English Poetry. Matthew Arnold. A Summer Night. Мэтью Арнольд.
Matthew Arnold (Мэтью Арнольд) A Summer Night In the deserted, moon-blanched street, How lonely rings the echo of my feet! Those windows, which I gaze at, frown, Silent and white, unopening down, Repellent as the world,–but see, A break between the housetops shows The moon! and lost behind […]
English Poetry. Thomas Stearns Eliot. A Cooking Egg. Томас Стернз Элиот.
Thomas Stearns Eliot (Томас Стернз Элиот) A Cooking Egg En l’an trentiesme de mon aage Que toutes mes hontes j’ay beues… Pipit sate upright in her chair Some distance from where I was sitting; Views of the Oxford Colleges Lay on the table, with the knitting. […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 38. To a Certain Civilian. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 21. Из цикла «Барабанный бой». 38. Одному штатскому
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 38. To a Certain Civilian Did you ask dulcet rhymes from me? Did you seek the civilian’s peaceful and languishing rhymes? Did you find what I sang erewhile so hard to follow? Why I was not singing erewhile for […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 37. Delicate Cluster. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 37. Delicate Cluster Delicate cluster! flag of teeming life! Covering all my lands—all my seashores lining! Flag of death! (how I watch’d you through the smoke of battle pressing! How I heard you flap and rustle, cloth defiant!) Flag […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 36. As I Lay with My Head in Your Lap Camerado. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 36. As I Lay with My Head in Your Lap Camerado As I lay with my head in your lap camerado, The confession I made I resume, what I said to you and the open air I resume, I […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 35. How Solemn As One by One [Washington City, 1865]. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 35. How Solemn As One by One [Washington City, 1865] How solemn as one by one, As the ranks returning worn and sweaty, as the men file by where stand, As the faces the masks appear, as I glance […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 32. O Tan-Faced Prairie-Boy. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 21. Из цикла «Барабанный бой». 32. Ты, загорелый мальчишка из прерий
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 32. O Tan-Faced Prairie-Boy O tan-faced prairie-boy, Before you came to camp came many a welcome gift, Praises and presents came and nourishing food, till at last among the recruits, You came, taciturn, with nothing to give—we but look’d […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 31. World Take Good Notice. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 31. World Take Good Notice World take good notice, silver stars fading, Milky hue ript, wet of white detaching, Coals thirty-eight, baleful and burning, Scarlet, significant, hands off warning, Now and henceforth flaunt from these shores. Walt Whitman’s other […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 30. Race of Veterans. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 30. Race of Veterans Race of veterans—race of victors! Race of the soil, ready for conflict—race of the conquering march! (No more credulity’s race, abiding-temper’d race,) Race henceforth owning no law but the law of itself, Race of passion […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 27. Prayer of Columbus. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 27. Моление Колумба
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 27. Prayer of Columbus A batter’d, wreck’d old man, Thrown on this savage shore, far, far from home, Pent by the sea and dark rebellious brows, twelve dreary months, Sore, stiff with many toils, sicken’d and nigh to death, I take […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 33. Songs of Parting. 8. Pensive on Her Dead Gazing. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 33. Songs of Parting. 8. Pensive on Her Dead Gazing Pensive on her dead gazing I heard the Mother of All, Desperate on the torn bodies, on the forms covering the battlefields gazing, (As the last gun ceased, but the scent […]
English Poetry. William Allingham. On a Forenoon of Spring. Вильям Аллингам.
William Allingham (Вильям Аллингам) On a Forenoon of Spring I’m glad I am alive, to see and feel The full deliciousness of this bright day, That’s like a heart with nothing to conceal; The young leaves scarcely trembling; the blue-grey Rimming the cloudless ether far away; Brairds, hedges, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 23. To a Pupil. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 23. To a Pupil Is reform needed? is it through you? The greater the reform needed, the greater the Personality you need to accomplish it. You! do you not see how it would serve to have eyes, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 26. Kosmos. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 26. Kosmos Who includes diversity and is Nature, Who is the amplitude of the earth, and the coarseness and sexuality of the earth, and the great charity of the earth, and the equilibrium also, Who has not look’d […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 12. Outlines for a Tomb [G. P., Buried 1870]. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 12. Outlines for a Tomb [G. P., Buried 1870] 1 What may we chant, O thou within this tomb? What tablets, outlines, hang for thee, O millionnaire? The life thou lived’st we know not, But that thou […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 29. Not Youth Pertains to Me. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 21. Из цикла «Барабанный бой». 29. Не молодость подобает мне
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 29. Not Youth Pertains to Me Not youth pertains to me, Nor delicatesse, I cannot beguile the time with talk, Awkward in the parlor, neither a dancer nor elegant, In the learn’d coterie sitting constrain’d and still, for learning […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 28. Ethiopia Saluting the Colors. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 28. Ethiopia Saluting the Colors Who are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban’d head, and bare bony feet? Why rising by the roadside here, do you the colors greet? (‘Tis while our […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 27. The Artilleryman’s Vision. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 27. The Artilleryman’s Vision While my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long, And my head on the pillow rests at home, and the vacant midnight passes, And through the stillness, through the dark, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 26. I Saw Old General at Bay. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 26. I Saw Old General at Bay I saw old General at bay, (Old as he was, his gray eyes yet shone out in battle like stars,) His small force was now completely hemm’d in, in his works, He […]
English Poetry. Thomas Stearns Eliot. Hollow People. Томас Стернз Элиот. Полые люди
Thomas Stearns Eliot (Томас Стернз Элиот) Hollow People Mistah Kurtz is dead A Penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece lilled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). Bells Beyond the Forest. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). Bells Beyond the Forest Wild-eyed woodlands, here I rest me, underneath the gaunt and ghastly trees; Underneath fantastic-fronted caverns crammed with many a muffled breeze. Far away from dusky towns and cities twinkling with the feet of men; Listening to […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). The Rain Comes Sobbing to the Door. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). The Rain Comes Sobbing to the Door The night grows dark, and weird, and cold; and thick drops patter on the pane; There comes a wailing from the sea; the wind is weary of the rain. The red coals click […]
English Poetry. William Allingham. Let Me Sing of What I Know. Вильям Аллингам.
