English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. In the Rangitaki Valley. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) In the Rangitaki Valley Valley of waving broom, O lovely, lovely light, O hear of the world, red-gold! Breast high in the blossom I stand; It beats about me like waves Of a magical, golden sea The barren heart of the world […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Covering Wings. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Covering Wings Love! Love! Your tenderness, Your beautiful, watchful ways Grasp me, fold me, cover me; I lie in a kind of daze, Neither asleep nor yet awake, Neither a bud nor flower. Brings to-morrow Joy or sorrow, The black or the […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Countrywomen. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Countrywomen These be two Countrywomen. What a size! Grand big arms And round red faces; Big substantial Sit-down-places; Great big bosoms firm as cheese Bursting through their country jackets; Wide big laps And sturdy knees; Hands outspread, Round and rosy, Hands to hold […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Autumn Song. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Autumn Song Now’s the time when children’s noses All become as red as roses And the colour of their faces Makes me think of orchard places Where the juicy apples grow, And tomatoes in a row. And to-day the hardened sinner Never […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Across The Red Sky. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Across The Red Sky Across the red sky two birds flying, Flying with drooping wings. Silent and solitary their ominous flight. All day the triumphant sun with yellow banners Warred and warred with the earth, and when she yielded Stabbed her heart, gathered […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Hope. Эмили Бронте. Надежда
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) Hope Hope was but a timid friend; She sat without the grated den, Watching how my fate would tend, Even as selfish-hearted men. She was cruel in her fear; Through the bars, one dreary day, I looked out to see her there, […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. A New Hymn. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) A New Hymn Sing a song of men’s pyjamas, Half-past-six has got a pair, And he’s wearing them this evening, And he’s looking such a dear. Sing a song of frocks with pockets I have got one, it is so’s I can […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. A Joyful Song Of Five. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) A Joyful Song Of Five Come, let us all sing very high And all sing very loud And keep on singing in the street Until there’s quite a crowd; And keep on singing in the house And up and down the stairs; […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. A Few Rules for Beginners. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) A Few Rules for Beginners Babies must not eat the coal And they must not make grimaces, Nor in party dresses roll And must never black their faces. They must learn that pointing’s rude, They must sit quite still at table, And […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. A Day in Bed. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) A Day in Bed I wish I had not got a cold, The wind is big and wild, I wish that I was very old, Not just a little child. Somehow the day is very long Just keeping here, alone; I do not […]
English Poetry. Duncan Campbell Scott. Enigma. Дункан Кэмпбелл Скотт.
Duncan Campbell Scott (Дункан Кэмпбелл Скотт) Enigma Some men are born to gather women’s tears, To give a harbour to their timorous fears, To take them as the dry earth takes the rain, As the dark wood the warm wind from the plain; Yet their own tears remain […]
English Poetry. Duncan Campbell Scott. The Harvest. Дункан Кэмпбелл Скотт.
Duncan Campbell Scott (Дункан Кэмпбелл Скотт) The Harvest Sun on the mountain, Shade in the valley, Ripple and lightness Leaping along the world, Sun, like a gold sword Plucked from the scabbard, Striking the wheat-fields, Splendid and lusty, Close-standing, full-headed, Toppling with plenty; Shade, like a buckler Kindly […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. To Mr. Mackenzie, Surgeon, Mauchline. Роберт Бернс. Мистеру Макензи, хирургу из Мо́хлина
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) To Mr. Mackenzie, Surgeon, Mauchline Friday first’s the day appointed By the Right Worshipful anointed, To hold our grand procession; To get a blad o’ Johnie’s morals, And taste a swatch o’ Manson’s barrels I’ the way of our profession. The Master and […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. To the Beautiful Eliza J –– n. Роберт Бернс. На красавицу Элизу Д –– н
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) To the Beautiful Eliza J –– n How, Liberty! girl, can it be by thee named? And Equality too! hussey, art not asthamed? Free and Equal, indeed? while mankind thou enchainest, And over their hearts a proud despot thou reignest! 1794 Перевод на русский […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. Addressed to a Lady Whom the Author Feared He Had Offended. Роберт Бернс. Стихи, написанные для некоей Леди из боязни, что Автор мог нечаянно обидеть её
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) Addressed to a Lady Whom the Author Feared He Had Offended Rusticity’s ungainly form May cloud the highest mind; But when the heart is nobly warm, The good excuse will find. Propriety’s cold cautious rules Warm fervour may o’erlook; But spare poor sensibility […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Winter Song. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Winter Song Rain and wind, and wind and rain. Will the Summer come again? Rain on houses, on the street, Wetting all the people’s feet, Though they run with might and main. Rain and wind, and wind and rain. Snow and sleet, […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Death, That Struck When I Was Most Confiding. Эмили Бронте.
