English Poetry. John Wolcot. Lines intended to be subjoined to Dryden’s Ode on Alexander’s Feast. Джон Вулкотт.
John Wolcot (Джон Вулкотт) Lines intended to be subjoined to Dryden’s Ode on Alexander’s Feast Such is the Ode call’d ALEXANDER’S Feast, Where the great Conqu’ror is as great a Beast,— Where TIMOTHY such stories sings and tells, Who lulls his Hero in his Harlot’s lap, To take […]
English Poetry. William Wordsworth. The Thorn. Уильям Вордсворт. Терн
William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт) The Thorn I “There is a Thorn—it looks so old, In truth, you’d find it hard to say How it could ever have been young, It looks so old and grey. Not higher than a two years’ child It stands erect, this aged […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 4. Gods. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 20. Из цикла «У дороги». 4. Боги
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 4. Gods Lover divine and perfect Comrade, Waiting content, invisible yet, but certain, Be thou my God. Thou, thou, the Ideal Man, Fair, able, beautiful, content, and loving, Complete in body and dilate in spirit, Be […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 2. Eighteen Sixty-One. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 21. Из цикла «Барабанный бой». 2. 1861
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 2. Eighteen Sixty-One Arm’d year—year of the struggle, No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you terrible year, Not you as some pale poetling seated at a desk lisping cadenzas piano, But as a strong man erect, clothed […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 1. A Boston Ballad [1854]. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 20. Из цикла «У дороги». 1. Бостонская баллада
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 1. A Boston Ballad [1854] To get betimes in Boston town I rose this morning early, Here’s a good place at the corner, I must stand and see the show. Clear the way there Jonathan! Way […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Lawyer’s Romance. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Lawyer’s Romance Into the mellow light of the cloudless autumn day, Somehow, the vision slips, of a landscape, far away, Wherever I turn my eyes, it hovers before them still, The little, vine-wreathed cot, on the southerly slope of the hill, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Lean Down. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Lean Down Lean down and lift me higher, Josephine! From the Eternal Hills hast thou not seen How I do strive for heights? but lacking wings, I cannot grasp at once those better things To which I in my inmost soul aspire— Lean […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Karma. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Karma I We cannot choose our sorrows. One there was Who, reverent of soul, and strong with trust, Cried, ‘God, though Thou shouldst bow me to the dust, Yet will I praise thy everlasting laws. Beggared, my faith would never halt or […]
English Poetry. Henry Vaughan. They are all Gone into the World of Light. Генри Воэн.
Henry Vaughan (Генри Воэн) * * * They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit ling’ring here; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear. It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast, Like stars upon some […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Engine. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Engine Into the gloom of the deep, dark night, With panting breath and a startled scream; Swift as a bird in sudden flight, Darts this creature of steel and steam. Awful dangers are lurking nigh, Rocks and chasms are near the […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Earnestness. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Earnestness The hurry of the times affects us so In this swift rushing hour, we crowd, and press, And thrust each other backward, as we go, And do not pause to lay sufficient stress Upon that good, strong, true word, Earnestness. In our […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Harp’s Song. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Harp’s Song All day, all day in a calm like death The harp hung waiting the sea wind’s breath. When the western sky flushed red with shame At the sun’s bold kiss, the sea wind came. Said the harp to […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Heart’s Ease. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Heart’s Ease Give me work for my hands to do, Whenever I have a grief; There’s no other balm so good I ween For a wounded Heart’s relief. And give me something to think about, Something beside my pain; And let me […]
English Poetry. Coventry Patmore. Amelia. Ковентри Патмор (Пэтмор).
Coventry Patmore (Ковентри Патмор (Пэтмор)) Amelia Whene’er mine eyes do my Amelia greet It is with such emotion As when, in childhood, turning a dim street, I first beheld the ocean. There, where the little, bright, surf-breathing town, That shew’d me first her beauty and the sea, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Protean Maiden. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Protean Maiden (Song) This single girl is two girls: How strange such things should be! One noon eclipsed by few girls, The next no beauty she. And daily cries the lover, In voice and feature vext: ‘My last impression of […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). The Voice in the Wild Oak. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). The Voice in the Wild Oak (Written in the shadow of 1872) Twelve years ago, when I could face High heaven’s dome with different eyes— In days full-flowered with hours of grace, And nights not sad with sighs— […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Mooni. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Mooni (Written in the shadow of 1872) Ah, to be by Mooni now, Where the great dark hills of wonder, Scarred with storm and cleft asunder By the strong sword of the thunder, Make a night on morning’s […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Hy-Brasil. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Hy-Brasil “Daughter,” said the ancient father, pausing by the evening sea, “Turn thy face towards the sunset—turn thy face and kneel with me! Prayer and praise and holy fasting, lips of love and life of light, These and these […]
English Poetry. John Wolcot. In Imitation of Spenser, Written at Santa Cruz. Джон Вулкотт.
