English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Lost Path. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Lost Path The garden’s full of scented wallflowers, And, save that these stir faintly, nothing stirs; Only a distant bell in hollow chime Cried out just now for far-forgoten time, And three reverberate words the great bell spoke. […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Falcon. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Falcon Why should my sleepy heart be taught To whistle mocking-bird replies? This is another bird you’ve caught, Soft-feathered, with a falcon’s eyes. The bird Imagination, That flies so far, that dies so soon; Her wings […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Fairy Goldsmith. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Fairy Goldsmith Here’s a wonderful thing, A humming-bird’s wing In hammered gold, And store well chosen Of snowflakes frozen In crystal cold. Black onyx cherries And mistletoe berries Of chrysoprase, Jade buds, tight […]
English Poetry. Alfred Austin. Victoria. Альфред Остин.
Alfred Austin (Альфред Остин) Victoria The lark went up, the mower whet his scythe, On golden meads kine ruminating lay, And all the world felt young again and blithe, Just as to-day. The partridge shook her covey from her wings, And limped along the grass; on leaf […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Sea Lullaby. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Sea Lullaby The old moon is tarnished With smoke of the flood, The dead leaves are varnished With colour like blood. A treacherous smiler With teeth white as milk, A savage beguiler In sheathings of […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Primavera in the North. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Primavera in the North She has danced for leagues and leagues, Over thorns and thistles, Prancing to a tune of Griegg’s Performed on willow whistles. Antelopes behold her, dazed, Velvet-eyed, and furry; Polar flowers, crackle-glazed, Snap […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Pretty Words. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Pretty Words Poets make pets of pretty, docile words: I love smooth words, like gold-enamelled fish Which circle slowly with a silken swish, And tender ones, like downy-feathred birds: Words shy and dappled, deep-eyed deer in herds, Come to my hand, and playful […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Now Let No Charitable Hope. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) * * * Now let no charitable hope Confuse my mind with images Of eagle and of antelope: I am by nature none of these. I was, being human, born alone; I am, being woman, hard beset; […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Nancy. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Nancy You are a rose, but set with sharpest spine; You are a pretty bird that pecks at me; You are a little squirrel on a tree, Pelting me with the prickly fruit of the pine; A diamond, torn […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Love Song. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Love Song Lovers eminent in love Ever diversities combine; The vocal chords of the cushat-dove, The snake’s articulated spine. Such elective elements Educate the eye and lip With one’s refreshing innocence, The other’s claim to scholarship. […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Little Joke. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Little Joke Stripping an almond tree in flower The wise apothecary’s skill A single drop of lethal power From perfect sweetness can distill From bitterness in efflorescence, With murderous poisons packed therein; The poet draws pellucid essence […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Incantation. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Incantation A white well In a black cave; A bright shell In a dark wave. A white rose Black brambles hood; Smooth bright snows In a dark wood. A flung white glove In a […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Death and the Maiden. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Death and the Maiden BARCAROLE ON THE STYX Fair youth with the rose at your lips, A riddle is hid in your eyes; Discard conversational quips, Give over elaborate disguise. The rose’s funeral breath Confirms by intuitive fears; […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Curious Circumstance. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Curious Circumstance The sailorman’s child And the girl of the witch– They can’t be defiled By touching pitch. The sailorman’s son Had a ship for a nursery; The other one Was baptised by sorcery. Although […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. All In a Family Way. Томас Мур.
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) All In a Family Way My banks are all furnished with rags, So thick, even Freddy can’t thin ’em; I’ve torn up my old money-bags, Having little or nought to put in ’em. My tradesman are smashing by dozens, But this is all nothing, […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Blood Feud. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Blood Feud Once, when my husband was a child, there came To his father’s table, one who called him kin, In sunbleached corduroys paler than his skin. His look was grave and kind; he bore the name Of the dead singer of Senlac, […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Bells in the Rain. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Bells in the Rain Sleep falls, with limpid drops of rain, Upon the steep cliffs of the town. Sleep falls; men are at peace again While the small drops fall softly down. The bright drops ring like bells of […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Atavism. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Atavism I was always afraid of Somes’s Pond: Not the little pond, by which the willow stands, Where laughing boys catch alewives in their hands In brown, bright shallows; but the one beyond. There, where the frost makes all […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. A Crowded Trolley-Car. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) A Crowded Trolley-Car The rain’s cold grains are silver-gray Sharp as golden sands, A bell is clanging, people sway Hanging by their hands. Supple hands, or gnarled and stiff, Snatch and catch and grope; That face is yellow-pale, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Mill. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Mill Something there is in the mill whistle blowing Sets my blood flowing– Stirs me with life. Gives me the feeling of being a part of it, Hand of it, heart of it, Ready to plunge in the thick of the strife […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Reason. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Reason Do you know what moves the tides As they swing from low to high? ‘Tis the love, love, love, Of the moon within the sky. Oh, they follow where she guides, Do the faithful hearted tides. Do you know what […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Romney. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Romney Nay, Romney, nay-I will not hear you say Those words again: “I love you, love you sweet!” You are profane—blasphemous. I repeat, You are no actor for so grand a play. You love with all your heart? Well, that may be; […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Two Rooms. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Two Rooms One room is full of luxury, and dim With that soft moonlit radiance of light That she best loves, who sits and dreams of him Her heart has crowned as knight. And one is bare, and comfortless, and dim With […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Wild Oats. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Wild Oats I saw a fair youth, with a brow broad and white, And an eye that was beaming with intellect’s light: And his face seemed to glow with the wealth of his mind; And I said, “He will grace and ennoble mankind: […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Year. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Year What can be said in New Year rhymes, That’s not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 46. Avenging and Bright. Томас Мур.