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) * * * Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time’s withered branch dividing From the fresh root of Eternity! Leaves, upon Time’s branch, were growing brightly, Full of sap, […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. When I was a Bird. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) When I was a Bird I climbed up the karaka tree Into a nest all made of leaves But soft as feathers. I made up a song that went on singing all by itself And hadn’t any words, but got sad at the end. […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Waves. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Waves I saw a tiny God Sitting Under a bright blue umbrella That had white tassels And forked ribs of gold. Below him His little world Lay open to the sun. The shadow of His hat Lay upon a city. When he stretched […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Villa Pauline. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Villa Pauline But, ah! before he came You were only a name: Four little rooms and a cupboard Without a bone, And I was alone! Now with your windows wide Everything from outside Of sun and flower and loveliness Comes in to hide, […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. To L. H. B. (1894-1915). Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) To L. H. B. (1894-1915) Last night for the first time since you were dead I walked with you, my brother, in a dream. We were at home again beside the stream Fringed with tall berry bushes, white and red. ”Don’t touch them: they […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. To God the Father. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) To God the Father To the little, pitiful God I make my prayer, The God with the long grey beard And flowing robe fastened with a hempen girdle Who sits nodding and muttering on the all-too-big throne of Heaven. What a long, long […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. There was a Child Once. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) * * * There was a child once. He came to play in my garden; He was quite pale and silent. Only when he smiled I knew everything about him, I knew what he had in his pockets, And I knew the feel […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Wounded Bird. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Wounded Bird In the wide bed Under the freen embroidered quilt With flowers and leaves always in soft motion She is like a wounded bird resting on a pool. The hunter threw his dart And hit her breast,– Hit her but […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Sea-Child. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Sea-Child Into the world you sent her, mother, Fashioned her body of coral and foam, Combed a wave in her hair’s warm smother, And drove her away from home In the dark of the night she crept to the town And […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Quarrel. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Quarrel Our quarrel seemed a giant thing, It made the room feel mean and small, The books, the lamp, the furniture, The very pictures on the wall– Crowded upon us as we sat Pale and terrified, face to face. ”Why do […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Family. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Family Hinemoa, Tui, Maina, All of them were born together; They are quite an extra special Set of babies–wax and leather. Every day they took an airing; Mummy made them each a bonnet; Two were cherry, one was yellow With a […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Anticipation. Эмили Бронте.
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) Anticipation How beautiful the earth is still, To thee – how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or unreal phantoms of distress! How spring can bring thee glory, yet, And summer win thee to forget December’s sullen time! Why dost […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Arabian Shawl. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Arabian Shawl ”It is cold outside, you will need a coat– What! this old Arabian shawl! Bind it about your head and throat, These steps… it is dark… my hand… you might fall.” What has happened? What strange, sweet charm Lingers […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Stars. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Stars Most merciful God Look kindly upon An impudent child Who wants sitting on. This evening late I went to the door And then to the gate There were more stars–more Than I could have expected, Even I! I was amazed, Almighty, August! […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Sorrowing Love. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Sorrowing Love And again the flowers are come, And the light shakes, And no tiny voice is dumb, And a bud breaks On the humble bush and the proud restless tree. Come with me! Look, this little flower is pink, And this […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Song of the Little White Girl. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Song of the Little White Girl Cabbage tree, cabbage tree, what is the matter? Why are you shaking so? Why do you chatter? Because it is just a white baby you see, And it’s the black ones you like, cabbage tree? Cabbage […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Song by the Window Before Bed. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Song by the Window Before Bed Little Star, little Star, Come down quick. The Moon is a bogey-man; He’ll eat you certain if he can. Little Star, little Star, Come down quick! Little Star, little Star, Whisper ”Yes.” The trees are just […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Sanary. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Sanary Her little hot room looked over the bay Through a stiff palisade of glinting palms, And there she would lie in the heat of the day, Her dark head resting upon her arms, So quiet, so still, she did not seem To […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Out in the Garden. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) * * * Out in the garden, Out in the windy, swinging dark, Under the trees and over the flower-beds, Over the grass and under the hedge border, Someone is sweeping, sweeping, Some old gardener. Out in the windy, swinging dark, Someone is […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. On a Young Lady’s Sixth Anniversary. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) On a Young Lady’s Sixth Anniversary Baby Babbles–only one, Now to sit up has begun. Little Babbles quite turned two Walks as well as I and you. And Miss Babbles one, two, three, Has a teaspoon at her tea. But […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Now I am a Plant, a Weed…. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Now I am a Plant, a Weed… Now I am a plant, a weed, Bending and swinging On a rocky ledge; And now I am a long brown grass Fluttering like flame; I am a reed; An old shell singing For ever the […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Loneliness. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Loneliness Now it is Loneliness who comes at night Instead of Sleep, to sit beside my bed. Like a tired child I lie and wait her tread, I watch her softly blowing out the light. Motionless sitting, neither left or right She turns, […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Remembrance. Эмили Бронте.
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) Remembrance Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time’s all-severing wave? Now, when alone, do my thoughts no […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Grown-Up Talk. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Grown-Up Talk Half-Past-Six and I were talking In a very grown-up way; We had got so tired with running That we did not want to play. ”How do babies come, I wonder,” He said, looking at the sky, ”Does God mix the […]