English Poetry. William Dean Howells. The Two Wives. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) The Two Wives THE COLONEL rode by his picket-line In the pleasant morning sun, That glanced from him far off to shine On the crouching rebel picket’s gun. From his command the captain strode Out with a grave salute, And […]
English Poetry. William Dean Howells. Change. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) Change SOMETIMES, when after spirited debate Of letters or affairs, in thought I go Smiling unto myself, and all aglow With some immediate purpose, and elate As if my little, trivial scheme were great, And what I would so were already […]
English Poetry. William Dean Howells. Vision. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) Vision WITHIN a poor man’s squalid home I stood: The one bare chamber, where his work-worn wife Above the stove and wash-tub passed her life, Next the sty where they slept with all their brood. But I saw not that sunless, breathless […]
English Poetry. William Dean Howells. In Earliest Spring. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) In Earliest Spring TOSSING his mane of snows in wildest eddies and tangles, Lion-like March cometh in, hoarse, with tempestuous breath, Through all the moaning chimneys, and ‘thwart all the hollows and angles Round the shuddering house, threatening of winter and death. […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. A Winter’s Tale. Дилан Томас. Зимняя сказка
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) A Winter’s Tale It is a winter’s tale That the snow blind twilight ferries over the lakes And floating fields from the farm in the cup of the vales, Gliding windless through the hand folded flakes, The pale breath of cattle at the stealthy […]
English Poetry. John Gay. An Epistle to Her Grace, Henrietta, Duchess of Marlborough. Джон Гей. Послание её светлости Генриетте, герцогине Мальборо
John Gay (Джон Гей) An Epistle to Her Grace, Henrietta, Duchess of Marlborough Excuse me, Madam, if amidst your tears A Muse intrudes, a Muse who feels your cares; Numbers, like Musick, can ev’n Grief controul, And lull to peace the tumults of the soul. […]
English Poetry. John Gay. To a Lady on Her Passion for Old China. Джон Гей. К леди, которая с увлечением собирает старинную китайскую посуду
John Gay (Джон Гей) To a Lady on Her Passion for Old China What ecstasies her bosom fire! How her eyes languish with desire! How blest, how happy should I be, Were that fond glance bestow’d on me! New doubts and fears within me […]
English Poetry. John Gay. Revenge: or Fartherly Kindness. Джон Гей. Месть, или О том, как отец проявил доброту к замужней дочери
John Gay (Джон Гей) Revenge: or Fartherly Kindness A vixen wife, who felt the horsewhip’s smart, Ran to her Father – begg’d he’d take her part. “What was your fault? (said he) Come, state the case.” “I threw some coffee in my husband’s face, […]
English Poetry. John Gay. Fable. Джон Гей. Басня
John Gay (Джон Гей) Fable A Milk-white Swan, in Aesop’s time, Had got the knack of making rhyme; All other birds he did excel; Wrote verses, – yes, – and wrote them well: Praised was his genius, and his parts – All wondered […]
English Poetry. Francis Thompson. Beginning of End. Фрэнсис Томпсон.
