English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. We Field-Women. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) We Field-Women How it rained When we worked at Flintcomb-Ash, And could not stand upon the hill Trimming swedes for the slicing-mill. The wet washed through us – plash, plash, plash: How it rained! How it snowed When we crossed from Flintcomb-Ash […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. An Evening in Galilee. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) An Evening in Galilee She looks far west towards Carmel, shading her eyes with her hand, And she then looks east to the Jordan, and the smooth Tiberias’ strand. ‘Is my son mad?’ she asks; and never an answer has she, Save from […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Concerning Agnes. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Concerning Agnes I am stopped from hoping what I have hoped before – Yes, many a time! – To dance with that fair woman yet once more As in the prime Of August, when the wide-faced moon looked through The boughs at the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Mongrel. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Mongrel In Havenpool Harbour the ebb was strong, And a man with a dog drew near and hung, And taxpaying day was coming along, So the mongrel had to be drowned. The man threw a stick from the paved wharf-side Into the […]
English Poetry. John Oldham. Complaining of Absence. Джон Олдем.
John Oldham (Джон Олдем) Complaining of Absence TEN days (if I forget not) wasted are (A year in any lover’s calendar) Since I was forced to part, and bid adieu To all my joy and happiness in you: And still by the same hindrance am detained, Which me […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. The Rain and the Wind. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) The Rain and the Wind The rain and the wind, the wind and the rain – They are with us like a disease: They worry the heart, they work the brain, As they shoulder and clutch at the shrieking pane, And savage […]
English Poetry. John Oldham. The Parting. Джон Олдем.
John Oldham (Джон Олдем) The Parting TOO happy had I been indeed, if fate Had made it lasting, as she made it great; But ’twas the plot of unkind destiny, To lift me to, then snatch me from my joy: She raised my hopes, and brought them just […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. Ballad (She’s up and gone, the graceless girl). Томас Гуд (Худ).
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) Ballad (She’s up and gone, the graceless girl) She’s up and gone, the graceless girl, And robb’d my failing years! My blood before was thin and cold But now ’tis turn’d to tears;– My shadow falls upon my grave, So near the brink […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. Sonnet (How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky). Томас Гуд (Худ).
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) Sonnet (How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky) WRITTEN IN A VOLUME OF SHAKSPEARE. How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled! Hues of all flow’rs, that in their ashes lie, Trophied in that fair […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hood. The Poet’s Portion. Томас Гуд (Худ).
Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ)) The Poet’s Portion What is a mine–a treasury–a dower– A magic talisman of mighty power? A poet’s wide possession of the earth. He has th’ enjoyment of a flower’s birth Before its budding–ere the first red streaks,– And Winter cannot rob him of […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. Dust of the Street. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) Dust of the Street This cosmic dust beneath our feet Rising to hurry down the street, Borne by the wind and blown astray In its erratic, senseless way, Is the same stuff as you and I— With knowledge and desire put by. […]
English Poetry. Bliss Carman. Threnody for a Poet. Блисс Кармен.
Bliss Carman (Блисс Кармен) Threnody for a Poet Not in the ancient abbey, Nor in the city ground, Not in the lonely mountains, Nor in the blue profound, Lay him to rest when his time is come And the smiling mortal lips are dumb; But here in […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. Wild Geese. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) Wild Geese Along the ocean’s shingly edge, Athwart the turquoise sweep of sky, The wild geese in a winged wedge Go darkling by. From far lagoons be-plumed with palm, By cove and cape, by bluff and bay, Through depths of storm, through vasts […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. Night Song by the Sea. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) Night Song by the Sea Wind and rain are at the pane, Shrilling, drumming without cease; And the breakers’ loud refrain Gives the shuddering heart no peace. Lord of all the things that be, Pity Thou the souls at sea! Snugly roofed with […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. A Sea Shell. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) A Sea Shell You speak to me Of the long plunge and welter of the sea; Likewise you are Oracular Of its low melody. You voice its laughing moods, Its lyric interludes, Its secrecies, its sorceries, its mysteries, Its tragic histories. Aye, all that […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. Silk. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) Silk ‘Twas the shroud of many a worm-like thing That rose from its tangled skein; ‘Twas the garb of many a god-like king Who went to the worms again. John Bannister Tabb’s other poems: Chimney Stacks The Bobolink The Bee and the […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. Echoes. 9. Madam Life’s a Piece in Bloom. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) Echoes. 9. Madam Life’s a Piece in Bloom To W. R. Madam Life’s a piece in bloom Death goes dogging everywhere: She’s the tenant of the room, He’s the ruffian on the stair. You shall see her as a friend, […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. A Cavalcade. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) A Cavalcade “Thistle-down, Thistle-down, whither away? Will you not longer abide?” “Nay, we have wedded the winds to-day, And home with the rovers we ride.” John Bannister Tabb’s other poems: Chimney Stacks The Bobolink The Bee and the Blossoms A Duet Butterfly […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. Jack Frost’s Apology. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) Jack Frost’s Apology To strip you of your foliage My spirit sorely grieves; Nor will I in the work engage Unless you grant your leaves. John Bannister Tabb’s other poems: Chimney Stacks The Bobolink The Bee and the Blossoms The Honey-Bee The […]
English Poetry. John Reuben Thompson. A Word with the West. Джон Рубен Томпсон.
John Reuben Thompson (Джон Рубен Томпсон) A Word with the West [On the appointment of General Joseph E. Johnston to the command of the Confederate armies of the West, November, 1862] Once more to the breach for the Land of the West! And a leader […]
English Poetry. Edith Matilda Thomas. The Procession of the Kings. Эдит Матильда Томас.
