English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Rain along Shore. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Rain along Shore Wan white mists upon the sea, East wind harping mournfully All the sunken reefs along, Wail and heart-break in its song, But adown the placid bay Fisher-folk keep holiday. All the deeps beyond the bar Call and murmur […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. One of the Shepherds. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) One of the Shepherds We were out on the hills that night To watch our sheep; Drowsily by the fire we lay Where the waning flame did flicker and leap, And some were weary and half asleep, […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. On the Hills. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) On the Hills Through the pungent hours of the afternoon, On the autumn slopes we have lightly wandered Where the sunshine lay in a golden swoon And the lingering year all its sweetness squandered. Oh, it was blithesome to […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Off to the Fishing Ground. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Off to the Fishing Ground There’s a piping wind from a sunrise shore Blowing over a silver sea, There’s a joyous voice in the lapsing tide That calls enticingly; The mist of dawn has taken flight To the dim horizon’s bound, […]
English Poetry. William Cowper. By Callimachus. Уильям Купер.
William Cowper (Уильям Купер) By Callimachus At morn we placed on his funeral bier Young Melanippus; and, at eventide, Unable to sustain a loss so dear, By her own hand his blooming sister died. Thus Aristippus mourn’d his noble race, Annihilated by a double blow, Nor son could […]
English Poetry. William Blake. Songs of Innocence. The Lamb. Уильям Блейк. Песни невинности. Ягненок
William Blake (Уильям Блейк) Songs of Innocence. The Lamb Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed, By the stream and o’er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Gethsemane. Редьярд Киплинг. Гефсиманский сад
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Gethsemane 1914-18 The Garden called Gethsemane In Picardy it was, And there the people came to see The English soldiers pass. We used to pass — we used to pass Or halt, as it might be, And ship our masks in case of […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. November Evening. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) November Evening Come, for the dusk is our own; let us fare forth together, With a quiet delight in our hearts for the ripe, still, autumn weather, Through the rustling valley and wood and over the crisping meadow, Under a high-sprung […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Night. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Night A pale enchanted moon is sinking low Behind the dunes that fringe the shadowy lea, And there is haunted starlight on the flow Of immemorial sea. I am alone and need no more pretend Laughter or smile to […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. My Longshore Lass. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) My Longshore Lass Far in the mellow western sky, Above the restless harbor bar, A beacon on the coast of night, Shines out a calm, white evening star; But your deep eyes, my ’longshore lass, Are brighter, clearer far. […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. My Legacy. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) My Legacy My friend has gone away from me From shadow into perfect light, But leaving a sweet legacy. My heart shall hold it long in fee A grand ideal, calm and bright, A song of hope […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Morning along Shore. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Morning along Shore Hark, oh hark the elfin laughter All the little waves along, As if echoes speeding after Mocked a merry merman’s song! All the gulls are out, delighting In a wild, uncharted quest See the first red […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Midnight in Camp. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Midnight in Camp Night in the unslumbering forest! From the free, Vast pinelands by the foot of man untrod, Blows the wild wind, roaming rejoicingly This wilderness of God; And the tall firs that all day long have flung Balsamic odors […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Love’s Prayer. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Love’s Prayer Beloved, this the heart I offer thee Is purified from old idolatry, From outworn hopes, and from the lingering stain Of passion’s dregs, by penitential pain. Take thou it, then, and fill it up […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. In Port. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) In Port Out of the fires of the sunset come we again to our own We have girdled the world in our sailing under many an orient star; Still to our battered canvas the scents of the spice gales cling, And […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. In an Old Farmhouse. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) In an Old Farmhouse Outside the afterlight’s lucent rose Is smiting the hills and brimming the valleys, And shadows are stealing across the snows; From the mystic gloom of the pineland alleys. Glamour of mingled night and day […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. If Mary Had Known. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) * * * If Mary had known When she held her Babe’s hands in her own Little hands that were tender and white as a rose, All dented with dimples from finger to wrist, Such as mothers have kissed That one […]
English Poetry. William Cowper. Afflictions Sanctified by the Word. Уильям Купер.
