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 […]
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. Thomas Hardy. The Mongrel. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Mongrel In Havenpool Harbour the ebb was strong, And a man with a dog drew near and hung, And taxpaying day was coming along, So the mongrel had to be drowned. The man threw a stick from the paved wharf-side Into the […]
English Poetry. John Oldham. Complaining of Absence. Джон Олдем.
John Oldham (Джон Олдем) Complaining of Absence TEN days (if I forget not) wasted are (A year in any lover’s calendar) Since I was forced to part, and bid adieu To all my joy and happiness in you: And still by the same hindrance am detained, Which me […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. The Rain and the Wind. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) The Rain and the Wind The rain and the wind, the wind and the rain – They are with us like a disease: They worry the heart, they work the brain, As they shoulder and clutch at the shrieking pane, And savage […]
English Poetry. John Oldham. The Parting. Джон Олдем.
John Oldham (Джон Олдем) The Parting TOO happy had I been indeed, if fate Had made it lasting, as she made it great; But ’twas the plot of unkind destiny, To lift me to, then snatch me from my joy: She raised my hopes, and brought them just […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. Ballad (She’s up and gone, the graceless girl). Томас Гуд (Худ).
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) Ballad (She’s up and gone, the graceless girl) She’s up and gone, the graceless girl, And robb’d my failing years! My blood before was thin and cold But now ’tis turn’d to tears;– My shadow falls upon my grave, So near the brink […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. Sonnet (How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky). Томас Гуд (Худ).
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) Sonnet (How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky) WRITTEN IN A VOLUME OF SHAKSPEARE. How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled! Hues of all flow’rs, that in their ashes lie, Trophied in that fair […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. The Poet’s Portion. Томас Гуд (Худ).
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) The Poet’s Portion What is a mine–a treasury–a dower– A magic talisman of mighty power? A poet’s wide possession of the earth. He has th’ enjoyment of a flower’s birth Before its budding–ere the first red streaks,– And Winter cannot rob him of […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. Dust of the Street. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) Dust of the Street This cosmic dust beneath our feet Rising to hurry down the street, Borne by the wind and blown astray In its erratic, senseless way, Is the same stuff as you and I— With knowledge and desire put by. […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. Threnody for a Poet. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) Threnody for a Poet Not in the ancient abbey, Nor in the city ground, Not in the lonely mountains, Nor in the blue profound, Lay him to rest when his time is come And the smiling mortal lips are dumb; But here in […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. Wild Geese. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) Wild Geese Along the ocean’s shingly edge, Athwart the turquoise sweep of sky, The wild geese in a winged wedge Go darkling by. From far lagoons be-plumed with palm, By cove and cape, by bluff and bay, Through depths of storm, through vasts […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. Night Song by the Sea. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) Night Song by the Sea Wind and rain are at the pane, Shrilling, drumming without cease; And the breakers’ loud refrain Gives the shuddering heart no peace. Lord of all the things that be, Pity Thou the souls at sea! Snugly roofed with […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. A Sea Shell. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) A Sea Shell You speak to me Of the long plunge and welter of the sea; Likewise you are Oracular Of its low melody. You voice its laughing moods, Its lyric interludes, Its secrecies, its sorceries, its mysteries, Its tragic histories. Aye, all that […]