English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. After (After the end that is drawing near). Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) After (After the end that is drawing near) After the end that is drawing near Comes, and I no more see your face Worn with suffering, lying here, What shall I do with the empty place? You are so weary, that if […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. What the Rain Saw. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) What the Rain Saw Winds of the summer time what are you saying, What are ye seeking, and what do you miss? Locks like the thistledown floating and straying, Cheeks like the budding rose, tinted to kiss. See ye yon mist […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Cheating Time. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Cheating Time Kiss me, sweetheart. One by one Swift and sure the moments run. Soon, too soon, for you and me Gone for aye the day will be. Do not let time cheat us then, Kiss me often and again. […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. An East Wind. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) An East Wind The glitter of wheels far down the street (Ah me, and alack a day.) And I heard the thud of his horse’s feet Beating a roundelay. And I felt a little song coming, coming Over my lips as humming, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The New Love. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The New Love I thought my heart was death chilled, I thought its fires were cold; But the new love, the new love, It warmeth like the old. I thought its rooms were shadowed With the gloom of endless night; But […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Thy Love Is Like the Harbour, Safe and Still. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Thy Love Is Like the Harbour, Safe and Still Into whose calm that ship may glide at will, Under the slope of God’s Eternal Will. So near the perfect peace that knows no word; Yet with an empty, white emotion stirred, It […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Not Anchored. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Not Anchored My heart is like a ship that finds no rest, Tossed here and there upon the stormy breast Of loves of many hearts too oft conferred. Ella Wheeler Wilcox’s other poems: The Phantom Ball The Giddy Girl The Awakening (I […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Dirge. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Dirge Death and a dirge at midnight; Yet never a soul in the house Heard anything more than the throb and beat Of a beautiful waltz of Strauss. Dead, dead, dead, and staring, With a ghastly smile on its face; […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Reminders. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Reminders When in the early dawn I hear the thrushes, And like a flood of waters o’er my heart The memory of another summer rushes, How can I rise up, and perform my part? When in the languid eve I hear […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Only a Glove. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Only a Glove Only a glove that has touched her fingers, But it seems to me something half divine. A delicate fragrance about it lingers, And it stirs my blood like wine– Yes, thrills and warms me like wine. So well […]
English Poetry. Gilbert Keith Chesterton. Wine and Water. Гилберт Кит Честертон.
Gilbert Keith Chesterton (Гилберт Кит Честертон) Wine and Water Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowls on the largest scale, He ate his egg with a ladle in a egg-cup big as a pail, And the soup he took was Elephant Soup and fish he took […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Burned Out. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Burned Out Blow out the light: there is no oil to feed it: That dim blue light unworthy of the name. Better to sit with folded hands, I say, And wait for night to pass, and bring the day, Than to depend […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Un Rencontre. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Un Rencontre Now ought we to laugh or to weep– Was it comical, or was it grave? When we who had waded breast deep In passion’s most turbulent wave Met out on an isle in Time’s ocean, With never one thrill of […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Deceitful Calm. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Deceitful Calm The winds are still; the sea lies all untroubled Beneath a cloudless sky; the morn is bright, Yet, Lord, I feel my need of Thee is doubled; Come nearer to me in this blaze of light; The night must fall,–the […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. New Year (Know this! there is nothing can harm you). Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) New Year (Know this! there is nothing can harm you) Know this! there is nothing can harm you If you are at peace with your soul. Know this, and the knowledge shall arm you With courage and strength to the goal. Your spirit […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Bridge of Prayer. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Bridge of Prayer The bridge of prayer from heavenly heights suspended Unites the earth with spirit-realms in Space. The interests of those separate worlds are blended For those whose feet turn often toward that place. In troubled nights of sorrow and […]
English Poetry. Alexander Brome. Practick Love. Александр Бром.
Alexander Brome (Александр Бром) Practick Love 1. PRithee Caelia tell me, why Thou fool’st away thy precious hours, Beauty fades, and youth doth fly, There’s no trust to futurity. Time present’s only in our powers. She that her present joys doth deser, Would love at the last, […]
English Poetry. Alexander Brome. To a Lady that turned her Cheek. Александр Бром.
Alexander Brome (Александр Бром) To a Lady that turned her Cheek 1. ANd why this coyness, Lady mine? What needs all this adoe? ‘Tis but a swap, my lips for thine, A gentle touch, and goe. Nay let such kisses still be kept, Let him that is […]
English Poetry. Alexander Brome. The Attempt. Александр Бром.
Alexander Brome (Александр Бром) The Attempt 1. WHy should I blush or be dismay’d, To tell you I adore you? Since Love’s a pow’r, that can’t be staid, But must by all be once obey’d, And you as well as those before you. Your beauty hath enchain’d […]
English Poetry. Alexander Brome. Upon the Cavaliers departing out of London. Александр Бром.
Alexander Brome (Александр Бром) Upon the Cavaliers departing out of London 1. NOw fare thee well London, Thou next must be undone, ‘Cause thou hast undone us before; This cause and this tyrant, Had never plaid this high rant, Were’t not for thy Argent and Or. […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Third Collection. The Little Worold. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Third Collection. The Little Worold My hwome wer on the timber’d ground O’ Duncombe, wi’ the hills a-bound: Where vew from other peärts did come, An’ vew did travel vur from hwome, An’ small the worold I did know; But then, what had it […]
English Poetry. Gilbert Keith Chesterton. The Wise Men. Гилберт Кит Честертон.
