English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. It Isn’t Costly. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) It Isn’t Costly Does the grouch get richer quicker than the friendly sort of man? Can the grumbler labor better than the cheerful fellow can? Is the mean and churlish neighbor any cleverer than the one Who shouts a glad “good morning,” […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Heroes. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Heroes There are different kinds of heroes, there are some you hear about. They get their pictures printed, and their names the newsboys shout; There are heroes known to glory that were not afraid to die In the service of their country […]
English Poetry. Isaac Rosenberg. Zion. Айзек Розенберг.
Isaac Rosenberg (Айзек Розенберг) Zion She stood-a hill-ensceptred Queen, The glory streaming from her ; While Heaven flashed her rays between, And shed eternal summer. The gates of morning opened wide On sunny dome and steeple; Noon gleamed upon the mountain-side ‘Thronged with a happy people ; […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Childless. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Childless If certain folks that I know well Should come to me their woes to tell I’d read the sorrow in their faces And I could analyze their cases. I watch some couples day by day Go madly on their selfish way […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. At Sugar Camp. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) At Sugar Camp At Sugar Camp the cook is kind And laughs the laugh we knew as boys; And there we slip away and find Awaiting us the old-time joys. The catbird calls the selfsame way She used to in the long […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. As It Is!. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) As It Is! I might wish the world were better, I might sit around and sigh For a water that is wetter And a bluer sort of sky. There are times I think the weather Could be much improved upon, But when […]
English Poetry. John Keats. Specimen of Induction to a Poem. Джон Китс. Вступление к поэме. Опыт
John Keats (Джон Китс) Specimen of Induction to a Poem LO! I must tell a tale of chivalry; For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye. Not like the formal crest of latter days: But bending in a thousand graceful ways; So graceful, that it seems no […]
English Poetry. John Keats. To (“Hadst Thou Liv’d in Days of Old…”). Джон Китс. «Ах, живи ты в век старинный…»
John Keats (Джон Китс) To (“Hadst Thou Liv’d in Days of Old…”) Hadst thou liv’d in days of old, O what wonders had been told Of thy lively countenance, And thy humid eyes that dance In the midst of their own brightness; In the very fane of lightness. […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. In Winter, with the Book We Read in Spring. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) In Winter, with the Book We Read in Spring The blackberry’s bloom, when last we went this way, Veiled all her bowsome rods with trembling white; The robin’s sunset breast gave forth delight At sunset hour; the wind was warm with May. […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Triumph. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Triumph This windy sunlit morning after rain, The wet bright laurel laughs with beckoning gleam In the blown wood, whence breaks the wild white stream Rushing and flashing, glorying in its gain; Nor swerves nor parts, but with a swift disdain O’erleaps […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. A Mystery. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) A Mystery That sunless day no living shadow swept Across the hills, fleet shadow chasing light, Twin of the sailing cloud: but, mists wool white, Slow-stealing mists, on those heaved shoulders crept, And wrought about the strong hills while they slept In […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. The Contrast. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) The Contrast He loved her; having felt his love begin With that first look,—as lover oft avers. He made pale flowers his pleading ministers, Impressed sweet music, drew the springtime in To serve his suit; but when he could not win, Forgot […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Retrospect. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Retrospect “Backward,” he said, “dear heart I like to look To those half-spring, half-winter days, when first We drew together, ere the leaf-buds burst. Sunbeams were silver yet, keen gusts yet shook The boughs. Have you remembered that kind book, That for […]
English Poetry. Isaac Rosenberg. God. Айзек Розенберг.
Isaac Rosenberg (Айзек Розенберг) God In his malodorous brain what slugs and mire, Lanthorned in his oblique eyes, guttering burned! His body lodged a rat where men nursed souls. The world flashed grape-green eyes of a foiled cat To him. On fragments of an old shrunk power, On […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Sister Snow. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Sister Snow Praised be our Lord (to echo the sweet phrase Of saintly Francis) for our sister Snow: Whose soft, soft coming never man may know By any sound; whose down-light touch allays All fevers of worn earth. She clothes the days […]
English Poetry. Richard Watson Gilder. The New Day. After-Song. Ричард Уотсон Гилдер.
Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер) The New Day. After-Song Through love to light! O, wonderful the way That leads from darkness to the perfect day! From darkness and from sorrow of the night To morning that comes singing o’er the sea. Through love to light! Through light, O […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. Thick-headed Thoughts. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) Thick-headed Thoughts No. I I’ve something of the bull-dog in my breed, The spaniel is developed somewhat less; While life is in me I can fight and bleed, But never the chastising hand caress. You say the stroke was well intended. […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. To a Proud Beauty. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) To a Proud Beauty “A Valentine” Though I have loved you well, I ween, And you, too, fancied me, Your heart hath too divided been A constant heart to be. And like the gay and youthful knight, Who loved and rode […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. A Hunting Song. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) A Hunting Song Here’s a health to every sportsman, be he stableman or lord, If his heart be true, I care not what his pocket may afford; And may he ever pleasantly each gallant sport pursue, If he takes his liquor fairly, […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. Snowbirds. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) Snowbirds Along the narrow sandy height I watch them swiftly come and go, Or round the leafless wood, Like flurries of wind-driven snow, Revolving in perpetual flight, A changing multitude. Nearer and nearer still they sway, And, scattering in a circled sweep, Rush […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. By an Autumn Stream. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) By an Autumn Stream Now overhead, Where the rivulet loiters and stops, The bittersweet hangs from the tops Of the alders and cherries Its bunches of beautiful berries, Orange and red. And the snowbirds flee, Tossing up on the far brown field, Now […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Ma Lady’s Lips Am Like de Honey. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Ma Lady’s Lips Am Like de Honey (Negro Love Song) Breeze a-sighin’ and a-blowin’, Southern summer night. Stars a-gleamin’ and a-glowin’, Moon jes shinin’ right. Strollin’, like all lovers do, Down de lane wid Lindy Lou; Honey on her lips […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Sence You Went Away. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Sence You Went Away Seems lak to me de stars don’t shine so bright, Seems lak to me de sun done loss his light, Seems lak to me der’s nothin’ goin’ right, Sence you went away. Seems lak to me de […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. The Reward. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) The Reward No greater earthly boon than this I crave, That those who some day gather ’round my grave, In place of tears, may whisper of me then, “He sang a song that reached the hearts of men.” James Weldon Johnson’s other […]
English Poetry. Abraham Cowley. Platonick Love. Абрахам Каули.
Abraham Cowley (Абрахам Каули) Platonick Love INDEED I must confess, When souls mix ‘t is an happiness; But not complete till bodies too do combine, And closely as our minds together join: But half of heaven the souls in glory taste, Till by love in heaven, at last, […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 101. O truant Muse what shall be thy amends. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 101. О ветреная муза, отчего
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 101. O truant Muse what shall be thy amends O truant Muse what shall be thy amends, For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed? Both truth and beauty on my love depends: So dost thou too, and therein dignified: Make answer Muse, […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Vashti. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Vashti I sometimes take you in my dreams to a far-off land I used to know, Back in the ages long ago; a land of palms and languid streams. A land, by night, of jeweled skies, by day, of shores that […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. To the River Avon. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) To the River Avon Avon! why runnest thou away so fast? Rest thee before that Chancel where repose The bones of him whose spirit moves the world. I have beheld thy birthplace, I have seen Thy tiny ripples where they play amid […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. Idle Words. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) Idle Words They say that every idle word Is numbered by the Omniscient Lord. O Parliament! ’tis well that He Endureth for Eternity, And that a thousand Angels wait To write them at thy inner gate. Walter Savage Landor’s other poems: Ternissa! […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. Daniel Defoe. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) Daniel Defoe Few will acknowledge what they owe To persecuted, brave Defoe. Achilles, in Homeric song, May, or he may not, live so long As Crusoe; few their strength had tried Without so staunch and safe a guide. What boy is there […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. The Poet Who Sleeps. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) The Poet Who Sleeps One day, when I was young, I read About a poet, long since dead, Who fell asleep, as poets do In writing–and make others too. But herein lies the story’s gist, How a gay queen came up and […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. The Lover. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) The Lover Now thou art gone, tho’ not gone far, It seems that there are worlds between us; Shine here again, thou wandering star! Earth’s planet! and return with Venus. At times thou broughtest me thy light When restless sleep had […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. A Pastoral. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) A Pastoral Damon was sitting in the grove With Phyllis, and protesting love; And she was listening; but no word Of all he loudly swore she heard. How! was she deaf then? no, not she, Phyllis was quite the contrary. Tapping his […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. Ad Vatem. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) Ad Vatem Whittier! the Land that loves thee, she whose child Thou art,—and whose uplifted hands thou long Hast stayed with song availing like a prayer,— She feels a sudden pang, who gave thee birth And gave to thee the lineaments supreme […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. Hawthorne. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) Hawthorne Harp of New England song, That even in slumber tremblest with the touch Of poets who like the four winds from thee waken All harmonies that to thy strings belong,— Say, wilt thou blame the younger hands too much Which from […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. “Ubi Sunt Qui Ante Nos?”. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) “Ubi Sunt Qui Ante Nos?” Read at the Semi-Centennial Meeting of the Century Association, January 13, 1897 How now are the Others faring? Where sit They all in state? And is there a token that somewhere, beyond the muffled […]
English Poetry. Abraham Cowley. The Wish. Абрахам Каули.
Abraham Cowley (Абрахам Каули) The Wish WELL then! I now do plainly see This busy world and I shall ne’er agree. The very honey of all earthly joy Does of all meats the soonest cloy; And they, methinks, deserve my pity Who for it can endure the stings, […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. Corda Concordia. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) Corda Concordia Read at the Opening Session of the Summer School of Philosophy, Concord, July 11, 1881 No sandalled footsteps fall, Tablet and coronal From the Cephissian grove have vanished long, Yet in the sacred dale Still bides the […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. Custer. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) Custer What! shall that sudden blade Leap out no more? No more thy hand be laid Upon the sword-hilt, smiting sore? O for another such The charger’s rein to clutch,— One equal voice to summon victory, Sounding thy battle-cry, Brave darling of […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. The Monument of Greeley. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) The Monument of Greeley Read at the Unveiling of the Bust surmounting the Printers’ Monument to Horace Greeley, Greenwood Cemetery, December 4, 1876 Once more, dear mother Earth, we stand In reverence where thy bounty gave Our brother, yielded […]