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English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Lamp at the Window. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Lamp at the Window Like some gaunt ghost the tempest wails Outside my door; its icy nails Beat on the pane: and Night and Storm Around the house, with furious flails Of wind, from which the slant sleet hails, Stalk up […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Limnad. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Limnad I. The lake she haunts gleams dreamily ‘Twixt sleepy boughs of melody, Set ‘mid the hills beside the sea, In tangled bush and brier; Where the ghostly sunsets write Wondrous things in golden light; And above the pine-crowned height, […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Lost Garden. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Lost Garden Roses, brier on brier, Like a hedge of fire, Walled it from the world and rolled Crimson ’round it; manifold Blossoms, ‘mid which once of old Walked my Heart’s Desire. There the golden Hours Dwelt; and ‘mid the […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Old Herb-Man. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Old Herb-Man On the barren hillside lone he sat; On his head he wore a tattered hat; In his hand he bore a crooked staff; Never heard I laughter like his laugh, On the barren hillside, thistle-hoar. Cracked his laughter […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Passing Glory. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Passing Glory Slow sinks the sun, a great carbuncle ball Red in the cavern of a sombre cloud, And in her garden, where the dense weeds crowd, Among her dying asters stands the Fall, Like some lone woman in a ruined […]

English Poetry. Francis Turner Palgrave. The Rejoicing of the Land. Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев.

Francis Turner Palgrave (Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев) The Rejoicing of the Land 1295 So the land had rest! and the cloud of that heart-sore struggle and pain Rose from her ancient hills, and peace shone o’er her again, Sunlike chasing the plagues wherewith the land was defiled; And […]

English Poetry. Francis Turner Palgrave. Caesar to Egbert. Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев.

Francis Turner Palgrave (Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев) Caesar to Egbert 1 England, fair England! Empress isle of isles! –Round whom the loving-envious ocean plays, Girdling thy feet with silver and with smiles, Whilst all the nations crowd thy liberal bays; With rushing wheel and heart of fire they […]

English Poetry. Francis Turner Palgrave. Marston Moor. Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев.

Francis Turner Palgrave (Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев) Marston Moor July 2: 1644 O, summer-high that day the sun His chariot drove o’er Marston wold: A rippling sea of amber wheat That floods the moorland vale with gold. With harvest light the valley laughs, The sheaves in mellow […]

English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 130. My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 130. Ее глаза на звезды не похожи

William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 130. My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun, Coral is far more red, than her lips red, If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun: If hairs be wires, black wires grow […]

English Poetry. Francis Turner Palgrave. The Childless Mother. Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев.

Francis Turner Palgrave (Фрэнсис Тернер Палгрев) The Childless Mother 1700-1702 Oft in midnight visions Ghostly by my bed Stands a Father’s image, Pale discrowned head:– –I forsook thee, Father! Was no child to thee! Child-forsaken Mother, Now ’tis so with me. Oft I see the brother, […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Pessimist. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Pessimist Here is a tale for uncles and old aunties: There was a man once who denied the Devil, Yet in the world saw nothing else but evil; A pessimist, with face as sour as Dante’s. Still people praised him; men […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Puritans’ Christmas. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Puritans’ Christmas Their only thought religion, What Christmas joys had they, The stern, staunch Pilgrim Fathers who Knew naught of holiday?– A log-church in the clearing ‘Mid solitudes of snow, The wild-beast and the wilderness, And lurking Indian foe. […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Rain. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Rain We stood where the fields were tawny, Where the redolent woodland was warm, And the summer above us, now lawny, Was alive with the pulse winds of storm. And we watched weak wheat waves lighten, And wince and hiss […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Rue-Anemone. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Rue-Anemone Under an oak-tree in a woodland, where The dreaming Spring had dropped it from her hair, I found a flower, through which I seemed to gaze Beyond the world and see what no man dare Behold and live the myths […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Sea-King. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Sea-King 1 In green sea-caverns dim, Deep down, A monarch pale and slim, Whose soul’s a frown, He ruleth cold and grim In foamy crown: In green sea-caverns dim, Deep down. 2 He hears the Mermaid sing So […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Soul. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Soul An heritage of hopes and fears And dreams and memory, And vices of ten thousand years God gives to thee. A house of clay, the home of Fate, Haunted of Love and Sin, Where Death stands knocking at the […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Town Witch. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Town Witch Crab-Faced, crab-tongued, with deep-set eyes that glared, Unfriendly and unfriended lived the crone Upon the common in her hut, alone, Past which but seldom any villager fared. Some said she was a witch and rode, wild-haired, To devils’ revels: […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Universal Wind. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Universal Wind Wild son of Heav’n, with laughter and alarm, Now East, now West, now North, now South he goes, Bearing in one harsh hand dark death and storm, And in the other, sunshine and a rose. Madison Julius Cawein’s other […]

English Poetry. Sarah Orne Jewett. Verses. Сара Орн Джеветт.

Sarah Orne Jewett (Сара Орн Джеветт) Verses 1 A sleeping giant in his cloak of grass— The strong great hill that lifts against the sky; And nothing wakes him, even when we climb Far up with careless footsteps, you and I. Though God’s life is the […]

English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 129. Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 129. Издержки духа и стыда растрата

William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 129. Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action, and till action, lust Is perjured, murd’rous, bloody full of blame, Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust, Enjoyed no […]

English Poetry. Sarah Orne Jewett. The Spendthrift Doll. Сара Орн Джеветт.

