English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Take Heart. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Take Heart Take heart again. Joy may be lost awhile. It is not always Spring. And even now from some far Summer Isle Hither the birds may wing. Madison Julius Cawein’s other poems: After a Night of Rain Annisquam At the Ferry […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Processional. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Processional Universes are the pages Of that book whose words are ages; Of that book which destiny Opens in eternity. There each syllable expresses Silence; there each thought a guess is; In whose rhetoric’s cosmic runes Roll the worlds and swarming […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. A Shropshire Lad. 47. The Carpenter’s Son. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) A Shropshire Lad. 47. The Carpenter’s Son “Here the hangman stops his cart: Now the best of friends must part. Fare you well, for ill fare I: Live, lads, and I will die. “Oh, at home had I but stayed […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. On the Hilltop. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) On the Hilltop There is no inspiration in the view. From where this acorn drops its thimbles brown The landscape stretches like a shaggy frown; The wrinkled hills hang haggard and harsh of hue: Above them hollows the heaven’s stony blue, Like […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Nothing to Do. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Nothing to Do Don’t know what to do to-day. Got so many things to do I can’t do them. Want to play, But my toys are all too new I don’t like to play with them: Blocks and paints and dogs and […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Mater Dolorosa. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Mater Dolorosa The nuns sing, “ora pro nobis,” The lancets glitter above; And the beautiful Virgin whose robe is Woven of infinite love, Infinite love and sorrow, Prays for them there on high; Who has most need of her prayers, to-morrow Shall […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Late November. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Late November I. Morning Deep in her broom-sedge, burs and iron-weeds, Her frost-slain asters and dead mallow-moons, Where gray the wilding clematis balloons The brake with puff-balls: where the slow stream leads Her sombre steps: decked with the scarlet beads […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. June. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) June I. Hotly burns the amaryllis With its stars of red; Whitely rise the stately lilies From the lily bed; Withered shrinks the wax May-apple ‘Neath its parasol; Chilly dies the violet dapple In its earthly hall. II. March […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Insomnia. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Insomnia It seems that dawn will never climb The eastern hills; And, clad in mist and flame and rime, Make flashing highways of the rills. The night is as an ancient way Through some dead land, Whereon the ghosts of Memory […]
English Poetry. John Oldham. Some Verses on Presenting a Book to Cosmelia. Джон Олдем.
John Oldham (Джон Олдем) Some Verses on Presenting a Book to Cosmelia GO, humble gift, go to that matchless saint, Of whom thou only wast a copy meant: And all that’s read in thee, more richly find Comprised in the fair “volume of her mind; That living system, […]
English Poetry. John Oldham. To the Memory of My Dear Friend, Mr. Charles Morwent. Джон Олдем.
John Oldham (Джон Олдем) To the Memory of My Dear Friend, Mr. Charles Morwent A PINDARIC. Ostendunt terris hunc tantùm fata, neo ultrà, Ease sinunt. Virg. 1 BEST Friend! could my unbounded grief but rate With due proportion thy too cruel fate; Could I some […]
English Poetry. Lewis Carroll. What Tottles Meant. Льюис Кэрролл. Он прав, миляга!
Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл) What Tottles Meant “One thousand pounds per annum Is not so bad a figure, come!” Cried Tottles. “And I tell you, flat, A man may marry well on that! To say ‘the Husband needs the Wife’ Is not the way to represent it. […]
English Poetry. William Wordsworth. Wordsworth’s Epitaph on Southey. Уильям Вордсворт. Эпитафия Роберту Саути
William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт) Wordsworth’s Epitaph on Southey Ye vales and hills, whose beauty hither drew The poet’s steps, and fixed him here, on you His eyes have closed; and ye, loved books, no more Shall Southey feed upon your precious lore, To works […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Exeunt Omnes. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Exeunt Omnes I Everybody else, then, going, And I still left where the fair was?… Much have I seen of neighbour loungers Making a lusty showing, Each now past all knowing. II There is an air of blankness In […]
English Poetry. William Shakespeare. Sonnet 22. My glass shall not persuade me I am old. Уильям Шекспир. Сонет 22. Лгут зеркала – какой же я старик!
