English Poetry. George Essex Evans. A Nocturne. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) A Nocturne Like weary sea-birds spent with flight And faltering, The slow hours beat across the night On leaden wing. The wild bird knows where rest shall be Soe’er he roam. Heart of my heart! apart from thee I have no home. […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. Cymru. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) Cymru Dim in the mist of ages, seeking a resting-place, Broke on the shores of Britain the wave of an Aryan race. Clear thro’ the mist of ages, ere ever the White Christ came, Songs of the Cymric singers have chanted the […]
English Poetry. James Fisher. Epistle II. To Mr. Thomas Walker. Джеймс Фишер. Второе послание мистеру Томасу Уокеру
James Fisher (Джеймс Фишер) Epistle II. To Mr. Thomas Walker 1. Honest Tamie, dainty chiel, I got your lines, whilk I loot weel, Fu’ blythly I brak up the seal To get them read; Could I Parnassus like you speel, I wad be glad. 2. […]
English Poetry. James Fisher. Epistle I. To Mr. Thomas Walker. Джеймс Фишер. Первое послание мистеру Томасу Уокеру
James Fisher (Джеймс Фишер) Epistle I. To Mr. Thomas Walker 1. GET up my muse, ye lazy jaker, An’ twa three lines together yaker; To ane whilk they ca’ Thamas Walker, A taylor prime. An’ into a’ a wally maker, O’ auld Scotch rhyme. 2. […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Psalm 23. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Psalm 23 God our shepherd. My Shepherd is the living Lord; Now shall my wants be well supplied; His providence and holy word Become my safety and my guide. In pastures where salvation grows He makes me feed, he makes me rest; […]
English Poetry. James Fisher. An Epistle to Mr. John Lapraik. Джеймс Фишер. Послание мистеру Джону Лапрейку
James Fisher (Джеймс Фишер) An Epistle to Mr. John Lapraik 1. As I my muse did gently straik, She in her noddle took a freak, An’ said, ’swith Sir, to John Lapraik A letter sen’; Out o’ her head to pit the creak, I tak […]
English Poetry. William Hamilton Reid. Ode to Reflexion. Уильям Гамильтон Рид.
William Hamilton Reid (Уильям Гамильтон Рид) Ode to Reflexion ‘Twas when Nature’s darling child, Flora, fann’d by Zephyrs mild, The gorgeous canopy outspread O’er the sun’s declining head, Winding from the buz of day, Thus a bard attun’d his lay: Noblest gift to mortals given, Bright Reflexion! child […]
English Poetry. William Hamilton Reid. Elegy, supposed to be written on a Waste near the Charter-house, London. Уильям Гамильтон Рид.
William Hamilton Reid (Уильям Гамильтон Рид) Elegy, supposed to be written on a Waste near the Charter-house, London Avaunt Indifference! with thy heedless air, And Levity! who tip-toe stands behind; For this rough waste of all but rank weeds bare, Speaks other language to a pensive mind. […]
English Poetry. William Hamilton Reid. Morning. Noon. Evening. Night. Уильям Гамильтон Рид.
