English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 30. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 30. Когда на суд безмолвных, тайных дум
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 30. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought When to the sessions of sweet silent thought, I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time’s […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Question. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Question IL POETA MI DISSE, “CHE PENSI?” Virgil stayed Dante with a wayside word; But long, and how, and loud and urgently The poets of my passion have I heard Summoning me. It is their closest whisper and their call. Their […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Voice of a Bird. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Voice of a Bird “He shall rise up at the voice of a bird.” — ECCLESIASTES Who then is “he”? Dante, Keats, Shakespeare, Milton, Shelley; all Rose in their greatness at the shrill decree, The little rousing inarticulate call. For they […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. To Conscripts. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) To Conscripts “Compel them to come in.” — ST. LUKE’S GOSPEL You “made a virtue of necessity” By divine sanction; you, the loth, the grey, The random, gentle, unconvinced; O be The crowned!—you may, you may. You, the compelled, be feasted! You, […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. Reflections. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) Reflections (I) IN IRELAND A mirror faced a mirror: ire and hate Opposite ire and hate: the multiplied, The complex charge rejected, intricate, From side to sullen side; One plot, one crime, one treachery, nay, one name, Assumed, denounced, in echoes of […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. In Honour of America, 1917. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) In Honour of America, 1917 IN ANTITHESIS TO ROSSETTI’S “ON THE REFUSAL OF AID BETWEEN NATIONS” Not that the earth is changing, O my God! Not that her brave democracies take heart To share, to rule her treasure, to impart The wine to […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Marriage of True Minds. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Marriage of True Minds (IN THE BACH-GOUNOD “AVE MARIA”) That seeking Prelude found its unforetold Unguessed intention, trend; Though needing no fulfilment, did enfold This exquisite end. Bach led his notes up through their delicate slope Aspiring, so they sound, And […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Belgium. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Belgium Ruined? Destroyed? Ah, no; though blood in rivers ran Down all her ancient streets; though treasures manifold, Love-wrought, time-mellowed, and beyond the price of gold Are lost, yet Belgium’s star shines still in God’s vast plan. Rarely have kings been great, […]
English Poetry. John Dyer. To Aurelia. Джон Дайер.
John Dyer (Джон Дайер) To Aurelia See, the flowery Spring is blown, Let us leave the smoky Town: From the Mall, and from the Ring, Every one has taken wing; Cloe, Strephon, Corydon, To the meadows all are gone What is left you worth your stay? Come, Aurelia, […]
English Poetry. John Dyer. An Epistle to a Friend in Town. Джон Дайер.
John Dyer (Джон Дайер) An Epistle to a Friend in Town HAVE my friends in the town, in the gay busy town, Forgot such a man as John Dyer? Or heedless despise they, or pity the clown Whose bosom no pageantries fire? No matter, no matter — content […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Behold the Earth. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Behold the Earth Behold the earth swung in among the stars Fit home for gods if men were only kind– Do thou thy part to shape it to those ends, By shaping thine own life to perfectness. Seek nothing for thyself or thine […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. Echoes. 5. I Am the Reaper. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) Echoes. 5. I Am the Reaper I am the Reaper. All things with heedful hook Silent I gather. Pale roses touched with the spring, Tall corn in summer, Fruits rich with autumn, and frail winter blossoms— Reaping, still reaping— All things with […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Beggar Cat. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Beggar Cat Poor little beggar cat, hollow-eyed and gaunt, Creeping down the alley way like a ghost of want, Kicked and beat by thoughtless boys, bent on cruel play, What a sorry life you lead, whether night or day! Hunting after […]
English Poetry. William Davenant. For the Lady Olivia Porter; a Present upon a New-years Day. Уильям Давенант.
