English Poetry. Amy Levy. London Poets. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) London Poets (In Memoriam.) They trod the streets and squares where now I tread, With weary hearts, a little while ago; When, thin and grey, the melancholy snow Clung to the leafless branches overhead; Or when the smoke-veiled sky grew stormy-red […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. London in July. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) London in July What ails my senses thus to cheat? What is it ails the place, That all the people in the street Should wear one woman’s face? The London trees are dusty-brown Beneath the summer sky; My love, she dwells in […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. In the Night. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) In the Night Cruel? I think there never was a cheating More cruel, thro’ all the weary days than this! This is no dream, my heart kept on repeating, But sober certainty of waking bliss. Dreams? O, I know their faces — […]
English Poetry. Robert Louis Stevenson. A Child’s Garden of Verses. 32. The Moon. Роберт Льюис Стивенсон. Детский сад стихов. 32. Луна
Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон) A Child’s Garden of Verses. 32. The Moon The moon has a face like the clock in the hall; She shines on thieves on the garden wall, On streets and fields and harbour quays, And birdies asleep in the forks of the […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. In the Mile End Road. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) In the Mile End Road How like her! But ’tis she herself, Comes up the crowded street, How little did I think, the morn, My only love to meet! Whose else that motion and that mien? Whose else that airy tread? […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. In the Black Forest. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) In the Black Forest I lay beneath the pine trees, And looked aloft, where, through The dusky, clustered tree-tops, Gleamed rent, gay rifts of blue. I shut my eyes, and a fancy Fluttered my sense around: ”I lie here dead and buried, […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. In September. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) In September The sky is silver-grey; the long Slow waves caress the shore.– On such a day as this I have been glad, Who shall be glad no more. Amy Levy’s other poems: The Old Poet To Vernon Lee On the Wye in […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Impotens. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Impotens If I were a woman of old, What prayers I would pray for you, dear; My pitiful tribute behold– Not a prayer, but a tear. The pitiless order of things, Whose laws we may change not nor break, Alone I could […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Felo de Se. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Felo de Se With Apologies to Mr. Swinburne. For repose I have sighed and have struggled ; have sigh’d and have struggled in vain; I am held in the Circle of Being and caught in the Circle of Pain. I was […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Contradictions. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Contradictions Now, even, I cannot think it true, My friend, that there is no more you. Almost as soon were no more I, Which were, of course, absurdity! Your place is bare, you are not seen, Your grave, I’m told, is growing green; […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Captivity. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Captivity The lion remembers the forest, The lion in chains; To the bird that is captive a vision Of woodland remains. One strains with his strength at the fetter, In impotent rage; One flutters in flights of a moment, And beats at […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. At Dawn. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) At Dawn In the night I dreamed of you; All the place was filled With your presence; in my heart The strife was stilled. All night I have dreamed of you; Now the morn is grey.– How shall I arise and face […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Reminiscence. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Reminiscence It is so long gone by, and yet How clearly now I see it all! The glimmer of your cigarette, The little chamber, narrow and tall. Perseus; your picture in its frame; (How near they seem and yet how far!) […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Prayer. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Prayer Since that I may not have Love on this side the grave, Let me imagine Love. Since not mine is the bliss Of ’claspt hands and lips that kiss,’ Let me in dreams it prove. What tho’ as the years roll […]
English Poetry. Robert Louis Stevenson. A Child’s Garden of Verses. The Child Alone. 6. Block City. Роберт Льюис Стивенсон. Детский сад стихов. Ребёнок, играющий один. 6. Город из деревяшек
Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон) A Child’s Garden of Verses. The Child Alone. 6. Block City What are you able to build with your blocks? Castles and palaces, temples and docks. Rain may keep raining, and others go roam, But I can be happy and building at […]
English Poetry. William Blake. To The Muses. Уильям Блейк. К музам
William Blake (Уильям Блейк) To The Muses Whether on Ida’s shady brow, Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the sun, that now From ancient melody have ceas’d; Whether in Heaven ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. A London Plane-Tree. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A London Plane-Tree Green is the plane-tree in the square, The other trees are brown; They droop and pine for country air; The plane-tree loves the town. Here from my garret-pane, I mark The plane-tree bud and blow, Shed her recuperative bark, […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. A June-Tide Echo. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A June-Tide Echo (After a Richter Concert.) In the long, sad time, when the sky was grey, And the keen blast blew through the city drear, When delight had fled from the night and the day, My chill heart whispered, ” […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Greek Girl. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Greek Girl I may not weep, not weep, and he is dead. A weary, weary weight of tears unshed Through the long day in my sad heart I bear; The horrid sun with all unpitying glare Shines down into the dreary weaving-room, […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Farewell. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Farewell (After Heine.) The sad rain falls from Heaven, A sad bird pipes and sings ; I am sitting here at my window And watching the spires of ”King’s.” O fairest of all fair places, Sweetest of all sweet […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Dirge. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Dirge ”Mein Herz, mein Herz ist traurig Doch lustig leuchtet der Mai” There’s May amid the meadows, There’s May amid the trees; Her May-time note the cuckoo Sends forth upon the breeze. Above the rippling river May swallows skim and […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. To*** («Sir, Yours this moment I unseal…»). Роберт Бернс. К— («Сэр, получил от вас я весть…»)