William Hamilton Reid (Уильям Гамильтон Рид) Morning. Noon. Evening. Night MORNING. The solemn scenery of night withdrawn, Faint, trembling, springs the harbinger of day; The blushing genius of the fragrant dawn, With glowing pencil streaks the orient way. The fen-born streams that hid fair Dian’s train, Disperse, […]
English Poetry. John Struthers. Dirge, to a Person who Lamented that no Monument had been erected on the Grave of Robert Burns. 1798. Джон Страдерз. Плач. Стихотворение, обращённое к тому, кто горько сожалеет, что на могиле Роберта Бернса всё ещё не возведён монумент. 1798
John Struthers (Джон Страдерз) Dirge, to a Person who Lamented that no Monument had been erected on the Grave of Robert Burns. 1798 Why sigh’st thou, my friend! for a monument great, To point where the poet fills, cold, the clay urn, Whom Nature profuse, in a peasant’s […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. Lux in Tenebris. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) Lux in Tenebris When first the Gods, whose Empire is eternal, In Time’s deep chalice poured Life’s sacred wine, Flashed all the crystal cup with fire supernal; Then said they: “Shall the mortal be divine? Shall man usurp the ways the Gods […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. The Secret Key. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) The Secret Key There is a magic kingdom of strange powers, Thought-hidden, lit by other stars than ours; And, when a wanderer through its mazes brings Word of things seen, men say: “A poet sings.” Its gates are guarded in a sterile […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. At the Base Hospital. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) At the Base Hospital The willows sweep the water, and the rushes lean a-down, And I see the river shining far away, With a snowy cloud above it, floating softly, like a crown, And the water-hen and wildfowl at their play. Are […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. On the Plains. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) On the Plains Half-lost in film of faintest lawn, A single star in armour white Upon the dreamy heights of dawn Guards dim frontier of the night, Till plumed ray And golden spray Have washed its trembling light away. The sun […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. Women of the West. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) Women of the West They left the vine-wreathed cottage and the mansion on the hill, The houses in the busy streets where life is never still, The pleasures of the city, and the friends they cherished best: For love they faced the […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Hymn 102. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Hymn 102 The Beatitudes. Mt. 5:3-12. [Blest are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty; Treasures of grace to them are giv’n, And crowns of joy laid up in heav’n.] [Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. A Pastoral. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) A Pastoral Nature feels the touch of noon; Not a rustle stirs the grass; Not a shadow flecks the sky, Save the brown hawk hovering nigh; Not a ripple dims the glass Of the wide lagoon. Darkly, like an armed host […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. The Dream Star. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) The Dream Star Whisper, O wings of the wind! Sing me your song, O sea! Grey is the weary world, and grey is the heart of me! Into my shadowy heart pierce like the star of old, Pearl of the tender […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. Hare-Bells. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) Hare-Bells Ring! The little Rabbits’ eyes, In the morning clear, Moisten to the melodies They alone can hear. Ring! The little Rabbits’ feet, Shod with racing rhyme, If the breezes they would beat, Must be beating time. Ring! When summer […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. Deflowered. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) Deflowered All the light of heaven In a single beam Unto earth was given, As a perfect dream, Wherein one bated breath Of ecstacy is Death. All of faith’s believing In one smile of love; All of life’s receiving In […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. A Little Child’s Prayers. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) A Little Child’s Prayers I Make me, dear Lord, polite and kind To every one, I pray; And may I ask you how you find Yourself, dear Lord, to-day? II Lord, I have lost a toy With which […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. The Reaper. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) The Reaper Tell me whither, maiden June, Down the dusky slope of noon With thy sickle of a moon, Goest thou to reap. “Fields of Fancy by the stream Of night in silvery silence gleam, To heap with many a harvest-dream […]
English Poetry. John Bannister Tabb. Transmission. Джон Банистер Табб.
John Bannister Tabb (Джон Банистер Табб) Transmission ‘Tis one by one we come and go; ‘Tis one by one we stand or fall; ‘Tis one by one the All we know, And one by one He comes to all. John Bannister Tabb’s other poems: Chimney Stacks The Bobolink […]
English Poetry. William Hamilton Reid. The Tomb of Shere, an Oriental Elegy. Уильям Гамильтон Рид.
William Hamilton Reid (Уильям Гамильтон Рид) The Tomb of Shere, an Oriental Elegy Near hoar Secundrie’s mass of sculptur’d walls, That sacred keep Indostan’s Royal dead; Where still the solemn voice of rev’rence calls, A youthful chief European warriors led, Who call’d to honour to the fields […]
English Poetry. William Hamilton Reid. Sonnet to Poesy. Уильям Гамильтон Рид.
