English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Dream Road. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Dream Road I took the road again last night On which my boyhood’s hills look down; The old road leading from the town, The village there below the height, Its cottage homes, all huddled brown, Each with its blur of light. […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Catkins. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Catkins I. Misty are the far-off hills And misty are the near; Purple hazes dimly lie Veiling hill and field and sky, Marshes where the hylas cry, Like a myriad bills Piping, “Spring is here!” II. A redbird flits, […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. The War. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) The War There is a sound of thunder afar, Storm in the south that darkens the day, Storm of battle and thunder of war, Well, if it do not roll our way. Form! form! Riflemen form! Ready, be ready to meet the storm! Riflemen, […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Bad Luck. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Bad Luck Once a rabbit crossed my road When I went to see my aunt; And another time a toad Hopped right in my way. You can’t Kill toads, for that makes it rain, And would spoil your day again. But […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. At Nineveh. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) At Nineveh Written for my friend Walter S. Mathews. There was a princess once, who loved the slave Of an Assyrian king, her father; known At Nineveh as Hadria; o’er whose grave The sands of centuries have long been blown; Yet […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Achievement. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Achievement He held himself splendidly forward Both early and late; The aim of his purpose was starward, To master his fate: So he wrought and he toiled and he waited, Till he rose o’er the hordes that he hated, And stood on […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. A Song for Yule. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) A Song for Yule I Sing, Hey, when the time rolls round this way, And the bells peal out, ‘Tis Christmas Day; The world is better then by half, For joy, for joy; In a little while you will see it […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. A Forest Child. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) A Forest Child There is a place I search for still, Sequestered as the world of dreams, A bushy hollow, and a hill That whispers with descending streams, Cool, careless waters, wandering down, Like Innocence who runs to town, Leaving the wildwood […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. A Baby. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) A Baby Why speak of Rajah rubies, And roses of the South? I know a sweeter crimson A baby’s mouth. Why speak of Sultan sapphires And violet seas and skies? I know a lovelier azure A baby’s eyes. Go seek […]
English Poetry. Paul Laurence Dunbar. Accountability. Пол Лоренс Данбар.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (Пол Лоренс Данбар) Accountability Folks ain’t got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits; Him dat giv’ de squir’ls de bushtails made de bobtails fu’ de rabbits. Him dat built de gread big mountains hollered out de little valleys, Him dat made de […]
English Poetry. Paul Laurence Dunbar. Retort. Пол Лоренс Данбар.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (Пол Лоренс Данбар) Retort “Thou art a fool,” said my head to my heart, “Indeed, the greatest of fools thou art, To be led astray by the trick of a tress, By a smiling face or a ribbon smart;” And my heart was in sore […]
English Poetry. Paul Laurence Dunbar. The Poet and His Song. Пол Лоренс Данбар.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (Пол Лоренс Данбар) The Poet and His Song A song is but a little thing, And yet what joy it is to sing! In hours of toil it gives me zest, And when at eve I long for rest; When cows come home along the […]
English Poetry. Paul Laurence Dunbar. Ere Sleep Comes down to Soothe the Weary Eyes. Пол Лоренс Данбар.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (Пол Лоренс Данбар) * * * Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes, Which all the day with ceaseless care have sought The magic gold which from the seeker flies; Ere dreams put on the gown and cap of thought, And make the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Spring. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Spring Birds’ love and birds’ song Flying here and there, Birds’ songand birds’ love And you with gold for hair! Birds’ songand birds’ love Passing with the weather, Men’s song and men’s love, To love once and forever. Men’s love and birds’ love, […]
English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Rejoice Evermore with Angels Above. Чарльз Уэсли.
Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Rejoice evermore with angels above, In Jesus’s power, In Jesus’s love: With glad exultation Your triumph proclaim, Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb. Thou, Lord, our relief In trouble hast been; Hast saved us from grief, Hast saved us […]
English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Come, Ye Weary Sinners, Come. Чарльз Уэсли.
Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Come, ye weary sinners, come, All who groan beneath your load, Jesus calls his wanderers home, Hasten to your pardoning God! Come, ye guilty spirits oppressed, Answer to the Saviour’s call, ‘Come, and I will give you rest, Come, and I […]
English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Jesus, from Whom All Blessings Grow. Чарльз Уэсли.
Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Jesus, from whom all blessings flow, Great builder of thy church below, If now thy Spirit moves my breast, Hear, and fulfil thine own request! The few that truly call thee Lord, And wait thy sanctifying word, And thee their […]
English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Stupendous Love of God Most High!. Чарльз Уэсли.
Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Stupendous love of God most high! He comes to meet us from the sky In mildest majesty; Full of unutterable grace, He calls the weary burdened race, ‘Come all for help to me.’ Tired with the greatness of my way, […]
English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Saviour, The World’s and Mine. Чарльз Уэсли.
Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Saviour, the world’s and mine, Was ever grief like thine! Thou my pain, my curse hast took, All my sins were laid on thee; Help me, Lord; to thee I look, Draw me, Saviour, after thee. ‘Tis done! my God […]
English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Happy the Souls That First Believed. Чарльз Уэсли.
Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Happy the souls that first believed, To Jesus and each other cleaved, Joined by the unction from above In mystic fellowship of love. Meek, simple followers of the Lamb, They lived, and spake, and thought the same; They joyfully conspired […]
English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Where Shall My Wondering Soul Begin?. Чарльз Уэсли.
Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Where shall my wondering soul begin? How shall I all to heaven aspire? A slave redeemed from death and sin, A brand plucked from eternal fire, How shall I equal triumphs raise, Or sing my great Deliverer’s praise? O how […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Alter? When the Hills Do. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * Alter? When the hills do. Falter? When the sun Question if his glory Be the perfect one. Surfeit? When the daffodil Doth of the dew: Even as herself, O friend! I will of you! Emily Elizabeth Dickinson’s other poems: […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Mine. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) Mine Mine by the right of the white election! Mine by the royal seal! Mine by the sign in the scarlet prison Bars cannot conceal! Mine, here in vision and in veto! Mine, by the grave’s repeal Titled, confirmed, — delirious charter! […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. The Brain Within Its Groove. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back When floods have slit the hills, And scooped a turnpike for themselves, And blotted out the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Mariana. Альфред Теннисон. Мариана
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Mariana With blackest moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all: The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the pear to the gable-wall. The broken sheds look’d sad and strange: Unlifted was the clinking latch; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Belshazzar Had a Letter. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * Belshazzar had a letter, – He never had but one; Belshazzar’s correspondent Concluded and begun In that immortal copy The conscience of us all Can read without its glasses On revelation’s wall. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson’s other poems: Summer Shower Psalm […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Whether My Bark Went Down at Sea. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * Whether my bark went down at sea, Whether she met with gales, Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails; By what mystic mooring She is held to-day, – This is the errand of the eye Out upon […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Unreturning. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) Unreturning ‘T was such a little, little boat That toddled down the bay! ‘T was such a gallant, gallant sea That beckoned it away! ‘T was such a greedy, greedy wave That licked it from the coast; Nor ever guessed the stately […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. A Book. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) A Book He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy days, And this bequest of wings Was but a book. What […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. I Taste a Liquor Never Brewed. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From inns of […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. The Mystery of Pain. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) The Mystery of Pain Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself, Its infinite realms contain Its past, enlightened to perceive New […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. A Patriotic Creed. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) A Patriotic Creed To serve my country day by day At any humble post I may; To honor and respect her flag, To live the traits of which I brag; To be American in deed As well as in my printed creed. […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. At Pelletier’s. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) At Pelletier’s We’ve been out to Pelletier’s Brushing off the stain of years, Quitting all the moods of men And been boys and girls again. We have romped through orchards blazing, Petted ponies gently grazing, Hidden in the hayloft’s spaces, And the […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Grandpa. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Grandpa My grandpa is the finest man Excep’ my pa. My grandpa can Make kites an’ carts an’ lots of things You pull along the ground with strings, And he knows all the names of birds, And how they call ‘thout using […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Just Folks. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Just Folks We’re queer folks here. We’ll talk about the weather, The good times we have had together, The good times near, The roses buddin’, an’ the bees Once more upon their nectar sprees; The scarlet fever scare, an’ who Came mighty […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Lady Clare. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Lady Clare IT was the time when lilies blow, And clouds are highest up in air, Lord Ronald brought a lily-white doe To give his cousin, Lady Clare. I trow they did not part in scorn- Lovers long-betroth’d were they: They too will […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Memory. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Memory I stood and watched him playing, A little lad of three, And back to me came straying The years that used to be; In him the boy was Maying Who once belonged to me. The selfsame brown his eyes were […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Pa Did It!. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Pa Did It! The train of cars that Santa brought is out of kilter now; While pa was showing how they went he broke the spring somehow. They used to run around a track–at least they did when he Would let me […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Sausage. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Sausage You may brag about your breakfast foods you eat at break of day, Your crisp, delightful shavings and your stack of last year’s hay, Your toasted flakes of rye and corn that fairly swim in cream, Or rave about a sawdust […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Since Jessie Died. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Since Jessie Died We understand a lot of things we never did before, And it seems that to each other Ma and I are meaning more. I don’t know how to say it, but since little Jessie died We have learned that […]