Gilbert Keith Chesterton (Гилберт Кит Честертон) The Wise Men Step softly, under snow or rain, To find the place where men can pray; The way is all so very plain That we may lose the way. Oh, we have learnt to peer and pore On tortured puzzles […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. The Pleäce our own ageän. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. The Pleäce our own ageän Well! thanks to you, my faïthful Jeäne. So worksome wi’ your head an’ hand, We seäved enough to get ageän My poor vorefather’s plot o’ land. ’Twer folly lost, an’ cunnèn got, What should ha’ come to […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. The Bwoat. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. The Bwoat Where cows did slowly seek the brink O’ Stour, drough zunburnt grass, to drink; Wi’ vishèn float, that there did zink An’ rise, I zot as in a dream. The dazzlèn zun did cast his light On hedge-row blossom, snowy […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Out at Plough. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Out at Plough Though cool avore the sheenèn sky Do vail the sheädes below the copse, The timber-trees, a-reachèn high, Ha’ zunsheen on their lofty tops, Where yonder land’s a-lyèn plow’d, An’ red, below the snow-white cloud, An’ vlocks o’ pitchèn rooks […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Herrènston. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Herrènston Zoo then the leädy an’ the squier, At Chris’mas, gather’d girt an’ small, Vor me’th, avore their roarèn vier, An’ roun’ their bwoard, ’ithin the hall; An’ there, in glitt’rèn rows, between The roun’-rimm’d pleätes, our knives did sheen, Wi’ frothy […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Good Meäster Collins. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Good Meäster Collins Aye, Meäster Collins wer a-blest Wi’ greäce, an’ now’s a-gone to rest; An’ though his heart did beät so meek ’S a little child’s, when he did speak, The godly wisdom ov his tongue Wer dew o’ greäce to […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Woone Rule. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Woone Rule An’ while I zot, wi’ thoughtvul mind, Up where the lwonesome Coombs do wind, An’ watch’d the little gully slide So crookèd to the river-zide; I thought how wrong the Stour did zeem To roll along his ramblèn stream, A-runnèn […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Vo’k a-comèn into Church. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Vo’k a-comèn into Church The church do zeem a touchèn zight, When vo’k, a-comèn in at door, Do softly tread the long-aïl’d vloor Below the pillar’d arches’ height, Wi’ bells a-pealèn, Vo’k a-kneelèn, Hearts a-healèn, wi’ the love An’ peäce a-zent em […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Angels by the Door. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Angels by the Door Oh! there be angels evermwore, A-passèn onward by the door, A-zent to teäke our jaÿs, or come To bring us zome—O Meärianne. Though doors be shut, an’ bars be stout, Noo bolted door can keep em out; But […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. The Thorns in the Geäte. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. The Thorns in the Geäte Ah! Meäster Collins overtook Our knot o’ vo’k a-stannèn still, Last Zunday, up on Ivy Hill, To zee how strong the corn did look. An’ he staÿ’d back awhile an’ spoke A vew kind words to all […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. The Funeral of Youth: Threnody. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) The Funeral of Youth: Threnody The day that Youth had died, There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the county’s ends, Those scatter’d friends Who had lived the boon companions of his prime, And laughed with him and sung with him […]
English Poetry. Gilbert Keith Chesterton. The Song of Quoodle. Гилберт Кит Честертон.
Gilbert Keith Chesterton (Гилберт Кит Честертон) The Song of Quoodle They haven’t got no noses, The fallen sons of Eve; Even the smell of roses Is not what they supposes; But more than mind discloses And more than men believe. They haven’t got no noses, They cannot […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. The Way That Lovers Use. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) * * * The way that lovers use is this; They bow, catch hands, with never a word, And their lips meet, and they do kiss, –So I have heard. They queerly find some healing so, And strange attainment in the touch; […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Song (All suddenly the wind comes soft). Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Song (All suddenly the wind comes soft) All suddenly the wind comes soft, And Spring is here again; And the hawthorn quickens with buds of green, And my heart with buds of pain. My heart all Winter lay so numb, The earth […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Sonnet. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Sonnet Suggested by some of the Proceedings of the Society for Psychical Research Not with vain tears, when we’re beyond the sun, We’ll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread Those dusty high-roads of the aimless dead Plaintive for Earth; but […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. A Memory. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) A Memory From a sonnet-sequence Somewhile before the dawn I rose, and stept Softly along the dim way to your room, And found you sleeping in the quiet gloom, And holiness about you as you slept. I knelt there; till your waking […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. There’s Wisdom in Women. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) There’s Wisdom in Women “Oh love is fair, and love is rare;” my dear one she said, “But love goes lightly over.” I bowed her foolish head, And kissed her hair and laughed at her. Such a child was she; So new to […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. The Great Lover. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) The Great Lover I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love’s praise, The pain, the calm, and the astonishment, Desire illimitable, and still content, And all dear names men use, to cheat despair, For […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. The Dead (These hearts were woven of human joys and cares). Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) The Dead (These hearts were woven of human joys and cares) These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given them kindness. Dawn was theirs, And sunset, and the colours of the […]