Francis Thompson (Фрэнсис Томпсон) Beginning of End She was aweary of the hovering Of Love’s incessant tumultuous wing; Her lover’s tokens she would answer not– ‘Twere well she should be strange with him somewhat: A pretty babe, this Love,–but fie on it, That would not suffer her lay […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. A Water Color. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) A Water Color There’s a picture in my room Lightens many an hour of gloom,— Cheers me under fortune’s frown And the drudgery of town. Many and many a winter day When my soul sees all things gray, Here is veritable […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. A Fireside Vision. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) A Fireside Vision Once I walked the world enchanted Through the scented woods of spring, Hand in hand with Love, in rapture Just to hear a bluebird sing. Now the lonely winds of autumn Moan about my gusty eaves, As I sit beside […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. The Givers of Life. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) The Givers of Life I Who called us forth out of darkness and gave us the gift of life, Who set our hands to the toiling, our feet in the field of strife? Darkly they mused, predestined to knowledge of viewless things, […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. Trees. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) Trees In the Garden of Eden, planted by God, There were goodly trees in the springing sod,— Trees of beauty and height and grace, To stand in splendor before His face. Apple and hickory, ash and pear, Oak and beech and the […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. In the Day of Battle. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) In the Day of Battle In the day of battle, In the night of dread, Let one hymn be lifted, Let one prayer be said. Not for pride of conquest, Not for vengeance wrought, Nor for peace and safety With dishonour bought! […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. A Sea Rover. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) A Sea Rover The breakers dash, the breakers boom, Upon the beaches ceaselessly; Beyond the line of flying spume Stretch weltering wastes of sea. There gray gulls hold their loud carouse, The four great winds rejoice or mourn, There go deep barques, with […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. The Tides. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) The Tides Through rush and reed The long, strong tides recede, Jostle and surge, And toss and urge, And foam and merge, Where lily roots shine bright like bronzen brede. “Haste! haste!” That is their cry; Back to the mother waste They fleet, […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. The Pleiads. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) The Pleiads “Who are ye with clustered light, Little Sisters seven?” “Crickets, chirping all the night On the hearth of heaven.” John Bannister Tabb’s other poems: Chimney Stacks The Bobolink The Bee and the Blossoms A Duet Butterfly To […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. Jack-o’-Lantern. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) Jack-o’-Lantern “Jack-o’-Lantern, Jack-o’-Lantern, Tell me where you hide by day?” “In the cradle where the vapours Dream the sunlit hours away.” “Jack-o’-Lantern, Jack-o’-Lantern, Who rekindles you at night?” “Any firefly in the meadow Lends a Jack-o’-Lantern light.” John Bannister Tabb’s other […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. The Tax-Gatherer. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) The Tax-Gatherer “And pray, who are you?” Said the violet blue To the Bee, with surprise At his wonderful size, In her eye-glass of dew. “I, madam,” quoth he, “Am a publican Bee, Collecting the tax On honey and wax. Have […]
English Poetry. Francis Thompson. Daisy. Фрэнсис Томпсон.
Francis Thompson (Фрэнсис Томпсон) Daisy Where the thistle lifts a purple crown Six foot out of the turf, And the harebell shakes on the windy hill— O the breath of the distant surf!— The hills look over on the South, And southward dreams the sea; And, with […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. The Bee and the Blossoms. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) The Bee and the Blossoms “Why stand ye idle, blossoms bright, The livelong summer day?” “Alas! we labour all the night For what thou takest away.” John Bannister Tabb’s other poems: Chimney Stacks The Bobolink The Honey-Bee The Pleiads A Duet […]
English Poetry. John Reuben Thompson. The Battle Rainbow. Джон Рубен Томпсон.
John Reuben Thompson (Джон Рубен Томпсон) The Battle Rainbow The warm, weary day, was departing–the smile Of the sunset gave token the tempest had ceased; And the lightning yet fitfully gleamed for a while On the cloud that sank sullen and dark in the east. There our […]
English Poetry. John Reuben Thompson. Lee to the Rear. Джон Рубен Томпсон.
John Reuben Thompson (Джон Рубен Томпсон) Lee to the Rear Dawn of a pleasant morning in May, Broke through the Wilderness cool and gray; While perched in the tallest tree-tops, the birds Were carolling Mendelssohn’s “Song without Words.” Far from the haunts of men remote, The brook […]
English Poetry. John Reuben Thompson. Obsequies of Stuart. Джон Рубен Томпсон.
John Reuben Thompson (Джон Рубен Томпсон) Obsequies of Stuart We could not pause, while yet the noontide air Shook with the cannonade’s incessant pealing, The funeral pageant fitly to prepare— A nation’s great revealing. The smoke, above the glimmering woodland wide That skirts our southward border in […]
English Poetry. Edith Matilda Thomas. The Firebrand (Northern Ohio, Christmas Eve, 1804). Эдит Матильда Томас.
Edith Matilda Thomas (Эдит Матильда Томас) The Firebrand (Northern Ohio, Christmas Eve, 1804) Hark to a story of Christmas Eve In the lonely days of yore: ‘Tis of the measureless, savage woods By the great lake’s windy shore– Of mother and child, in a firelit span, Where the […]
English Poetry. Edith Matilda Thomas. Holly and Mistletoe. Эдит Матильда Томас.
