English Poetry. John Clare. Death. Джон Клэр.

John Clare (Джон Клэр) Death Why should man’s high aspiring mind Burn in him with so proud a breath, When all his haughty views can find In this world yields to death? The fair, the brave, the vain, the wise, The rich, the poor, the great, and small, […]

English Poetry. Robert Burns. On the Author Being Threatened with His Resentment. Роберт Бернс. Лорду Галлоуэю, пригрозившему испортить жизнь Роберту Бернсу за его эпиграммы

Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On the Author Being Threatened with His Resentment Spare me thy vengeance, Galloway, In quiet let me live: I ask no kindness at thy hand, For thou hast none to give. 1793 Перевод на русский язык Лорду Галлоуэю, пригрозившему испортить жизнь Роберту Бернсу за […]

English Poetry. Robert Burns. On Seeing the Beautiful Seat of Lord Galloway. Роберт Бернс. В тот день, когда я увидел прекрасную усадьбу лорда Галлоуэя

Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On Seeing the Beautiful Seat of Lord Galloway What dost thou in that mansion fair? Flit, Galloway, and find Some narrow, dirty, dungeon cave, The picture of thy mind! 1793 Перевод на русский язык В тот день, когда я увидел прекрасную усадьбу лорда Галлоуэя […]

English Poetry. Robert Burns. On Being Shewn a Beautiful Country Seat. Роберт Бернс. В тот день, когда лэрд Кардонесс показал нам свою усадьбу

Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On Being Shewn a Beautiful Country Seat We grant they’re thine, those beauties all, So lovely in our eye; Keep them, thou eunuch, Cardoness, For others to enjoy! 1794 Перевод на русский язык В тот день, когда лэрд Кардонесс показал нам свою усадьбу Ты […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Spring Star. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Spring Star I. Over the lamp-lit street, Trodden by hurrying feet, Where mostly pulse and beat Life’s throbbing veins, See where the April star, Blue-bright as sapphires are, Hangs in deep heavens far, Waxes and wanes. Strangely alive it seems, Darting keen, […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. A June Night. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) A June Night Ten o’clock: the broken moon Hangs not yet a half hour high, Yellow as a shield of brass, In the dewy air of June, Poised between the vaulted sky And the ocean’s liquid glass. Earth lies in the shadow still; […]

English Poetry. John Clare. Autumn. Джон Клэр.

John Clare (Джон Клэр) Autumn The thistledown’s flying, though the winds are all still, On the green grass now lying, now mounting the hill, The spring from the fountain now boils like a pot; Through stones past the counting it bubbles red-hot. The ground parched and cracked […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. In Exile. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) In Exile “Since that day till now our life is one unbroken paradise. We live a true brotherly life. Every evening after supper we take a seat under the mighty oak and sing our songs.” — Extract from a letter of a Russian […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The South. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The South Night, and beneath star-blazoned summer skies Behold the Spirit of the musky South, A creole with still-burning, languid eyes, Voluptuous limbs and incense-breathing mouth: Swathed in spun gauze is she, From fibres of her own anana tree. Within these sumptuous woods […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Chopin. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Chopin I A dream of interlinking hands, of feet Tireless to spin the unseen, fairy woof Of the entangling waltz. Bright eyebeams meet, Gay laughter echoes from the vaulted roof. Warm perfumes rise; the soft unflickering glow Of branching lights sets off the […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. To R.W.E.. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) To R.W.E. As when a father dies, his children draw About the empty hearth, their loss to cheat With uttered praise & love, & oft repeat His all-familiar words with whispered awe. The honored habit of his daily law, […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Marriage Bells. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Marriage Bells Music and silver chimes and sunlit air, Freighted with the scent of honeyed orange-flower; Glad, friendly festal faces everywhere. She, rapt from all in this unearthly hour, With cloudlike, cast-back veil and faint-flushed cheek, In bridal […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Influence. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Influence The fervent, pale-faced Mother ere she sleep, Looks out upon the zigzag-lighted square, The beautiful bare trees, the blue night-air, The revelation of the star-strewn deep, World above world, and heaven over heaven. Between the tree-tops and […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. 1492. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) 1492 Thou two-faced year, Mother of Change and Fate, Didst weep when Spain cast forth with flaming sword, The children of the prophets of the Lord, Prince, priest, and people, spurned by zealot hate. Hounded from sea to sea, from […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Destiny. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Destiny 1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass, Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells, And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan swells. The air is starred with flags, the chanted mass Throngs all the churches, yet the broad streets swarm With glad-eyed groups […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. City Visions. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) City Visions I As the blind Milton’s memory of light, The deaf Beethoven’s phantasy of tone, Wroght joys for them surpassing all things known In our restricted sphere of sound and sight,– So while the glaring streets of brick and stone Vix with […]

English Poetry. John Clare. The Peasant Poet. Джон Клэр.

John Clare (Джон Клэр) The Peasant Poet He loved the brook’s soft sound, The swallow swimming by. He loved the daisy-covered ground, The cloud-bedappled sky. To him the dismal storm appeared The very voice of God; And when the evening rack was reared Stood Moses with his rod. […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Echoes. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Echoes Late-born and woman-souled I dare not hope, The freshness of the elder lays, the might Of manly, modern passion shall alight Upon my Muse’s lips, nor may I cope (Who veiled and screened by womanhood must grope) […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Critic and Poet. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Critic and Poet An Apologue. (“Poetry must be simple, sensuous, or impassioned; this man is neither simple, sensuous, nor impassioned; therefore he is not a poet.”) No man had ever heard a nightingale, When once a keen-eyed naturalist was stirred […]