Edith Matilda Thomas (Эдит Матильда Томас) The Procession of the Kings The little town is muffled all in snow; Yet there Weihnachten1 love is burning clear. And on each door three letters2 in a row Proclaim the Three Kings’ Day is drawing near. Oh, then will Caspar, […]
English Poetry. Edith Matilda Thomas. Meeting the Kings. Эдит Матильда Томас.
Edith Matilda Thomas (Эдит Матильда Томас) Meeting the Kings (Suggested by “A Provençal Christmas Postscript,” Thomas A. Janvier) Long, long ago, in dear Provence, we three! Three children, ruddy with the midi sun (And blither none the all-seeing sun might see), How happy when the harvest-time was […]
English Poetry. Edith Matilda Thomas. The Foundling. Эдит Матильда Томас.
Edith Matilda Thomas (Эдит Матильда Томас) The Foundling I The good man sat before the fire, And oftentimes he sighed; The good wife softly wept the while Her evening work she plied: One year ago this happy time The little Marie died! II “And surely, […]
English Poetry. Clinton Scollard. Abbeydorney. Клинтон Сколлард.
Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард) Abbeydorney Abbeydorney, Abbeydorney, Long ago thy race was run, Prone thou art ‘mid thickets thorny, Shrine of Kyrie Eleison! Scarcely now a wild rose petal The neglected cloister owns, And the flaunting dock and nettle Wave above the chancel stones. Once through […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Town Eclogues: Tuesday; St. James’s Coffee-House. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Town Eclogues: Tuesday; St. James’s Coffee-House SILLIANDER and PATCH. THOU so many favours hast receiv’d, Wondrous to tell, and hard to be believ’d, Oh ! H—- D, to my lays attention lend, Hear how two lovers boastingly contend ; Like thee […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. To Mr. ——. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) To Mr. —— For ever blest be that prolific brain Which can such stores of images contain! Thus the charg’d trees, with blooming odours crown’d, Shed their fair blossoms with profusion round; So swells the brook with heav’n descended rain, And flows […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Song – Rondeau. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Song – Rondeau Finish these langours! Oh! I’m sick Of dying airs, I know the trick; Long since I’ve learn’d to well explain Th’unmeaning cant of fire and pain, And see through all the senseless lies Of burning darts from killing eyes; […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. A Shropshire Lad. 28. The Welsh Marches. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) A Shropshire Lad. 28. The Welsh Marches High the vanes of Shrewsbury gleam Islanded in Severn stream; The bridges from the steepled crest Cross the water east and west. The flag of morn in conqueror’s state Enters at the English […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Friday, the Toilette. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Friday, the Toilette LYDIA. Now twenty springs had cloth’d the Park with green, Since Lydia knew the blossom of fifteen; No lovers now her morning hours molest, And catch her at her toilet half undrest. The thund’ring knocker wakes the street […]
English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Advice. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Advice Cease, fond shepherd — cease desiring What you never must enjoy; She derides your vain aspiring, She to all your sex is coy. Cunning Damon once pursu’d her, Yet she never would incline; Strephon too as vainly woo’d her, Though his […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Song. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Song Venus. Frosty lies the winter-landscape, In the twilight golden-green. Down the Park’s deserted alleys, Naked elms stand stark and lean. Dumb the murmur of the fountain, Birds have flown from lawn and hill. But while yonder star’s ascendant, Love triumphal reigneth […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The Elixir. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The Elixir “Oh brew me a potion strong and good! One golden drop in his wine Shall charm his sense and fire his blood, And bend his will to mine.” Poor child of passion! ask of me Elixir of death or sleep, […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Fog. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Fog Light silken curtain, colorless and soft, Dreamlike before me floating! what abides Behind thy pearly veil’s Opaque, mysterious woof? Where sleek red kine, and dappled, crunch day-long Thick, luscious blades and purple clover-heads, Nigh me I still can mark Cool fields of […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Mater Amabilis. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Mater Amabilis Down the goldenest of streams, Tide of dreams, The fair cradled man-child drifts; Sways with cadenced motion slow, To and fro, As the mother-foot poised lightly, falls and lifts. He, the firstling,–he, the light Of her sight,– He, the breathing pledge […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Off Rough Point. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Off Rough Point We sat at twilight nigh the sea, The fog hung gray and weird. Through the thick film uncannily The broken moon appeared. We heard the billows crack and plunge, We saw nor waves nor ships. Earth sucked the vapors like […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Don Rafael. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Don Rafael “I would not have,” he said, “Tears, nor the black pall, nor the wormy grave, Grief’s hideous panoply I would not have Round me when I am dead. “Music and flowers and light, And choric dances to guitar and flute, Be […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Sic Semper Liberatoribus!. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Sic Semper Liberatoribus! March 13, 1881. As one who feels the breathless nightmare grip His heart-strings, and through visioned horrors fares, Now on a thin-ledged chasm’s rock-crumbling lip, Now on a tottering pinnacle that dare The front of heaven, while always unawares Weird […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Agamemnon’s Tomb. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Agamemnon’s Tomb Uplift the ponderous, golden mask of death, And let the sun shine on him as it did How many thousand years agone! Beneath This worm-defying, uncorrupted lid, Behold the young, heroic face, round-eyed, Of one who in his full-flowered manhood died; Of […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 18. Oh Who Is that Young Sinner with the Handcuffs on His Wrists?. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 18. Oh Who Is that Young Sinner with the Handcuffs on His Wrists? Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrists? And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fists? And […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. Vigil. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) Vigil At night, when all the house is still, Wide-waked the chairs and tables come And yawn and stretch their limbs until The maids appear with pan and broom. Through the dim hours they creak and groan, Their laughter plays with tyrant Man, […]