William Hamilton Reid (Уильям Гамильтон Рид) Sonnet to Poesy Sweet Poesy! when I thy spirit feel Hov’ring — I hail the blest Arcadian’s reign; And strait away, the sullen passions steal, And balm dissolves each adamantine chain— Thy mystic visions still to me reveal, ‘Fore the mind’s eye, […]
English Poetry. William Hamilton Reid. An Elegy on the Unknown Author of the Ancient Ballad of Chevy Chace. Уильям Гамильтон Рид.
William Hamilton Reid (Уильям Гамильтон Рид) An Elegy on the Unknown Author of the Ancient Ballad of Chevy Chace In deep oblivion’s dreary gloom A magic name at rest is laid; The ruthless rigours of the tomb But half conceals the stately shade. What, if the Muses […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Against Idleness and Mischief. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Against Idleness and Mischief How doth the little busy Bee Improve each shining Hour, And gather Honey all the day From every opening Flower! How skilfully she builds her Cell! How neat she spreads the Wax! And labours hard to store it well […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. Cean Duv Deelish. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) Cean Duv Deelish Cean duv deelish, beside the sea I stand and stretch my hands to thee Across the world. The riderless horses race to shore With thundering hoofs and shuddering, hoar, Blown manes uncurled. Cean duv deelish, I cry to […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. I Have Been to Hy-Brasail. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) * * * I have been to Hy-Brasail, And the Land of Youth have seen, Much laughter have I heard there, And birds amongst the green. Many have I met there, But no one ever old, Yet I have left Hy-Brasail […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. A Vagrant Heart. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) A Vagrant Heart O to be a woman! to be left to pique and pine, When the winds are out and calling to this vagrant heart of mine. Whisht! it whistles at the windows, and how can I be still? There! the […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. A Child’s Song. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) A Child’s Song The starlings they have come to town, With polka dots on their robes of brown; They sit a crowd on the old plane tree, And sing this quaint old melody Creak, creak, pipe, pipe, squeak, squeak, sweet! They come […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. Sixteen Dead Men. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) Sixteen Dead Men Hark! in the still night. Who goes there? “Fifteen dead men” Why do they wait? “Hasten, comrade, death is so fair” Now comes their Captain through the dim gate. Sixteen dead men! What on their sword? “A nation’s […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. The Woman Who Went to Hell. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) The Woman Who Went to Hell An Irish Legend Young Dermod stood by his mother’s side, And he spake right stern and cold; “Now, why do you weep and wail,” he said, “And joy from my bride withhold ? “And […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. Ireland. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) Ireland ‘Twas the dream of a God, And the mould of His hand, That you shook ‘neath His stroke, That you trembled and broke To this beautiful land. Here He loosed from His hold A brown tumult of wings, Till the […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. The Black Horseman. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) The Black Horseman Lift me up from this bed of sickness; I am going out to meet the summer. I will run into the arms of Sunshine And be so comforted, the first new-comer. “I will lift you up,” said the black […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. The White Witch. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) The White Witch Heaven help your home to-night, MacCormac; for I know A white witch woman is your bride: You married for your woe. You thought her but a simple maid That roamed the mountain-side; She put the witch’s glance on […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Turnip-Hoer. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Turnip-Hoer Of tides that toss the souls of men Some are foreseen, and weathered warefully; More burst at flood, none witting why or when, And are called Destiny. – Years past there was a turnip-hoer, Who loved his wife and child, […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Psalm 113. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Psalm 113 Proper tune. The majesty and condescension of God. Ye that delight to serve the Lord, The honors of his name record, His sacred name for ever bless; Where’er the circling sun displays His rising beams, or setting rays, Let lands and […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The New Toy. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The New Toy She cannot leave it alone, The new toy; She pats it, smooths it, rights it, to show it’s her own, As the other train-passengers muse on its temper and tone, Till she draws from it cries of annoy: – She […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Victorian Rehearsal. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Victorian Rehearsal A single shine broods gloomily Where footlight flares are wont to be; The stalls are swathed in holland shrouds, Imaging lifeless first-night dowds; The scene-cloths sway each feeble while Like fusty banners in an aisle; A daylight arrow shoots down […]