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) To*** («Sir, Yours this moment I unseal…») Sir, Yours this moment I unseal, And, faith! I am gay and hearty! To tell the truth an’ shame the Deil, I am as fu’ as Bartie: But Foorsday, Sir, my promise leal, Expect me […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Yee Bow. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Yee Bow They got me into the Sunday-school In Spoon River And tried to get me to drop Confucius for Jesus. I could have been no worse off If I had tried to get them to drop Jesus for Confucius. For, without […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Mary McNeely. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Mary McNeely Passer-by, To love is to find your own soul Through the soul of the beloved one. When the beloved one withdraws itself from your soul Then you have lost your soul. It is written: “I have a friend, But my […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Francis Turner. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Francis Turner I could not run or play In boyhood. In manhood I could only sip the cup, Not drink – For scarlet-fever left my heart diseased. Yet I lie here Soothed by a secret none but Mary knows: There is a […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Wallace Ferguson. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Wallace Ferguson There at Geneva where Mt. Blanc floated above The wine-hued lake like a cloud, when a breeze was blown Out of an empty sky of blue, and the roaring Rhone Hurried under the bridge through chasms of rock; And the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 69. Come, Rest in This Bosom. Томас Мур. Из цикла «Ирландские мелодии». 69. Раненый олень
Thomas Moore (Томас Мур) From “Irish Melodies”. 69. Come, Rest in This Bosom Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Tho’ the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile, that no cloud can o’ercast, And a heart and […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Thomas Trevelyan. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Thomas Trevelyan Reading in Ovid the sorrowful story of Itys, Son of the love of Tereus and Procne, slain For the guilty passion of Tereus for Philomela, The flesh of him served to Tereus by Procne, And the wrath of Tereus, […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Henry C. Calhoun. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Henry C. Calhoun I reached the highest place in Spoon River, But through what bitterness of spirit! The face of my father, sitting speechless, Child-like, watching his canaries, And looking at the court-house window Of the county judge’s room, And his […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Jacob Goodpasture. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Jacob Goodpasture When Fort Sumter fell and the war came I cried out in bitterness of soul: ”O glorious republic now no more!” When they buried my soldier son To the call of trumpets and the sound of drums My heart […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. E.C. Culbertson. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) E.C. Culbertson Is it true, Spoon River, That in the hall-way of the New Court House There is a tablet of bronze Containing the embossed faces Of Editor Whedon and Thomas Rhodes? And is it true that my successful labors In […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Jacob Godbey. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Jacob Godbey How did you feel, you libertarians, Who spent your talents rallying noble reasons Around the saloon, as if Liberty Was not to be found anywhere except at the bar Or at a table, guzzling? How did you feel, Ben […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Ippolit Konovaloff. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Ippolit Konovaloff I was a gun-smith in Odessa. One night the police broke in the room Where a group of us were reading Spencer. And seized our books and arrested us. But I escaped and came to New York And thence […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Jennie M’Grew. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Jennie M’Grew Not, where the stairway turns in the dark, A hooded figure, shriveled under a flowing cloak! Not yellow eyes in the room at night, Staring out from a surface of cobweb gray! And not the flap of a condor […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Professor Newcomer. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Professor Newcomer Everyone laughed at Col. Prichard For buying an engine so powerful That it wrecked itself, and wrecked the grinder He ran it with. But here is a joke of cosmic size: The urge of nature that made a man […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Harry Carey Goodhue. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Harry Carey Goodhue You never marveled, dullards of Spoon River, When Chase Henry voted against the saloons To revenge himself for being shut off. But none of you was keen enough To follow my steps, or trace […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Joseph Dixon. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Joseph Dixon Who carved this shattered harp on my stone? I died to you, no doubt. But how many harps and pianos Wired I and tightened and disentangled for you, Making them sweet again — with tuning fork or without? Oh […]
English Poetry. Robert Southey. The Battle of Blenheim. Роберт Саути. Бленгеймский бой
Robert Southey (Роберт Саути) The Battle of Blenheim It was a summer evening; Old Kaspar’s work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Harmon Whitney. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Harmon Whitney Out of the lights and roar of cities, Drifting down like a spark in Spoon River, Burnt out with the fire of drink, and broken, The paramour of a woman I took in self-contempt, But to hide a wounded […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Ralph Rhodes. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Ralph Rhodes All they said was true: I wrecked my father’s bank with my loans To dabble in wheat; but this was true – I was buying wheat for him as well, Who couldn’t margin the deal in his name Because […]