Sarah Orne Jewett (Сара Орн Джеветт) The Spendthrift Doll As I was coming down the street, I saw the saddest sight; Sitting before a candy-shop, A doll all dressed in white. A Paris hat was on her head, Her eyes were china blue, And, looking down below her […]

English Poetry. Sarah Orne Jewett. In a Christmas Letter. Сара Орн Джеветт.

Sarah Orne Jewett (Сара Орн Джеветт) In a Christmas Letter We are so close together Though you are far away, God bless my darling and keep her safe, I whisper when I pray; Dear friend, we are each others now, And it is Christmas day. The sun […]

English Poetry. Sarah Orne Jewett. To My Father. Сара Орн Джеветт.

Sarah Orne Jewett (Сара Орн Джеветт) To My Father When in the quiet house I sat alone, Sometimes I heard your footfall drawing near; And with a thrill of gladness open wide I flung my door to bid you welcome, dear. Sometimes you did not even speak to […]

English Poetry. Sarah Orne Jewett. Assurance. Сара Орн Джеветт.

Sarah Orne Jewett (Сара Орн Джеветт) Assurance It sometimes happens that two friends will meet, And with a smile and touch of hands again Go on their way along the noisy street. Each is so sure of all the friendship sweet, The loving silence gives no thought of […]

English Poetry. Sarah Orne Jewett. A Caged Bird. Сара Орн Джеветт.

Sarah Orne Jewett (Сара Орн Джеветт) A Caged Bird High at the window in her cage, The old canary sits and sings, Nor sees across the curtain pass The shadow of a swallow’s wings. A poor deceit and copy this Of larger lives that count their span, […]

English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 27. Drink to Her. Томас Мур. Из цикла «Ирландские мелодии». 27. Подруга

Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) From “Irish Melodies”. 27. Drink to Her Drink to her, who long Hath waked the poet’s sigh. The girl, who gave to song What gold could never buy. Oh! woman’s heart was made For minstrel hands alone; By other fingers played, It yields not […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Waning Year. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Waning Year A Sense of something that is sad and strange; Of something that is felt as death is felt, As shadows, phantoms, in a haunted grange, Around me seems to melt. It rises, so it seems, from the decay […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Woman. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Woman With her fair face she made my heaven, Beneath whose stars and moon and sun I worshiped, praying, having striven, For wealth through which she might be won. And yet she had no soul: A woman As fair and cruel […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. To Sorrow. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) To Sorrow I. O Dark-Eyed goddess of the marble brow, Whose look is silence and whose touch is night, Who walkest lonely through the world, O thou, Who sittest lonely with Life’s blown-out light; Who in the hollow hours of night’s […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Trees. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Trees “Trees,” so he said and laid him lovingly At a great beech-tree’s root, “are my best friends. Upon their love it seems my life depends. No dog or woman for me! Give me a tree! In winter saying, ‘ Courage! hold […]

English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 128. How oft when thou, my music, music play’st. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 128. Едва лишь ты, о музыка моя

William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 128. How oft when thou, my music, music play’st How oft when thou, my music, music play’st, Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway’st The wiry concord that mine ear confounds, Do I envy those […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Victory. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Victory Though dead the flower, That, from her tower, Love flung you in some perfect hour: Though quenched the light, That, on the height, Faith built, a beacon in the fight: Though gone the star, That, seen afar, Hope lit to guide […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Womanhood. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Womanhood I. The summer takes its hue From something opulent as fair in her, And the bright heav’n is brighter than it was; Brighter and lovelier, Arching its beautiful blue, Serene and soft, as her sweet gaze, o’er us. II. […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Youth. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Youth I Morn’s mystic rose is reddening on the hills, Dawn’s irised nautilus makes glad the sea; There is a lyre of flame that throbs and fills Far heaven and earth with hope’s wild ecstasy.– With lilied field and grove, Haunts […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Wherefore. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Wherefore I would not see, yet must behold The truth they preach in church and hall; And question so, – Is death then all, And life an idle tale that’s told? The myriad wonders art hath wrought I deemed eternal as […]

English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Under the Hunter’s Moon. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.

Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Under the Hunter’s Moon White from her chrysalis of cloud, The moth-like moon swings upward through the night; And all the bee-like stars that crowd The hollow hive of heav’n wane in her light. Along the distance, folds of mist Hang […]

English Poetry. Charles Wesley. O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing. Чарльз Уэсли.

Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer’s praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace! My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad […]

English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Father, Saviour of Mankind. Чарльз Уэсли.

Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Father, Saviour of mankind, Who hast on me bestowed An immortal soul, designed To be the house of God; Come, and now reside in me, Never, never to remove; Make me just and good, like thee, And full of power and […]

English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Happy the Man That Finds the Grace. Чарльз Уэсли.

Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Happy the man that finds the grace, The blessing of God’s chosen race, The wisdom coming from above, The faith that sweetly works by love. Happy beyond description he Who knows, The Saviour died for me, The gift unspeakable obtains, […]

English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Ye Thirsty for God, To Jesus Give Ear. Чарльз Уэсли.

Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли) * * * Ye thirsty for God, To Jesus give ear, And take, through his blood, A power to draw near; His kind invitation Ye sinners embrace, Accepting salvation, Salvation by grace. Sent down from above, Who governs the skies, In vehement love […]