English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. “The Old Leaven”. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) “The Old Leaven” A Dialogue Mark: So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return? Be sociable, man! for once in a way, Unless you’re too old to learn. The shadows are cool by the water […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. A Fragment. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) A Fragment They say that poison-sprinkled flowers Are sweeter in perfume Than when, untouched by deadly dew, They glowed in early bloom. They say that men condemned to die Have quaffed the sweetened wine With higher relish than the juice Of […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. In November. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) In November With loitering step and quiet eye, Beneath the low November sky, I wandered in the woods, and found A clearing, where the broken ground Was scattered with black stumps and briers, And the old wreck of forest fires. It was a bleak […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. An Autumn Landscape. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) An Autumn Landscape No wind there is that either pipes or moans; The fields are cold and still; the sky Is covered with a blue-gray sheet Of motionless cloud; and at my feet The river, curling softly by, Whispers and dimples round its quiet […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. The Poet’s Possession. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) The Poet’s Possession Think not, oh master of the well-tilled field, This earth is only thine; for after thee, When all is sown and gathered and put by, Comes the grave poet with creative eye, And from these silent acres and clean plots, Bids […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. A Re-assurance. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) A Re-assurance With what doubting eyes, oh sparrow, Thou regardest me, Underneath yon spray of yarrow, Dipping cautiously. Fear me not, oh little sparrow, Bathe and never fear, For to me both pool and yarrow And thyself are dear. Archibald Lampman’s other poems: […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Bridal Song. Уильям Шекспир.
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Bridal Song ROSES, their sharp spines being gone, Not royal in their smells alone, But in their hue; Maiden pinks, of odour faint, Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint, And sweet thyme true; Primrose, firstborn child of Ver; Merry springtime’s harbinger, With her bells […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. September. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) September Now hath the summer reached her golden close, And, lost amid her corn-fields, bright of soul, Scarcely perceives from her divine repose How near, how swift, the inevitable goal: Still, still, she smiles, though from her careless feet The bounty and the fruitful […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. At the Ferry. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) At the Ferry On such a day the shrunken stream Spends its last water and runs dry; Clouds like far turrets in a dream Stand baseless in the burning sky. On such a day at every rod The toilers in the hay-field halt, With […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. Comfort of the Fields. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) Comfort of the Fields What would’st thou have for easement after grief, When the rude world hath used thee with despite, And care sits at thine elbow day and night, Filching thy pleasures like a subtle thief? To me, when life besets me in […]
English Poetry. Walter Learned. On the Fly-Leaf of a Book of Old Plays. Уолтер Лирнед.
Walter Learned (Уолтер Лирнед) On the Fly-Leaf of a Book of Old Plays At Cato’s Head in Russell Street These leaves she sat a-stitching; I fancy she was trim and neat, Blue-eyed and quite bewitching. Before her on the street below, All powder, ruffs, and laces, There […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. The Dream of Home. Томас Мур. Родимый кров
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) The Dream of Home Who has not felt how sadly sweet The dream of home, the dream of home, Steals o’er the heart, too soon to fleet, When far o’er sea or land we roam? Sunlight more soft may o’er us fall, To greener […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. Come, Ye Disconsolate (From “Sacred Songs”). Томас Мур. Из цикла «Духовные песни». K страждущему
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) Come, Ye Disconsolate (From “Sacred Songs”) Come, ye disconsolate, where’er you languish, Come, at God’s altar fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish – Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. Joy of the desolate, Light of the […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Venus in a Garden. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Venus in a Garden ‘Twas at early morning, The dawn was blushing in her purple bed, When in a sweet, embowered garden She, the fairest of the goddesses, The lovely Venus, Roamed amongst the roses white and red. She sought for flowers […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Beauty That Is Never Old. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Beauty That Is Never Old When buffeted and beaten by life’s storms, When by the bitter cares of life oppressed, I want no surer haven than your arms, I want no sweeter heaven than your breast. When over my life’s way […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. The Awakening. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) The Awakening I dreamed that I was a rose That grew beside a lonely way, Close by a path none ever chose, And there I lingered day by day. Beneath the sunshine and the show’r I grew and waited there apart, Gathering […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Her Eyes Twin Pools. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Her Eyes Twin Pools Her eyes, twin pools of mystic light, The blend of star-sheen and black night; O’er which, to sound their glamouring haze, A man might bend, and vainly gaze. Her eyes, twin pools so dark and deep, In […]
English Poetry. Gerard Manley Hopkins. To His Watch. Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс.
Gerard Manley Hopkins (Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс) To His Watch Mortal my mate, bearing my rock-a-heart Warm beat with cold beat company, shall I Earlier or you fail at our force, and lie The ruins of, rifled, once a world of art? The telling time our task is; time’s […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Morning, Noon and Night. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Morning, Noon and Night When morning shows her first faint flush, I think of the tender blush That crept so gently to your cheek When first my love I dared to speak; How, in your glance, a dawning ray Gave promise of […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. The Gift to Sing. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) The Gift to Sing Sometimes the mist overhangs my path, And blackening clouds about me cling; But, oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful day– I softly sing. And if the way grows darker still, Shadowed […]
English Poetry. James Weldon Johnson. Prayer at Sunrise. Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон.