Edith Matilda Thomas (Эдит Матильда Томас) Holly and Mistletoe Said the Holly to the Mistletoe: “Of this holy-tide what canst know,– Thou a pagan–thou Of the leafless bough? My leaves are green, my scarlet berries shine At thought of things divine!” To the Holly spake the Mistletoe: […]
English Poetry. John Gay. The Coquet Mother and Coquet Daughter. Джон Гей. Кокетка мать и кокетка дочь
John Gay (Джон Гей) The Coquet Mother and Coquet Daughter A SONG At the close of the day, When the beanflower and hay Breath’d odours in every wind; Love enliven’d the veins Of the damsels and swains; Each glance and each action […]
English Poetry. John Gay. A Ballad on Ale. Джон Гей. Баллада об Эле
John Gay (Джон Гей) A Ballad on Ale Whilst some in Epic strains delight, Whilst others Pastorals invite, As taste or whim prevail; Assist me, all ye tuneful Nine, Support me in the great design, To sing of nappy Ale. Some folks […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. An Exile. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) An Exile I can remember the plaint of the wind on the moor, Crying at dawning, and crying at shut of the day, And the call of the gulls that is eerie and dreary and dour, And the sound of the surge as it […]
English Poetry. Thomas Love Peacock. Rich & Poor; or Saint & Sinner. Томас Лав Пикок.
Thomas Love Peacock (Томас Лав Пикок) Rich & Poor; or Saint & Sinner The poor man’s sins are glaring; In the face of ghostly warning He is caught in the fact Of an overt act— Buying greens on a Sunday morning. The rich man’s sins are hidden […]
English Poetry. Francis Thompson. New Year’s Chimes. Фрэнсис Томпсон.
Francis Thompson (Фрэнсис Томпсон) New Year’s Chimes What is the song the stars sing? (And a million songs are as song of one) This is the song the stars sing: (Sweeter song’s none) One to set, and many to sing, (And a million songs are as song […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Verses Addressed to the Imitator…. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Verses Addressed to the Imitator… In two large columns on thy motley page Where Roman wit is strip’d with English rage; Where ribaldry to satire makes pretence, And modern scandal rolls with ancient sense: Whilst on one side we see how Horace […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. To a Friend on His Travels. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) To a Friend on His Travels From this vile town, immers’d in smoke and care, To you who brighten in a purer air, Your faithful friend conveys her tenderest thought (Though now perhaps neglected and forgot). May blooming health your wonted mirth […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. The Fifth Ode of the First Book of Horace Imitated. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) The Fifth Ode of the First Book of Horace Imitated Quis multa gracilis te puer in rosa. For whom are now your airs put on, And what new beauty’s doom’d to be undone? That careless elegance of dress, This essence that […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Song. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Song How happy is the harden’d heart, Where interest is the only view! Can sigh and meet, or smile and part, Nor pleas’d, nor griev’d, nor false, nor true – Yet, have they truly peace of mind? Or do they ever truly […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Epilogue to Mary Queen of Scots. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Epilogue to Mary Queen of Scots What could luxurious woman wish for more, To fix her joys, or to extend her pow’r? Their every wish was in this Mary seen, Gay, witty, youthful, beauteous, and a queen. Vain, useless blessings with ill-conduct […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Addressed to ——, 1736. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Addressed to ——, 1736 With toilsome steps I pass thro’ life’s dull road (No pack-horse half so tired of his load); And when this dirty journey will conclude, To what new realms is then my way pursued? Say, then does the unbodied […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Arabesque. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Arabesque On a background of pale gold I would trace with quaint design, Penciled fine, Brilliant-colored, Moorish scenes, Mosques and crescents, pages, queens, Line on line, That the prose-world of to-day Might the gorgeous Past’s array Once behold. On the magic painted shield […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. On the Proposal to Erect a Monument in England to Lord Byron. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) On the Proposal to Erect a Monument in England to Lord Byron The grass of fifty Aprils hath waved green Above the spent heart, the Olympian head, The hands crost idly, the shut eyes unseen, Unseeing, the locked lips whose song hath fled; Yet […]