William Shakespeare (Уильям Шекспир) Sonnet 22. My glass shall not persuade me I am old My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; But when in thee time’s furrows I behold, Then look I death my days […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte. Джордж Гордон Байрон. Ода к Наполеону Бонапарту
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte ‘Tis done – but yesterday a King! And armed with Kings to strive - And now thou art a nameless thing: So abject – yet alive! Is this the man of thousand thrones, Who strewed our earth with […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. On Leaving Newstead Abbey. Джордж Гордон Байрон. При отъезде из Ньюстедского аббатства
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) On Leaving Newstead Abbey Through thy battlements, Newstead, the hollow winds whistle: Thou, the hall of my Fathers, art gone to decay; In thy once smiling garden, the hemlock and thistle Have choak’d up the rose, which late bloom’d in the way. […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. In November. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) In November No windy white of wind-blown clouds is thine, No windy white but low and sodden gray, That holds the melancholy skies and kills The wild song and the wild bird; yet, ai me! Thy melancholy skies and mournful woods, Brown, […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Gray Skies. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Gray Skies It is not well For me to dwell On what upon that day befell, On that dark day of fall befell; When through the landscape, bowed and bent, With Love and Death I slowly went, And wild rain swept the […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Face to Face. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Face to Face Dead! and all the haughty fate Fair on throat and face of wax, White, calm hands crossed still and lax, Cold, impassionate! Dead! and no word whispered low At the dull ear now could wake One responsive chord […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Elfin. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Elfin I. When wildflower blue and wildflower white The wildflowers lay their heads together, And the moon-moth glimmers along the night, And the wandering firefly flares its light, And the full moon rises broad and bright, Then, then it is elfin […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Days and Dreams. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Days and Dreams He dreamed of hills so deep with woods Storm-barriers on the summer sky Are not more dark, where plunged loud floods Down rocks of sullen dye. Flat ways were his where sparsely grew Gnarled, iron-colored oaks, with rifts, […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Child and Father. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Child and Father A Little child, one night, awoke and cried, “Oh, help me, father! there is something wild Before me! help me!” Hurrying to his side I answered, “I am here. You dreamed, my child.” “A dream?” he questioned.”Oh, I could […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Boyhood. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) Boyhood O Days that hold us; and years that mold us! And dreams and mem’ries no time destroys! Where lie the islands, the morning islands, And where the highlands we knew when boys? Oh, tell us, whether the happy heather Still […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. At Twenty-One. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) At Twenty-One The rosy hills of her high breasts, Whereon, like misty morning, rests The breathing lace; her auburn hair, Wherein, a star point sparkling there, One jewel burns; her eyes, that keep Recorded dreams of song and sleep; Her mouth, with […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. After Autumn Rain. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) After Autumn Rain The hillside smokes With trailing mist around the rosy oaks; While sunset builds A gorgeous Asia in the west she gilds. Auroral streaks Sword through the heavens’ Himalayan peaks: In which, behold, Burn mines of Indian ruby and of […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. A Threnody. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) A Threnody I. The rainy smell of a ferny dell, Whose shadow no sunray flaws, When Autumn sits in the wayside weeds Telling her beads Of haws. II. The phantom mist, that is moonbeam-kissed, On hills where the trees […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. At Castle Boterel. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) At Castle Boterel As I drive to the junction of lane and highway, And the drizzle bedrenches the waggonette, I look behind at the fading byway, And see on its slope, now glistening wet, Distinctly yet Myself and a girlish form benighted […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. A Night in June. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) A Night in June I. White as a lily moulded of Earth’s milk That eve the moon bloomed in a hyacinth sky; Soft in the gleaming glens the wind went by, Faint as a phantom clothed in unseen silk: Bright as […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Coward. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Coward He found the road so long and lone That he was fain to turn again. The bird’s faint note, the bee’s low drone Seemed to his heart to monotone The unavailing and the vain, And dirge the dreams that life […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The King. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The King A blown white bubble buoyed zenith-ward, Up from the tremulous East the round moon swung Mist-murky, and the unsocial stars that thronged, Hot with the drought, thick down the empty West, Winked thirstily; no wind to rouse the leaves, That […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Long Room. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Long Room He found the long room as it was of old, Glimmering with sunset’s gold; That made the tapestries seem full of eyes Strange with a wild surmise: Glaring upon a Psyche where she shone Carven of stainless stone, Holding […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Old Inn. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Old Inn Red-Winding from the sleepy town, One takes the lone, forgotten lane Straight through the hills. A brush-bird brown Bubbles in thorn-flowers, sweet with rain, Where breezes bend the gleaming grain, And cautious drip of higher leaves The lower dips […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Pond. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Pond And I told the boy next door What Jack Frost had done; and he Said, “Ah shucks! that’s nothing; see? I have seen all that before. You just come along with me; I will show you something more.” And he […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Rendezvous. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Rendezvous A lonely barn, lost in a field of weeds; A fallen fence, where partly hangs a gate: The skies are darkening and the hour is late; The Indian dusk comes, red in rainy beads. Along a path, which from a […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Sea Faery. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Sea Faery She was strange as the orchids that blossom And glimmer and shower their balm And bloom on the tropical ocean, That crystals round islands of palm: And she sang to and beckoned and bound me With beauty immortal and […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Toad. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Toad Here is a tale to tell to rich relations: There was a toad, a Calibanic monster, In whose squat head ambition had ensconced her Most bloated jewel, dear to highest stations. He was received, though mottled as a lichen In […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Unattainable. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Unattainable Mark thou! a shadow crowned with fire of hell. Man holds her in his heart as night doth hold The moonlight memories of day’s dead gold; Or as a winter-withered asphodel In its dead loveliness holds scents of old. And […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Sign-Seeker. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Sign-Seeker I MARK the months in liveries dank and dry, The day-tides many-shaped and hued; I see the nightfall shades subtrude, And hear the monotonous hours clang negligently by. I view the evening bonfires of the sun On hills where morning […]
English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. The Wind at Night. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
Madison Julius Cawein (Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн) The Wind at Night I. Not till the wildman wind is shrill, Howling upon the hill In every wolfish tree, whose boisterous boughs, Like desperate arms, gesture and beat the night, And down huge clouds, in chasms of stormy white The […]