John Wolcot (Джон Вулкотт) In Imitation of Spenser, Written at Santa Cruz Behold in those lorn shades a Damsel dwell— I ween the fairest amongst all the fair— Awhile doth VIRTUE bid her sky farewel, To live with Sylvia, passing all compare. Eke Innocence doth leave her bower […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Waft of Perfume. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Waft of Perfume A waft of perfume from a bit of lace, Moved lightly by a passing woman’s hand; And on the common street, a sensuous grace Shone suddenly from some lost time and land. Tall structures changed to dome and […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Questioning. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Questioning TO MY LOVED AND LOST FRIEND JANE CRAMER, AGED 20. Where have you been, through all these months, my dear one, Since you went forth alone that Autumn day? Through what great unknown vastness have you wandered? And were you never […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Birth of Jealousy. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Birth of Jealousy With brooding mien and sultry eyes, Outside the gates of Paradise Eve sat, and fed the faggot flame That lit the path whence Adam came. (Strange are the workings of a woman’s mind.) His giant shade preceded him, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. An Autumn Reverie. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) An Autumn Reverie Through all the weary, hot midsummer time, My heart has struggled with its awful grief. And I have waited for these autumn days, Thinking the cooling winds would bring relief. For I remembered how I loved them once, When all […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Nirvana. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Nirvana A drop of water risen from the ocean Forgot its cause, and spake with deep emotion Unto a passing breeze. ‘How desolate And all forlorn is my unhappy fate. I know not whence I came, or where I go. Scorched by the […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Mysteries. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Mysteries In God’s vast wisdom, infinite and grand– Too vast, too infinite, for mortal mind– There are some things I cannot understand. In all His paths, in all His ways, I find Some subtle mysteries of life and death– Some marvels that I […]
English Poetry. Alexander Brome. A Serious Ballade. Александр Бром.
Alexander Brome (Александр Бром) A Serious Ballade Written in 1645. I Love my King and Countrey well, Religion and the Laws, Which I’m mad at the heart that e’re we did sell, To buy the good Old Cause. These unnatural wars, And brotherly jars, Are no delight […]
English Poetry. John Wolcot. A Pastoral Elegy, on the Death of Jackson, the Musical Composer. Джон Вулкотт.
John Wolcot (Джон Вулкотт) A Pastoral Elegy, on the Death of Jackson, the Musical Composer O Shepherds! ’tis CORYDON’S knell, That, sounding, now saddens the wind: When he bade us for ever farewell, He left not an equal behind. How often ye dwelt on his strain, That […]
English Poetry. John Wolcot. Pastoral Ballad. Джон Вулкотт.
John Wolcot (Джон Вулкотт) Pastoral Ballad The Swains and the Virgins so gay Resort to my fountains and groves; Joy follows wherever they stray, And my vales seem the Court of the Loves. But with wonder they mark me forlorn, ‘Mid fountains and valleys so fair— Ah! […]
English Poetry. John Wolcot. Karn-brae, a Druid Ode. Джон Вулкотт.
John Wolcot (Джон Вулкотт) Karn-brae, a Druid Ode While Nature slumbers in the Shade, And Cynthia cloth’d in paly Light, Walks her lone Way, the Mount I tread, Majestic mid the gloom of Night! With rev’rence to the lofty Hill I bow, Whence Wisdom, Virtue, taught their Founts […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 18. A Broadway Pageant. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 18. A Broadway Pageant 1 Over the Western sea hither from Niphon come, Courteous, the swart-cheek’d two-sworded envoys, Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed, impassive, Ride to-day through Manhattan. Libertad! I do not know whether others behold what […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Narrara Creek. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Narrara Creek (Written in the shadow of 1872) From the rainy hill-heads, where, in starts and in spasms, Leaps wild the white torrent from chasms to chasms— From the home of bold echoes, whose voices of wonder Fly […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). Clari. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). Clari Too cold, O my brother, too cold for my wife Is the Beauty you showed me this morning: Nor yet have I found the sweet dream of my life, And good-bye to the sneering and scorning. Would you have […]
English Poetry. Philip Sidney. Sonnet 101. Stella Is Sick. Филип Сидни. Сонет 101. Хворает Стелла
Philip Sidney (Филип Сидни) Sonnet 101. Stella Is Sick Stella is sick, and in that sickbed lies Sweetness, which breathes and pants as oft as she: And Grace, sick too, such fine conclusions tries That Sickness brags itself best grac’d to be. Beauty is sick, but sick […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). Bellambi’s Maid. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). Bellambi’s Maid Amongst the thunder-splintered caves On Ocean’s long and windy shore, I catch the voice of dying waves Below the ridges old and hoar; The spray descends in silver showers, And lovely whispers come and go, Like echoes from […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). Footfalls. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). Footfalls The embers were blinking and clinking away, The casement half open was thrown; There was nothing but cloud on the skirts of the Day, And I sat on the threshold alone! And said to the river which flowed […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). Aileen. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). Aileen A splendid sun betwixt the trees Long spikes of flame did shoot, When turning to the fragrant South, With longing eyes and burning mouth, I stretched a hand athwart the drouth, And plucked at cooling fruit. So thirst […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). Kiama. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). Kiama Towards the hills of Jamberoo Some few fantastic shadows haste, Uplit with fires Like castle spires Outshining through a mirage waste. Behold, a mournful glory sits On feathered ferns and woven brakes, Where sobbing wild like restless child The […]
English Poetry. Ernest Christopher Dowson. Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam. Эрнест Кристофер Доусон.
Ernest Christopher Dowson (Эрнест Кристофер Доусон) Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam They are not long, the weeping and the laughter, Love and desire and hate: I think they have no portion in us after We pass the gate. They are not long, the days […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 17. Birds of Passage. 4. France [the 18th Year of these States]. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 17. Из цикла «Перелетные птицы». 4. Франция (18-й год наших Штатов)
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 17. Birds of Passage. 4. France [the 18th Year of these States] A great year and place A harsh discordant natal scream out-sounding, to touch the mother’s heart closer than any yet. I walk’d the shores of my Eastern sea, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 17. Birds of Passage. 3. To You. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 17. Из цикла «Перелетные птицы». 3. Тебе
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 17. Birds of Passage. 3. To You Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams, I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands, Even now your features, joys, speech, house, trade, […]