English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 37. O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 5. Из цикла «Аир благовонный». 37. Ты, за кем, бессловесный
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 37. O You Whom I Often and Silently Come O you whom I often and silently come where you are that I may be with you, As I walk by your side or sit near, or remain in the […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 36. Among the Multitude. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 36. Among the Multitude Among the men and women the multitude, I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs, Acknowledging none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child, any nearer than I am, Some are baffled, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 35. Fast Anchor’d Eternal O Love!. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 35. Fast Anchor’d Eternal O Love! Fast-anchor’d eternal O love! O woman I love! O bride! O wife! more resistless than I can tell, the thought of you! Then separate, as disembodied or another born, Ethereal, the last athletic […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 34. To a Western Boy. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 34. To a Western Boy Many things to absorb I teach to help you become eleve of mine; Yet if blood like mine circle not in your veins, If you be not silently selected by lovers and do not […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 33. Sometimes with One I Love. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 5. Из цикла «Аир благовонный». 33. Если кого я люблю
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 33. Sometimes with One I Love Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I effuse unreturn’d love, But now I think there is no unreturn’d love, the pay is certain one way or another, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 32. To the East and to the West. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 32. To the East and to the West To the East and to the West, To the man of the Seaside State and of Pennsylvania, To the Kanadian of the north, to the Southerner I love, These with perfect […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 31. What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 5. Из цикла «Аир благовонный». 31. Ради чего, вы думаете, я берусь за перо?
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 31. What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand? What think you I take my pen in hand to record? The battle-ship, perfect-model’d, majestic, that I saw pass the offing to-day under full sail? The splendors of the […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 29. Earth, My Likeness. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 29. Earth, My Likeness Earth, my likeness, Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric there, I now suspect that is not all; I now suspect there is something fierce in you eligible to burst forth, For an athlete […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 28. A Leaf for Hand in Hand. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 28. A Leaf for Hand in Hand A leaf for hand in hand; You natural persons old and young! You on the Mississippi and on all the branches and bayous of the Mississippi! You friendly boatmen and mechanics! you […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 19. Sea-Drift. 7. The World below the Brine. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 19. Из цикла «Морские течения». 7. Мир под морской водой
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 19. Sea-Drift. 7. The World below the Brine The world below the brine, Forests at the bottom of the sea, the branches and leaves, Sea-lettuce, vast lichens, strange flowers and seeds, the thick tangle openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale […]
English Poetry. William Topaz McGonagall. A Christmas Carol. Уильям Топаз Макгонаголл.
William Topaz McGonagall (Уильям Топаз Макгонаголл) A Christmas Carol Welcome, sweet Christmas, blest be the morn That Christ our Saviour was born! Earth’s Redeemer, to save us from all danger, And, as the Holy Record tells, born in a manger. Chorus – Then ring, ring, Christmas […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 10. Our Old Feuillage. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 10. Our Old Feuillage Always our old feuillage! Always Florida’s green peninsula—always the priceless delta of Louisiana—always the cotton-fields of Alabama and Texas, Always California’s golden hills and hollows, and the silver mountains of New Mexico—always soft-breath’d Cuba, Always the vast […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 27. A Glimpse. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 27. A Glimpse A glimpse through an interstice caught, Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night, and I unremark’d seated in a corner, Of a youth who loves […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 25. Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 25. Here the Frailest Leaves of Me Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Lais When Old. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Lais When Old Lais, when old and all her beauty gone, Lais, the erstwhile courted pleasure queen, Walked homeless through Corinth. One mocked her mien– One tossed her coins; she took them and passed on. Down by the harbour sloped a terraced lawn, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Justice. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Justice However inexplicable may seem Event and circumstance upon this earth, Though favours fall on those whom none esteem, And insult and indifference greet worth; Though poverty repays the life of toil, And riches spring where idle feet have trod, And storms lay […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Give. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Give Give, and thou shalt receive. Give thoughts of cheer, Of courage and success, to friend and stranger. And from a thousand sources, far and near, Strength will be sent thee in thy hour of danger. Give words of comfort, of defense, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Effect. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Effect An unkind tale was whispered in his ear. He paused to hear. His thoughts were food that helped a falsehood thrive, And keep alive. Years dawned and died. One day by venom’s tongue His name was stung. He cried aloud, nor […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Baby’s First Journey. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Baby’s First Journey Lightly they hold him and lightly they sway him– Soft as a pillow are somebody’s arms. Down he goes slowly, ever so lowly Over the rim of the cradle they lay him– Baby’s first journey is free from alarms. […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Absence. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Absence After you went away, our lovely room Seemed like a casket whence the soul had fled. I stood in awful and appalling gloom, The world was empty and all joy seemed dead. I think I felt as one might feel who […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). In the Valley. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). In the Valley Said the yellow-haired Spirit of Spring To the white-footed Spirit of Snow, “On the wings of the tempest take wing, And leave me the valleys, and go.” And, straightway, the streams were unchained, And the frost-fettered […]
English Poetry. John Newton. Jacob’s Ladder. Джон Ньютон.
