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English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Asparagus. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Asparagus Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he’d ne’er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won five pounds, no-less and no-more. He felt himself suddenly tempted To indulge in some reckless orgee, So he […]

English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Psalm 134. Исаак Уоттс.

Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Psalm 134 Daily and nightly devotion. Ye that obey th’ immortal King, Attend his holy place; Bow to the glories of his power, And bless his wondrous grace. Lift up your hands by morning light, And send your souls on high; Raise […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Albert’s Return. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Albert’s Return You’ve `eard `ow young Albert Ramsbottom At the zoo up at Blackpool one year With a stick with an `orse’s `ead `andle Gave a lion a poke in the ear? The name of the lion was Wallace, […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Albert and the ’Eadsman. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Albert and the ’Eadsman On young Albert Ramsbottom’s birthday His parents asked what he’d like most; He said to see t’ Tower of London And gaze upon Anne Boleyn’s ghost. They thowt this request were unusual And at first to refuse were inclined, […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. William Rufus. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) William Rufus The reign of King William the Second Were an uninteresting affair There’s only two things that’s remembered of him That’s his sudden death and his red hair. He got his red hair from his Mother, The crown […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. The Return of Albert. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) The Return of Albert You’ve ’eard ’ow young Albert Ramsbottom, In the Zoo up at Blackpool one year, With a stick and ’orse’s ’ead ’andle, Gave a lion a poke in the ear. The name of the lion was Wallace, The poke […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. The Recumbent Posture. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) The Recumbent Posture The day after Christmas, young Albert Were what’s called, confined to his bed, With a tight kind of pain in his stummick And a light feeling up in his head. His parents were all in a fluster When they […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. The ’Ole in the Ark. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) The ’Ole in the Ark One evening at dusk as Noah stood on his Ark, Putting green oil in starboard side lamp, His wife came along and said, ’Noah, summat’s wrong, Our cabin is getting quite damp. Noah said, ’Is that so?’ Then […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Sam’s Racehorse. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Sam’s Racehorse When Sam Small retired from the Army He’d a pension of ninepence a day, And seven pounds fourteen and twopence He’d saved from his rations and pay. He knew this ’ere wasn’t a fortune, But reckoned with […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Richard Coeur-de-Lion. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Richard Coeur-de-Lion Richard the First, Coeur-de-Lion, Is a name that we speak of with pride, Though he only lived six months in England From his birth to the day that he died. He spent all his time fighting battles, […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Queen Matilda. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Queen Matilda Henry the first, surnamed ” Beauclare,” Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard to decide Who his heir and successor should be. There were two runners-up for the title- His […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Jonah and the Grampus. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Jonah and the Grampus I’ll tell you the story of Jonah, A really remarkable tale; A peaceful and humdrum existence he had Until one day he went for a sail. The weather were grand when they started, But later at turn […]

English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Psalm 100. Исаак Уоттс.

Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Psalm 100 A plain translation. Praise to our Creator. Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sovereign King; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues his glory sing. The Lord is God; ’tis he alone […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Henry the Seventh. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Henry the Seventh Henry the Seventh of England Wasn’t out of the Royal top drawer, The only connection of which he could boast, He were King’s nephew’s brother-in-law. It were after the Wars of the Roses That he came to the front, […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. George and the Dragon. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) George and the Dragon I’ll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word ” Garage” wrote on t’ stable door And a petrol pump outside the gate. The ” […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Canute the Great. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Canute the Great I’ll tell of Canute, King of England, A native of Denmark was he, His hobbies was roving and raiding And paddling his feet in the sea. By trade he were what’s called a Viking, Every summer he’d visit […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Balbus. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Balbus I’ll tell you the story of Balbus, You know, him as builded a wall; I’ll tell you the reason he built it, And the place where it happened an’ all. This ’ere Balbus, though only a Tackler, Were […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Albert Down Under. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Albert Down Under Albert were what you’d call “thwarted”. He had long had an ambition, which… Were to save up and go to Australia, The saving up that were the hitch. He’d a red money box on the […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. The Lion and Albert. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) The Lion and Albert There’s a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That’s noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went there with young Albert, their son. A grand little lad was young Albert, All dressed in his best; quite […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Albert and His Savings. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Albert and His Savings One day, little Albert Ramsbottom To see ’ow much money ’e’d got Stuck a knife in ’is money-box slot ’ole And fiddled and fished out the lot. It amounted to fifteen and fourpence Which ’e found by a few […]

