English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Mutability. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Mutability They say there’s a high windless world and strange, Out of the wash of days and temporal tide, Where Faith and Good, Wisdom and Truth abide, Æterna corpora, subject to no change. There the sure suns of these pale shadows move; There […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. George Trimble. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) George Trimble Do you remember when I stood on the steps Of the Court House and talked free-silver, And the single-tax of Henry George? Then do you remember that, when the Peerless Leader Lost the first battle, I began to talk […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Jonathan Houghton. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Jonathan Houghton There is the caw of a crow, And the hesitant song of a thrush. There is the tinkle of a cowbell far away, And the voice of a plowman on Shipley’s hill. The forest beyond the orchard is still […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Archibald Higbie. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Archibald Higbie I loathed you, Spoon River. I tried to rise above you, I was ashamed of you. I despised you As the place of my nativity. And there in Rome, among the artists, Speaking Italian, speaking French, I seemed to […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Jack McGuire. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Jack McGuire They would have lynched me Had I not been secretly hurried away To the jail at Peoria. And yet I was going peacefully home, Carrying my jug, a little drunk, When Logan, the marshal, halted me, Called me a […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. The Spooniad. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) The Spooniad [The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but unfortunately did not live to complete even the first book. The fragment was found among his papers by William […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Le Roy Goldman. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Le Roy Goldman ”What will you do when you come to die, If all your life long you have rejected Jesus, And know as you lie there, He is not your friend?” Over and over I said, I, the revivalist. Ah, […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Jonathan Swift Somers. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Jonathan Swift Somers After you have enriched your soul To the highest point, With books, thought, suffering, the understanding of many personalities, The power to interpret glances, silences, The pauses in momentous transformations, The genius of divination and prophecy; So that […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Walter Simmons. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Walter Simmons My parents thought that I would be As great as Edison or greater: For as a boy I made balloons And wondrous kites and toys with clocks And little engines with tracks to run on And telephones of cans […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Indignation Jones. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Indignation Jones You would not believe, would you That I came from good Welsh stock? That I was purer blooded than the white trash here? And of more direct lineage than the New Englanders And Virginians of Spoon River? You would […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Lydia Puckett. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Lydia Puckett Knowlt Hoheimer ran away to the war The day before Curl Trenary Swore out a warrant through Justice Arnett For stealing hogs. But that’s not the reason he turned a soldier. He caught me running with Lucius Atherton. We […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. The Wayfarers. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) The Wayfarers Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place Made fair by one another for a while. Now, for a god-speed, one last mad embrace; The long road then, unlit by your faint smile. Ah! the long road! and you so far […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Sam Hookey. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Sam Hookey I ran away from home with the circus, Having fallen in love with Mademoiselle Estralada, The lion tamer. One time, having starved the lions For more than a day, I entered the cage and began to beat Brutus And […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Robert Davidson. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Robert Davidson I grew spiritually fat living off the souls of men. If I saw a soul that was strong I wounded its pride and devoured its strength. The shelters of friendship knew my cunning, For where I could steal a […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Flossie Cabanis. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Flossie Cabanis From Bindle’s opera house in the village To Broadway is a great step. But I tried to take it, my ambition fired When sixteen years of age, Seeing ”East Lynne” played here in the village By Ralph Barrett, the […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Rosie Roberts. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Rosie Roberts I was sick, but more than that, I was mad At the crooked police, and the crooked game of life. So I wrote to the Chief of Police at Peoria: ”I am here in my girlhood home in Spoon […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Amelia Garrick. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Amelia Garrick Yes, here I lie close to a stunted rose bush In a forgotten place near the fence Where the thickets from Siever’s woods Have crept over, growing sparsely. And you, you are a leader in New York, The wife […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. O Glorious France. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) O Glorious France You have become a forge of snow-white fire, A crucible of molten steel, O France! Your sons are stars who cluster to a dawn And fade in light for you, O glorious France! They pass through meteor changes […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Ami Green. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Ami Green Not ”a youth with hoary head and haggard eye,” But an old man with a smooth skin And black hair! I had the face of a boy as long as I lived, And for years a soul that was […]
English Poetry. Edgar Lee Masters. Daisy Fraser. Эдгар Ли Мастерс.
Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс) Daisy Fraser Did you ever hear of Editor Whedon Giving to the public treasury any of the money he received For supporting candidated for office? Or for writing up the canning factory To get people to invest? Or for suppressing the […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Libido. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Libido How should I know? The enormous wheels of will Drove me cold-eyed on tired and sleepless feet. Night was void arms and you a phantom still, And day your far light swaying down the street. As never fool for love, I starved […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. The Treasure. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) The Treasure When colour goes home into the eyes, And lights that shine are shut again With dancing girls and sweet birds’ cries Behind the gateways of the brain; And that no-place which gave them birth, shall close The rainbow and the rose:– […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Home. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Home I came back late and tired last night Into my little room, To the long chair and the firelight And comfortable gloom. But as I entered softly in I saw a woman there, The line of neck and cheek and chin, […]
English Poetry. William Blake. To Winter. Уильям Блейк. К Зиме
William Blake (Уильям Блейк) To Winter ‘О Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.’ He hears me not, but o’er the yawning deep Rides heavy; […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Ante Aram. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Ante Aram Before thy shrine I kneel, an unknown worshipper, Chanting strange hymns to thee and sorrowful litanies, Incense of dirges, prayers that are as holy myrrh. Ah, goddess, on thy throne of tears and faint low sighs, Weary at last to […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Fall. A-Haulèn o’ the Corn. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Fall. A-Haulèn o’ the Corn Ah! yesterday, you know, we carr’d The piece o’ corn in Zidelèn Plot, An’ work’d about it pretty hard, An’ vound the weather pretty hot. ’Twer all a-tied an’ zet upright In tidy hile o’ Monday night; […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Fall. Corn a-turnèn Yollow. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Fall. Corn a-turnèn Yollow The windless copse ha’ sheädy boughs, Wi’ blackbirds’ evenèn whistles; The hills ha’ sheep upon their brows, The zummerleäze ha’ thistles: The meäds be gaÿ in grassy Maÿ, But, oh! vrom hill to hollow, Let me look down […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. The Beginning. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) The Beginning Some day I shall rise and leave my friends And seek you again through the world’s far ends, You whom I found so fair (Touch of your hands and smell of your hair!), My only god in the days that were. […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. The Veäiries. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. The Veäiries Eclogue Simon an’ Samel. SIMON. There’s what the vo’k do call a veäiry ring Out there, lo’k zee. Why, ’tis an oddish thing. SAMEL. Ah! zoo do seem. I wunder how do come! What […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. Zummer Evenèn Dance. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. Zummer Evenèn Dance Come out to the parrock, come out to the tree, The maïdens an’ chaps be a-waïtèn vor thee; There’s Jim wi’ his fiddle to plaÿ us some reels, Come out along wi’ us, an’ fling up thy heels. […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. Readèn ov a Head-stwone. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. Readèn ov a Head-stwone As I wer readèn ov a stwone In Grenley church-yard all alwone, A little maïd ran up, wi’ pride To zee me there, an’ push’d a-zide A bunch o’ bennets that did hide A verse her father, […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. Bees a-Zwarmèn. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. Bees a-Zwarmèn Avore we went a-milkèn, vive Or six o’s here wer all alive A-teäkèn bees that zwarm’d vrom hive; An’ we’d sich work to catch The hummèn rogues, they led us sich A dance all over hedge an’ ditch; An’ […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Clouds. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Clouds Down the blue night the unending columns press In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow, Now tread the far South, or lift rounds of snow Up to the white moon’s hidden loveliness. Some pause in their grave wandering comradeless, And turn […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Nobody Comes. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Nobody Comes Tree-leaves labour up and down, And through them the fainting light Succumbs to the crawl of night. Outside in the road the telegraph wire To the town from the darkening land Intones to travellers like a spectral lyre Swept by a […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Weary Walker. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Weary Walker A plain in front of me, And there’s the road Upon it. Wide country, And, too, the road! Past the first ridge another, And still the road Creeps on. Perhaps no other Ridge for the road? Ah! Past […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Light Snow-Fall after Frost. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Light Snow-Fall after Frost On the flat road a man at last appears: How much his whitening hairs Owe to the settling snow’s mute anchorage, And how much to a life’s rough pilgrimage, One cannot certify. The frost is on the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Sheep Fair. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Sheep Fair The day arrives of the autumn fair, And torrents fall, Though sheep in throngs are gathered there, Ten thousand all, Sodden, with hurdles round them reared: And, lot by lot, the pens are cleared, And the auctioneer wrings out his […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Night-Time in Mid-Fall. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Night-Time in Mid-Fall It is a storm-strid night, winds footing swift Through the blind profound; I know the happenings from their sound; Leaves totter down still green, and spin and drift; The tree-trunks rock to their roots, which wrench and lift The loam […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Life and Death at Sunrise. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Life and Death at Sunrise (Near Dogbury Gate, 1867) The hills uncap their tops Of woodland, pasture, copse, And look on the layers of mist At their foot that still persist: They are like awakened sleepers on one elbow lifted, Who gaze […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. Thanksgiving for Victory. Роберт Бернс. Национальные торжества по случаю победы над врагом
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) Thanksgiving for Victory Ye hypocrites! are these your pranks? To murder men, and give God thanks? Desist for shame! proceed no further! God won’t accept your thanks for murther! 1793 Перевод на русский язык Национальные торжества по случаю победы над врагом Да прекратите, подлые […]