul when unaware, And springs up Memory in the stony town. Helen Gray Cone’s other poems: The Story of the “Orient” […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. The Encounter. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) The Encounter There’s a wood-way winding high, Roofed far up with light-green flicker, Save one midmost star of sky. Underfoot ’tis all pale brown With the dead leaves matted down One on other, thick and thicker; Soft, but springing to the tread. […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. An Exile’s Farewell. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) An Exile’s Farewell The ocean heaves around us still With long and measured swell, The autumn gales our canvas fill, Our ship rides smooth and well. The broad Atlantic’s bed of foam Still breaks against our prow; I shed no tears at […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. “The Old Leaven”. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) “The Old Leaven” A Dialogue Mark: So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return? Be sociable, man! for once in a way, Unless you’re too old to learn. The shadows are cool by the water […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. A Fragment. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) A Fragment They say that poison-sprinkled flowers Are sweeter in perfume Than when, untouched by deadly dew, They glowed in early bloom. They say that men condemned to die Have quaffed the sweetened wine With higher relish than the juice Of […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. In November. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) In November With loitering step and quiet eye, Beneath the low November sky, I wandered in the woods, and found A clearing, where the broken ground Was scattered with black stumps and briers, And the old wreck of forest fires. It was a bleak […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. An Autumn Landscape. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) An Autumn Landscape No wind there is that either pipes or moans; The fields are cold and still; the sky Is covered with a blue-gray sheet Of motionless cloud; and at my feet The river, curling softly by, Whispers and dimples round its quiet […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. The Poet’s Possession. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) The Poet’s Possession Think not, oh master of the well-tilled field, This earth is only thine; for after thee, When all is sown and gathered and put by, Comes the grave poet with creative eye, And from these silent acres and clean plots, Bids […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. A Re-assurance. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) A Re-assurance With what doubting eyes, oh sparrow, Thou regardest me, Underneath yon spray of yarrow, Dipping cautiously. Fear me not, oh little sparrow, Bathe and never fear, For to me both pool and yarrow And thyself are dear. Archibald Lampman’s other poems: […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Bridal Song. Уильям Шекспир.
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Bridal Song ROSES, their sharp spines being gone, Not royal in their smells alone, But in their hue; Maiden pinks, of odour faint, Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint, And sweet thyme true; Primrose, firstborn child of Ver; Merry springtime’s harbinger, With her bells […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. September. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) September Now hath the summer reached her golden close, And, lost amid her corn-fields, bright of soul, Scarcely perceives from her divine repose How near, how swift, the inevitable goal: Still, still, she smiles, though from her careless feet The bounty and the fruitful […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. At the Ferry. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) At the Ferry On such a day the shrunken stream Spends its last water and runs dry; Clouds like far turrets in a dream Stand baseless in the burning sky. On such a day at every rod The toilers in the hay-field halt, With […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. Comfort of the Fields. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) Comfort of the Fields What would’st thou have for easement after grief, When the rude world hath used thee with despite, And care sits at thine elbow day and night, Filching thy pleasures like a subtle thief? To me, when life besets me in […]
English Poetry. Walter Learned. On the Fly-Leaf of a Book of Old Plays. Уолтер Лирнед.
Walter Learned (Уолтер Лирнед) On the Fly-Leaf of a Book of Old Plays At Cato’s Head in Russell Street These leaves she sat a-stitching; I fancy she was trim and neat, Blue-eyed and quite bewitching. Before her on the street below, All powder, ruffs, and laces, There […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. The Dream of Home. Томас Мур. Родимый кров
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) The Dream of Home Who has not felt how sadly sweet The dream of home, the dream of home, Steals o’er the heart, too soon to fleet, When far o’er sea or land we roam? Sunlight more soft may o’er us fall, To greener […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. Come, Ye Disconsolate (From “Sacred Songs”). Томас Мур. Из цикла «Духовные песни». K страждущему
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) Come, Ye Disconsolate (From “Sacred Songs”) Come, ye disconsolate, where’er you languish, Come, at God’s altar fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish – Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, Light of the […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Venus in a Garden. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Venus in a Garden ‘Twas at early morning, The dawn was blushing in her purple bed, When in a sweet, embowered garden She, the fairest of the goddesses, The lovely Venus, Roamed amongst the roses white and red. She sought for flowers […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Beauty That Is Never Old. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Beauty That Is Never Old When buffeted and beaten by life’s storms, When by the bitter cares of life oppressed, I want no surer haven than your arms, I want no sweeter heaven than your breast. When over my life’s way […]