James Weldon Johnson (Джеймс Уэлдон Джонсон) Prayer at Sunrise O mighty, powerful, dark-dispelling sun, Now thou art risen, and thy day begun. How shrink the shrouding mists before thy face, As up thou spring’st to thy diurnal race! How darkness chases darkness to the west, As shades of […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. Death Stands above Me, Whispering Low. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) * * * Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear: Of his strange language all I know Is, there is not a word of fear. Walter Savage Landor’s other poems: Ternissa! You Are Fled! To Barry […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. Well I Remember How You Smiled. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) * * * Well I remember how you smiled To see me write your name upon The soft sea-sand–‘O! what a child! You think you’re writing upon stone!’ I have since written what no tide Shall ever wash away, what men Unborn […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. Leaf after Leaf Drops off, Flower after Flower. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) * * * Leaf after leaf drops off, flower after flower, Some in the chill, some in the warmer hour: Alike they flourish and alike they fall, And Earth who nourisht them receives them all. Should we, her wiser sons, be less […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. Age. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) Age Death, tho’ I see him not, is near And grudges me my eightieth year. Now, I would give him all these last For one that fifty have run past. Ah! he strikes all things, all alike, But bargains: those he will […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. To Robert Browning. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) To Robert Browning There is delight in singing, tho’ none hear Beside the singer: and there is delight In praising, tho’ the praiser sit alone And see the prais’d far off him, far above. Shakespeare is not our poet, but the world’s, […]
English Poetry. Walter Savage Landor. To Barry Cornwall. Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор.
Walter Savage Landor (Уолтер Сэвидж Лэндор) To Barry Cornwall Barry! your spirit long ago Has haunted me; at last I know The heart it sprung from: one more sound Ne’er rested on poetic ground. But, Barry Cornwall! by what right Wring you my breast and dim my sight, […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. Horace Greeley. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) Horace Greeley Earth, let thy softest mantle rest On this worn child to thee returning, Whose youth was nurtured at thy breast, Who loved thee with such tender yearning! He knew thy fields and woodland ways, And deemed thy humbleest son his […]
English Poetry. Gerard Manley Hopkins. Spring. Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс.
Gerard Manley Hopkins (Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс) Spring Nothing is so beautiful as spring – When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring The ear, it strikes like lightnings to […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. The Old Admiral. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) The Old Admiral Gone at last, That brave old hero of the Past! His spirit has a second birth, An unknown, grander life;— All of him that was earth Lies mute and cold, Like a wrinkled sheath and old Thrown off forever […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. Dartmouth Ode. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) Dartmouth Ode I PRELUDE A wind and a voice from the North! A courier-wind sent forth From the mountains to the sea: A summons borne to me From halls which the Muses haunt, from hills where the heart and […]
English Poetry. Edmund Clarence Stedman. Mater Coronata. Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман.
Edmund Clarence Stedman (Эдмунд Кларенс Стедман) Mater Coronata Recited at the Bicentennial Celebration of Yale University, October 23, 1901 I All things on Earth that are accounted great Are dedicate to conflict at first breath; Nature herself knows grandly to await The masterful estate […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. The Wonder. Томас Мур. Чудо
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) The Wonder Come, tell me where the maid is found. Whose heart can love without deceit, And I will range the world around, To sigh one moment at her feet. Oh! tell me where’s her sainted home, What air receives her blessed sigh, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. The Ring. Томас Мур. Кольцо
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) The Ring Annulus ille viri. OVID. “Amor.” lib. ii. eleg. 15. The happy day at length arrived When Rupert was to wed The fairest maid in Saxony, And take her to his bed. As soon as morn was in the sky, […]
English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. O Pulchritudo. Генри Ньюболт.
Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) O Pulchritudo O Saint whose thousand shrines our feet have trod And our eyes loved thy lamp’s eternal beam, Dim earthly radiance of the Unknown God, Hope of the darkness, light of them that dream, Far off, far off and faint, O glimmer on […]
English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. Hope the Hornblower. Генри Ньюболт.
Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) Hope the Hornblower “Hark ye, hark to the winding horn; Sluggards, awake, and front the morn! Hark ye, hark to the winding horn; The sun’s on meadow and mill. Follow me, hearts that love the chase; Follow me, feet that keep the pace: Stirrup […]
English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. Outward Bound. Генри Ньюболт.
Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) Outward Bound Dear Earth, near Earth, the clay that made us men, The land we sowed, The hearth that glowed—- O Mother, must we bid farewell to thee? Fast dawns the last dawn, and what shall comfort then The lonely hearts that roam the […]
English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. Sráhmandázi. Генри Ньюболт.
Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) Sráhmandázi Deep embowered beside the forest river, Where the flame of sunset only falls, Lapped in silence lies the House of Dying, House of them to whom the twilight calls. There within when day was near to ending, By her lord a woman […]
English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. The Nile. Генри Ньюболт.
Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) The Nile Out of the unknown South, Through the dark lands of drouth, Far wanders ancient Nile in slumber gliding: Clear-mirrored in his dream The deeds that haunt his stream Flash out and fade like stars in midnight sliding. Long since, before the life […]
English Poetry. Gerard Manley Hopkins. May Magnificat. Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс.
Gerard Manley Hopkins (Джерард Мэнли Хопкинс) May Magnificat May is Mary’s month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to season— Candlemas, Lady Day; But the Lady Month, May, Why fasten that upon her, With a feasting in her honour? […]