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) From “Irish Melodies”. 46. Avenging and Bright AVENGING and bright fall the swift sword of Erin On him who the brave sons of Usna betray’d! — For every fond eye he hath waken’d a tear in A drop from his heart-wounds shall weep o’er […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. My Nannie O. Роберт Бернс. Песенка о Нэнни
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) My Nannie O Behind yon hills where Lugar flows, ’Mang moors an’ mosses many O, The wintry sun the day has clos’d, And I’ll awa’ to Nannie O. The westlin wind blaws loud an’ shill, The night’s baith mirk and rainy O; But […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Wild Peaches. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Wild Peaches 1 When the world turns completely upside down You say we’ll emigrate to the Eastern Shore Aboard a river-boat from Baltimore; We’ll live among wild peach trees, miles from town, You’ll wear a coonskin cap, and I a gown Homespun, dyed […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Sunset on the Spire. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Sunset on the Spire All that I dream By day or night Lives in that stream Of lovely light. Here is the earth, And there is the spire; This is my hearth, And that is my fire. From the sun’s dome I am shouted […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Winter Sleep. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Winter Sleep When against earth a wooden heel Clicks as loud as stone on steel, When stone turns flour instead of flakes, And frost bakes clay as fire bakes, When the hard-bitten fields at last Crack like iron […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Velvet Shoes. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Velvet Shoes Let us walk in the white snow In a soundless space; With footsteps quiet snd slow, At a tranquil pace, Under veils of white lace. I shall go shod in silk, And you in wool, […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Tortoise in Eternity. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Tortoise in Eternity Within my house of patterned horn I sleep in such a bed As men may keep before they’re born And after when they’re dead. Sticks and stones may break their bones, And words may […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Puritan’s Ballad. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Puritan’s Ballad My love came up from Barnegat, The sea was in his eyes; He trod as softly as a cat And told me terrible lies. His hair was yellow as new-cut pine In shavings curled and […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Poor Old Cannon. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Poor Old Cannon Upbroke the sun In red-gold foam; Thus spoke the gun At the Soldier’s Home: ”Whenever I hear Blue thunder speak My voice sounds clear But little and weak. ”And when the […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Lion and the Lamb. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Lion and the Lamb I saw a Tiger’s golden flank, I saw what food he ate, By a desert spring he drank; The Tiger’s name was Hate. Then I saw a placid Lamb Lying fast asleep; […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Eagle and the Mole. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Eagle and the Mole Avoid the reeking herd, Shun the polluted flock, Live like that stoic bird, The eagle of the rock. The huddled warmth of crowds Begets and fosters hate; He keeps above the clouds […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. Did Not. Томас Мур.
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) Did Not ‘Twas a new feeling – something more Than we had dared to own before, Which then we hid not; We saw it in each other’s eye, And wished, in every half-breathed sigh, To speak, but did not. She felt my lips’ […]
English Poetry. William Blake. Songs of Innocence. Laughing Song. Уильям Блейк. Песни невинности. Смеющаяся песня
William Blake (Уильям Блейк) Songs of Innocence. Laughing Song When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it; When the […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Crooked Stick. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Crooked Stick First Traveller: What’s that lying in the dust? Second Traveller: A crooked stick. First Traveller: What’s it worth, if you can trust to arithmetic? Second Traveller: Isn’t this a riddle? First Traveller: No, a trick. […]
English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. The Church-Bell. Элинор Уайли.
Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) The Church-Bell As I was lying in my bed I heard the church-bell ring; Before one solemn word was said A bird began to sing. I heard a dog begin to bark And a bold crowing cock; […]