John Newton (Джон Ньютон) Jacob’s Ladder If the Lord our leader be, We may follow without fear; East or West, by land or sea, Home, with him, is everywhere; When from Esau Jacob fled, Though his pillow was a stone, And the ground his humble bed, Yet he […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Syrinx. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Syrinx A heap of low, dark, rocky coast, Unknown to foot or feather! A sea-voice moaning like a ghost; And fits of fiery weather! The flying Syrinx turned and sped By dim, mysterious hollows, Where night is black, […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). After the Hunt. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). After the Hunt Underneath the windy mountain walls Forth we rode, an eager band, By the surges and the verges and the gorges, Till the night was on the land— On the hazy, mazy land! Far away the bounding […]
English Poetry. Alexander Brome. The Saints Encouragement. Александр Бром.
Alexander Brome (Александр Бром) The Saints Encouragement Written in 1643. FIght on brave Souldiers for the cause, Fear not the Caveliers; Their threatnings are as senseless, as Our Jealousies and fears. ‘Tis you must perfect this great work, And all Malignants slay, You must bring back the […]
English Poetry. Alexander Brome. The New Mountebank. Александр Бром.
Alexander Brome (Александр Бром) The New Mountebank Written in 1643. IF any body politick, Of plenty or ease be very sick, There’s a Physician come to Town, Of far fetcht fame and high renown; Though call’d a Mountebank, ’tis meant, Both words being French, a Parliament; Who […]
English Poetry. Charles Wolfe. The Last Rose of Summer. Чарльз Вольф.
Charles Wolfe (Чарльз Вольф) The Last Rose of Summer That strain again? It seems to tell Of something like a joy departed; I love its mourning accents well, Like voice of one, ah! broken-hearted. That note that pensive dies away, And can each answering thrill awaken, It […]
English Poetry. Alexander Wilson. Matilda. Александр Вильсон.
Alexander Wilson (Александр Вильсон) Matilda Ye dark rugged rocks, that recline o’er the deep, Ye breezes, that sigh o’er the main, Here shelter me under your cliffs while I weep, And cease while ye hear me complain. For distant, alas! from my dear native shore, And far […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 24. A Promise to California. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 24. A Promise to California A promise to California, Or inland to the great pastoral Plains, and on to Puget sound and Oregon; Sojourning east a while longer, soon I travel toward you, to remain, to teach robust American […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 23. We Two Boys Together Clinging. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 5. Из цикла «Аир благовонный». 23. Мы – мальчишки
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 23. We Two Boys Together Clinging We two boys together clinging, One the other never leaving, Up and down the roads going, North and South excursions making, Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching, Arm’d and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 22. When I Peruse the Conquer’d Fame. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 5. Из цикла «Аир благовонный». 22. Когда я читаю о горделивой славе
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 22. When I Peruse the Conquer’d Fame When I peruse the conquer’d fame of heroes and the victories of mighty generals, I do not envy the generals, Nor the President in his Presidency, nor the rich in his great […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 21. The Prairie-Grass Dividing. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 21. The Prairie-Grass Dividing The prairie-grass dividing, its special odor breathing, I demand of it the spiritual corresponding, Demand the most copious and close companionship of men, Demand the blades to rise of words, acts, beings, Those of the […]
English Poetry. John Newton. What Think Ye Of Christ?. Джон Ньютон.
John Newton (Джон Ньютон) * * * What think you of Christ? is the test To try both your state and your scheme; You cannot be right in the rest, Unless you think rightly of him. As Jesus appears in your view, As he is beloved or not; […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 19. This Moment Yearning and Thoughtful. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 5. Из цикла «Аир благовонный». 19. В тоске и в раздумье
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 19. This Moment Yearning and Thoughtful This moment yearning and thoughtful sitting alone, It seems to me there are other men in other lands yearning and thoughtful, It seems to me I can look over and behold them in […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 19. Sea-Drift. 2. As I Ebb’d with the Ocean of Life. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 19. Из цикла «Морские течения». 2. Когда жизнь моя убывала вместе с океанским отливом
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 19. Sea-Drift. 2. As I Ebb’d with the Ocean of Life 1 As I ebb’d with the ocean of life, As I wended the shores I know, As I walk’d where the ripples continually wash you Paumanok, Where they rustle […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 18. To a Stranger. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 5. Из цикла «Аир благовонный». 18. Незнакомому
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 18. To a Stranger Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,) I have somewhere […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 16. Behold This Swarthy Face. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 16. Behold This Swarthy Face Behold this swarthy face, these gray eyes, This beard, the white wool unclipt upon my neck, My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm; Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 14. Trickle Drops. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 14. Trickle Drops Trickle drops! my blue veins leaving! O drops of me! trickle, slow drops, Candid from me falling, drip, bleeding drops, From wounds made to free you whence you were prison’d, From my face, from my forehead […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 13. Not Heat Flames Up and Consumes. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 13. Not Heat Flames Up and Consumes Not heat flames up and consumes, Not sea-waves hurry in and out, Not the air delicious and dry, the air of ripe summer, bears lightly along white down-balls of myriads of seeds, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 12. Roots and Leaves Themselves Alone. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 12. Roots and Leaves Themselves Alone Roots and leaves themselves alone are these, Scents brought to men and women from the wild woods and pond-side, Breast-sorrel and pinks of love, fingers that wind around tighter than vines, Gushes from […]