William Cowper (Уильям Купер) Afflictions Sanctified by the Word Oh how I love Thy holy Word, Thy gracious covenant, O Lord! It guides me in the peaceful way; I think upon it all the day. What are the mines of shining wealth, The strength of youth, the […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Fancies. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Fancies Surely the flowers of a hundred springs Are simply the souls of beautiful things! The poppies aflame with gold and red Were the kisses of lovers in days that are fled. The purple pansies […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Echo Dell. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Echo Dell In a lone valley fair and far, Where many sweet beguilements are, I know a spot to lag and dream Through damask morns and noons agleam; For feet fall lightly on the fern And twilight is a wondrous thing, […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Down Stream. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Down Stream Comrades, up! Let us row down stream in this first rare dawnlight, While far in the clear north-west the late moon whitens and wanes; Before us the sun will rise, deep-purpling headland and islet, It is well to meet […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Companioned. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Companioned I walked to-day, but not alone, Adown a windy, sea-girt lea, For memory, spendthrift of her charm, Peopled the silent lands for me. The faces of old comradeship In golden youth were round my way, And in the […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Down Home. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Down Home Down home to-night the moonshine falls Across a hill with daisies pied, The pear tree by the garden gate Beckons with white arms like a bride. A savor as of trampled fern Along the whispering meadow stirs, […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Come, Rest Awhile. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Come, Rest Awhile Come, rest awhile, and let us idly stray In glimmering valleys, cool and far away. Come from the greedy mart, the troubled street, And listen to the music, faint and sweet, That […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. By an Autumn Fire. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) By an Autumn Fire Now at our casement the wind is shrilling, Poignant and keen And all the great boughs of the pines between It is harping a lone and hungering strain To the eldritch weeping of […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. An Autumn Evening. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) An Autumn Evening Dark hills against a hollow crocus sky Scarfed with its crimson pennons, and below The dome of sunset long, hushed valleys lie Cradling the twilight, where the lone winds blow And wake among the harps of […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. Among the Pines. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) Among the Pines Here let us linger at will and delightsomely hearken Music aeolian of wind in the boughs of pine, Timbrel of falling waters, sounds all soft and sonorous, Worshipful litanies sung at a bannered shrine. Deep let […]
English Poetry. William Cowper. Epitaphium Alterum. Уильям Купер.
William Cowper (Уильям Купер) Epitaphium Alterum Hic etiam jacet, Qui totum novennium vixit, Puss. Siste paulisper, Qui præteriturus es, Et tecum sic reputa– Hunc neque canis venaticus, Nec plumbum missile, Nec laqueus, Nec imbres nimii, Confecêre: Tamen mortuus est– Et moriar ego. William Cowper’s other poems: The Christian […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. A Winter Dawn. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) A Winter Dawn Above the marge of night a star still shines, And on the frosty hills the sombre pines Harbor an eerie wind that crooneth low Over the glimmering wastes of virgin snow. Through the […]
English Poetry. Lucy Maud Montgomery. A Day Off. Люси Мод Монтгомери.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери) A Day Off Let us put awhile away All the cares of work-a-day, For a golden time forget, Task and worry, toil and fret, Let us take a day to dream In the meadow by the stream. […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Winter. What Dick an’ I did. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Winter. What Dick an’ I did Last week the Browns ax’d nearly all The naïghbours to a randy, An’ left us out o’t, girt an’ small, Vor all we liv’d so handy; An’ zoo I zaid to Dick, “We’ll trudge, When they […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Sundry Pieces. Farmer’s Sons. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Sundry Pieces. Farmer’s Sons Ov all the chaps a-burnt so brown By zunny hills an’ hollors, Ov all the whindlèn chaps in town Wi’ backs so weak as rollers, There’s narn that’s half so light o’ heart, (I’ll bet, if thou’t zay […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Winter. A Bit o’ Fun. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Winter. A Bit o’ Fun We thought you woulden leäve us quite So soon as what you did last night; Our fun jist got up to a height As you about got hwome. The friskèn chaps did skip about, An’ cou’se the […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Winter. The Vrost. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Winter. The Vrost Come, run up hwome wi’ us to night, Athirt the vield a-vroze so white, Where vrosty sheädes do lie below The winter ricks a-tipp’d wi’ snow, An’ lively birds, wi’ waggèn taïls, Do hop upon the icy raïls. An’ […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Sundry Pieces. The Farmer’s Woldest Dā’ter. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Sundry Pieces. The Farmer’s Woldest Dā’ter No, no! I ben’t a-runnèn down The pretty maïden’s o’ the town, Nor wishèn o’m noo harm; But she that I would marry vu’st, To sheäre my good luck or my crust, ’S a-bred up at […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Fall. Two Farms in Woone. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Fall. Two Farms in Woone Eclogue Robert an’ Thomas. ROBERT. You’ll lose your meäster soon, then, I do vind; He’s gwaïn to leäve his farm, as I do larn, At Miëlmas; an’ I be zorry vor’n. What, is he […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Winter. Fanny’s Be’th-day. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Winter. Fanny’s Be’th-day How merry, wi’ the cider cup, We kept poor Fanny’s be’th-day up! An’ how our busy tongues did run An’ hands did wag, a-meäkèn fun! What plaÿsome anticks zome ō’s done! An’ how, a-reelèn roun’ an’ roun’, We beät […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Fall. The Common a-took in. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Fall. The Common a-took in Eclogue Thomas an’ John. THOMAS. Good morn t’ye, John. How b’ye? how b’ye? Zoo you be gwaïn to market, I do zee. Why, you be quite a-lwoaded wi’ your geese. JOHN. Ees, […]
English Poetry. William Cowper. A Comparison. Уильям Купер.
William Cowper (Уильям Купер) A Comparison The lapse of time and rivers is the same, Both speed their journey with a restless stream; The silent pace, with which they steal away, No wealth can bribe, no prayers persuade to stay; Alike irrevocable both when past, And a wide […]
English Poetry. Stephen Vincent Benet. Nightmare Number Three. Стивен Винсент Бене.
Stephen Vincent Benet (Стивен Винсент Бене) Nightmare Number Three We had expected everything but revolt And I kind of wonder myself when they started thinking– But there’s no dice in that now. I’ve heard fellow say They must have planned it for years and maybe they did. Looking […]