English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The History of an Hour. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The History of an Hour Vain is the wish to try rhyming it, writing it! Pen cannot weld into words what it was; Time will be squandered in toil at inditing it; Clear is the cause! Yea, ’twas too satiate with soul, […]

English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Watcher’s Regret. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Watcher’s Regret J.E.’s Story I slept across the front of the clock, Close to the long case-door; The hours were brought by their brazen knock To my ear as the slow nights wore. Thus did I, she being sick to […]

English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Shiver. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Shiver Five lone clangs from the house-clock nigh, And I woke with a sigh: Stars wore west like a slow tide flowing, And my lover had told yesternight of his going, – That at this gray hour he’d be hasting by, […]

English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Church and the Wedding. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Church and the Wedding ‘I’ll restore this old church for our marriage: I’ve ordered the plans: Style of wedding your choice – foot or carriage – By licence, or banns.’ He restored it, as though built newly: The bishop was won […]

English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. On the Portrait of a Woman about to be Hanged. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) On the Portrait of a Woman about to be Hanged Comely and capable one of our race, Posing there in your gown of grace, Plain, yet becoming; Could subtlest breast Ever have guessed What was behind that innocent face, Drumming, drumming! Would […]

English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Harvest-Supper. Томас Гарди (Харди).

Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Harvest-Supper (Circa 1850) Nell and the other maids danced their best With the Scotch-Greys in the barn; These had been asked to the harvest-feast; Red shapes amid the corn. Nell and the other maids sat in a row Within the […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. Time is. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) * * * Time is Too Slow for those who Wait, Too Swift for those who Fear, Too Long for those who Grieve, Too Short for those who Rejoice; But for those who Love, Time is not. Henry Van Dyke’s other poems: […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. Thomas Bailey Aldrich. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Thomas Bailey Aldrich I BIRTHDAY VERSES Dear Aldrich, now November’s mellow days Have brought another Festa round to you, You can’t refuse a loving-cup of praise From friends the fleeting years have bound to you. Here come your Marjorie […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. The White Bees. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) The White Bees I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, “I will make you keeper of my bees.” Golden were the hives, and golden was the honey; golden, too, the music, Where the honey-makers […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. Peace. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Peace I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the realm of shadows,–fine, And far, and clear,–where advent of the night Means only glorious nearness of the stars, And […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. New Year’s Eve. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) New Year’s Eve I The other night I had a dream, most clear And comforting, complete In every line, a crystal sphere, And full of intimate and secret cheer. Therefore I will repeat That vision, dearest heart, to you, As of […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. Milton. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Milton I Lover of beauty, walking on the height Of pure philosophy and tranquil song; Born to behold the visions that belong To those who dwell in melody and light; Milton, thou spirit delicate and bright! What drew thee down to […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. God of the Open Air. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) God of the Open Air I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,– On mountain heights, In woodlands dim with many a dream, In valleys bright with springs, And […]

English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Hymn 105. Исаак Уоттс.

Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Hymn 105 Heaven invisible and holy. 1 Cor. 2:9,10; Rev. 21:27. Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, Nor sense nor reason known, What joys the Father hath prepared For those that love the Son. But the good Spirit of […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. Flood-Tide of Flowers. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Flood-Tide of Flowers IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth would stay Forever where the tide was low, In sodden green and watery gray. But now from […]

English Poetry. Henry Van Dyke. Victor Hugo. Генри Ван Дайк.

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Victor Hugo Heart of France for a hundred years, Passionate, sensitive, proud, and strong, Quick to throb with her hopes and fears, Fierce to flame with her sense of wrong! You, who hailed with a morning song Dream-light gilding a throne […]

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