William Davenant (Уильям Давенант) For the Lady Olivia Porter; a Present upon a New-years Day GOE! hunt the whiter Ermine! and present His wealthy skin, as this dayes Tribute sent To my Endimion’s Love; Though she be farre More gently smooth, more soft than Ermines are! Goe! climbe […]
English Poetry. William Davenant. The Christians Reply to the Phylosopher. Уильям Давенант.
William Davenant (Уильям Давенант) The Christians Reply to the Phylosopher THE Good in Graves as Heavenly Seed are sown; And at the Saints first Spring, the General Doome, Will rise, not by degrees, but fully blowne; When all the Angells to their Harvest come. Cannot Almighty […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. ‘A Gentleman’s Second-Hand Suit’. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) ‘A Gentleman’s Second-Hand Suit’ Here it is hanging in the sun By the pawn-shop door, A dress-suit – all its revels done Of heretofore. Long drilled to the waltzers’ swing and sway, As its tokens show: What it has seen, what it could […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Squire Hooper. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Squire Hooper Hooper was ninety. One September dawn He sent a messenger For his physician, who asked thereupon What ailed the sufferer Which he might circumvent, and promptly bid begone. ‘Doctor, I summoned you,’ the squire replied – ‘Pooh-pooh me though you […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. We Field-Women. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) We Field-Women How it rained When we worked at Flintcomb-Ash, And could not stand upon the hill Trimming swedes for the slicing-mill. The wet washed through us – plash, plash, plash: How it rained! How it snowed When we crossed from Flintcomb-Ash […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. An Evening in Galilee. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) An Evening in Galilee She looks far west towards Carmel, shading her eyes with her hand, And she then looks east to the Jordan, and the smooth Tiberias’ strand. ‘Is my son mad?’ she asks; and never an answer has she, Save from […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Concerning Agnes. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Concerning Agnes I am stopped from hoping what I have hoped before – Yes, many a time! – To dance with that fair woman yet once more As in the prime Of August, when the wide-faced moon looked through The boughs at the […]
English Poetry. Alice Dunbar-Nelson. I Sit and Sew. Элис Данбар-Нельсон.
Alice Dunbar-Nelson (Элис Данбар-Нельсон) I Sit and Sew I sit and sew—a useless task it seems, My hands grown tired, my head weighed down with dreams— The panoply of war, the martial tred of men, Grim-faced, stern-eyed, gazing beyond the ken Of lesser souls, whose eyes have not […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. “The Return to Nature”. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) “The Return to Nature” Histories of Modern Poetry (I) PROMETHEUS It was the south: mid-everything, Mid-land, mid-summer, noon; And deep within a limpid spring The mirrored sun of June. Splendour in freshness! Ah, who stole This sun, this fire, from heaven? […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Laws of Verse. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Laws of Verse Dear laws, come to my breast! Take all my frame, and make your close arms meet Around me; and so ruled, so warmed, so pressed, I breathe, aware; I feel my wild heart beat. Dear laws, be wings to […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. London Voluntaries. 2. Andante Con Moto. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) London Voluntaries. 2. Andante Con Moto Forth from the dust and din, The crush, the heat, the many-spotted glare, The odour and sense of life and lust aflare, The wrangle and jangle of unrests, Let us take horse, Dear Heart, take horse […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 30. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 30. Когда на суд безмолвных, тайных дум
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 30. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought When to the sessions of sweet silent thought, I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time’s […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Question. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Question IL POETA MI DISSE, “CHE PENSI?” Virgil stayed Dante with a wayside word; But long, and how, and loud and urgently The poets of my passion have I heard Summoning me. It is their closest whisper and their call. Their […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Voice of a Bird. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Voice of a Bird “He shall rise up at the voice of a bird.” — ECCLESIASTES Who then is “he”? Dante, Keats, Shakespeare, Milton, Shelley; all Rose in their greatness at the shrill decree, The little rousing inarticulate call. For they […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. To Conscripts. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) To Conscripts “Compel them to come in.” — ST. LUKE’S GOSPEL You “made a virtue of necessity” By divine sanction; you, the loth, the grey, The random, gentle, unconvinced; O be The crowned!—you may, you may. You, the compelled, be feasted! You, […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. Reflections. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) Reflections (I) IN IRELAND A mirror faced a mirror: ire and hate Opposite ire and hate: the multiplied, The complex charge rejected, intricate, From side to sullen side; One plot, one crime, one treachery, nay, one name, Assumed, denounced, in echoes of […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. In Honour of America, 1917. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) In Honour of America, 1917 IN ANTITHESIS TO ROSSETTI’S “ON THE REFUSAL OF AID BETWEEN NATIONS” Not that the earth is changing, O my God! Not that her brave democracies take heart To share, to rule her treasure, to impart The wine to […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Marriage of True Minds. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Marriage of True Minds (IN THE BACH-GOUNOD “AVE MARIA”) That seeking Prelude found its unforetold Unguessed intention, trend; Though needing no fulfilment, did enfold This exquisite end. Bach led his notes up through their delicate slope Aspiring, so they sound, And […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Belgium. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Belgium Ruined? Destroyed? Ah, no; though blood in rivers ran Down all her ancient streets; though treasures manifold, Love-wrought, time-mellowed, and beyond the price of gold Are lost, yet Belgium’s star shines still in God’s vast plan. Rarely have kings been great, […]
English Poetry. John Dyer. To Aurelia. Джон Дайер.
John Dyer (Джон Дайер) To Aurelia See, the flowery Spring is blown, Let us leave the smoky Town: From the Mall, and from the Ring, Every one has taken wing; Cloe, Strephon, Corydon, To the meadows all are gone What is left you worth your stay? Come, Aurelia, […]
English Poetry. John Dyer. An Epistle to a Friend in Town. Джон Дайер.
John Dyer (Джон Дайер) An Epistle to a Friend in Town HAVE my friends in the town, in the gay busy town, Forgot such a man as John Dyer? Or heedless despise they, or pity the clown Whose bosom no pageantries fire? No matter, no matter — content […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Behold the Earth. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Behold the Earth Behold the earth swung in among the stars Fit home for gods if men were only kind– Do thou thy part to shape it to those ends, By shaping thine own life to perfectness. Seek nothing for thyself or thine […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. Echoes. 5. I Am the Reaper. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) Echoes. 5. I Am the Reaper I am the Reaper. All things with heedful hook Silent I gather. Pale roses touched with the spring, Tall corn in summer, Fruits rich with autumn, and frail winter blossoms— Reaping, still reaping— All things with […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Beggar Cat. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Beggar Cat Poor little beggar cat, hollow-eyed and gaunt, Creeping down the alley way like a ghost of want, Kicked and beat by thoughtless boys, bent on cruel play, What a sorry life you lead, whether night or day! Hunting after […]
English Poetry. William Davenant. For the Lady Olivia Porter; a Present upon a New-years Day. Уильям Давенант.
William Davenant (Уильям Давенант) For the Lady Olivia Porter; a Present upon a New-years Day GOE! hunt the whiter Ermine! and present His wealthy skin, as this dayes Tribute sent To my Endimion’s Love; Though she be farre More gently smooth, more soft than Ermines are! Goe! climbe […]
English Poetry. William Davenant. The Christians Reply to the Phylosopher. Уильям Давенант.
William Davenant (Уильям Давенант) The Christians Reply to the Phylosopher THE Good in Graves as Heavenly Seed are sown; And at the Saints first Spring, the General Doome, Will rise, not by degrees, but fully blowne; When all the Angells to their Harvest come. Cannot Almighty […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. ‘A Gentleman’s Second-Hand Suit’. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) ‘A Gentleman’s Second-Hand Suit’ Here it is hanging in the sun By the pawn-shop door, A dress-suit – all its revels done Of heretofore. Long drilled to the waltzers’ swing and sway, As its tokens show: What it has seen, what it could […]