William Allingham (Вильям Аллингам) Let Me Sing of What I Know A wild west Coast, a little Town, Where little Folk go up and down, Tides flow and winds blow: Night and Tempest and the Sea, Human Will and Human Fate: What is little, what is great? Howsoe’er […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). The Ballad of Tanna. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). The Ballad of Tanna She knelt by the dead, in her passionate grief, Beneath a weird forest of Tanna; She kissed the stern brow of her father and chief, And cursed the dark race of Alkanna. With faces as wild […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Poems and Songs (1862). God Help Our Men at Sea. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Poems and Songs (1862). God Help Our Men at Sea The wild night comes like an owl to its lair, The black clouds follow fast, And the sun-gleams die, and the lightnings glare, And the ships go heaving past, past, past— The ships go […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Names Upon a Stone. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Names Upon a Stone (Inscribed to G. L. Fagan, Esq.) Across bleak widths of broken sea A fierce north-easter breaks, And makes a thunder on the lea— A whiteness of the lakes. Here, while beyond the rainy stream […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). The Curse of Mother Flood. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). The Curse of Mother Flood Wizened the wood is, and wan is the way through it; White as a corpse is the face of the fen; Only blue adders abide in and stray through it— Adders and venom and […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Christmas Creek. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Christmas Creek Phantom streams were in the distance—mocking lights of lake and pool— Ghosts of trees of soft green lustre—groves of shadows deep and cool! Yea, some devil ran before them changing skies of brass to blue, Setting bloom […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Peter the Piccaninny. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Peter the Piccaninny He has a name which can’t be brought Within the sphere of metre; But, as he’s Peter by report, I’ll trot him out as Peter. I call him mine; but don’t suppose That I’m his […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Beyond Kerguelen. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Beyond Kerguelen Down in the South, by the waste without sail on it, Far from the zone of the blossom and tree, Lieth, with winter and whirlwind and wail on it, Ghost of a land by the ghost of […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). Mary Rivers. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). Mary Rivers Path beside the silver waters, flashing in October’s sun— Walk, by green and golden margins where the sister streamlets run— Twenty shining springs have vanished, full of flower, and leaf, and bird, Since the step of Mary […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Songs from the Mountains (1880). To a Mountain. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Songs from the Mountains (1880). To a Mountain To thee, O father of the stately peaks, Above me in the loftier light—to thee, Imperial brother of those awful hills Whose feet are set in splendid spheres of flame, Whose heads are where the gods […]
English Poetry. Thomas Stearns Eliot. Lune de Miel. Томас Стернз Элиот.
Thomas Stearns Eliot (Томас Стернз Элиот) Lune de Miel Ils ont vu les Pays-Bas, ils rentrent à Terre Haute; Mais une nuit d’été, les voici à Ravenne, A l’sur le dos écartant les genoux De quatre jambes molles tout gonflées de morsures. On relève le drap pour mieux […]
English Poetry. William Allingham. Kate O’Belashanny. Вильям Аллингам.
William Allingham (Вильям Аллингам) Kate O’Belashanny Seek up and down, both fair and brown, We’ve purty lasses many, O; But brown or fair, one girl most rare, The Flow’r o’ Belashanny, O. As straight is she as poplar-tree (Tho’ not as aisy shaken, O,) And walks so proud […]
English Poetry. Robert Lee Frost. Directive. Роберт Ли Фрост. Указание
Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост) Directive Back out of all this now too much for us, Back in a time made simple by the loss Of detail, burned, dissolved, and broken off Like graveyard marble sculpture in the weather, There is a house that is no more […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Easter Morn. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Easter Morn A Truth that has long lain buried At Superstition’s door, I see, in the dawn uprising, In all its strength once more. Hidden away in the darkness, By Ignorance crucified, Crushed under stones of dogmas– Yet lo! it has not […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Reticence of the Dead. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Reticence of the Dead I Although I have been sweetly comforted By messages that came to me from space, Anent the life of that transcendent place, Yet when the utmost has been done and said, There is a strange reserve […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Respite. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Respite The mighty conflict, which we call existence, Doth wear upon the body and the soul. Our vital forces wasted in resistance, So much there is to conquer and control. The rock which meets the billows with defiance Undaunted and unshaken day […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Two Junes. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Two Junes She sat, with her young-old face, And her form of blighted grace, And looked with her sad, unseeing eyes, On the green June earth and the blue June skies; And she moaned and sang in an undertone, A song of Junes […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Master and Servant. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Master and Servant The devil to Bacchus said, one day, In a scowling, growling, petulant way, As he came from earth to hell: “There’s a soul above that I cannot move, And I’ve struggled long and well; He’s a manly youth, with an […]