English Poetry. Edwin Arlington Robinson. The False Gods. Эдвин Арлингтон Робинсон. Ложные боги
Edwin Arlington Robinson (Эдвин Арлингтон Робинсон) The False Gods “We are false and evanescent, and aware of our deceit, From the straw that is our vitals to the clay that is our feet. You may serve us if you must, and you shall have your wage of ashes, […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. The Wild Honey Suckle. Филип Морен Френо. Дикая жимолость
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) The Wild Honey Suckle Fair flower, that dost so comely grow, Hid in this silent, dull retreat, Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, Unseen thy little branches greet: No roving foot shall crush thee here, No busy hand provoke a tear. By […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. The Neglected Husband. Филип Морен Френо. Брошенный муж
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) The Neglected Husband A man’s best fortune or his worst’s a wife, A steady friendship, or continual strife. Poor Richard, once married a Belle, The pride, and the toast of the town, He could love her, he thought, very well, Let […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. George The Third’s Soliloquy. Филип Морен Френо. Монолог Георга Третьего
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) George The Third’s Soliloquy WHAT mean these dreams, and hideous forms that rise Night after night, tormenting to my eyes – No real foes these horrid shapes can be, But thrice as much they vex and torture me. […]
English Poetry. Andrew Marvell. An Epitaph. Эндрю Марвелл.
Andrew Marvell (Эндрю Марвелл) An Epitaph Enough; and leave the rest to Fame! ‘Tis to commend her, but to name. Courtship which, living, she declined, When dead, to offer were unkind: Nor can the truest wit, or friend, Without detracting, her commend. To say–she lived a virgin […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. Weep. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) Weep Weep for the country in its present state, And of the gloom which still the future waits; The proud confederate eagle heard the sound, And with her flight fell prostrate to the ground! Weep for the loss the country has […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. On Summer. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) On Summer Esteville begins to burn; The auburn fields of harvest rise; The torrid flames again return, And thunders roll along the skies. Perspiring Cancer lifts his head, And roars terrific from on high; Whose voice the timid creatures dread; From […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. On Hearing of the Intention of a Gentleman to Purchase the Poet’s Freedom. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) On Hearing of the Intention of a Gentleman to Purchase the Poet’s Freedom WHEN on life’s ocean first I spread my sail, I then implored a mild auspicious gale; And from the slippery strand I took my flight, And sought the peaceful […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. Early Affection. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) Early Affection I LOV’D thee from the earliest dawn, When first I saw thy beauty’s ray, And will, until life’s eve comes on, And beauty’s blossom fades away; And when all things go well with thee, With smiles and tears remember me. […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 33. Why our thoughts, all the while we are in this tran∣sitory world, from the houre of our nativity, to the laying downe of our bodies in the grave, should not at any time exspaciat themselves in the broad way of destruction. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 33. Why our thoughts, all the while we are in this tran∣sitory world, from the houre of our nativity, to the laying downe of our bodies in the grave, should not at any time exspaciat themselves in the broad […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 26. The vertuous speech of a diseased man, most patient in his sicknesse. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 26. The vertuous speech of a diseased man, most patient in his sicknesse MY flesh still having beene an enemy Unto my spirit, it should glad my heart, That paines, which seize now on my body, may Be profitable […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 20. How we should enjoy the delights, we have: and contemne such, as we have not. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 20. How we should enjoy the delights, we have: and contemne such, as we have not LEt not the want of pleasures be unpleasant To your remembrance: and with moderation Make use of those contentments, which are present: If […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 11. That those employ not their occasions well, who spend the most part of their life in providing for the Instruments of living. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 11. That those employ not their occasions well, who spend the most part of their life in providing for the Instruments of living SOme wasting all their life with paine, and sorrow, To seeke the meanes of life no […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 42. The deserved mutability in the condition of too ambitious men. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 42. The deserved mutability in the condition of too ambitious men AS is the Tortoise used by the Eagle: So fortune doth vaine-glorious men inveagle; Who carries them upon the wings of honour The higher up, that they may […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 32. Our inclination is so depraved, that it is apt enough of it selfe to runne to sin, with∣out any instigation, whereby to drive it forward. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 32. Our inclination is so depraved, that it is apt enough of it selfe to runne to sin, with∣out any instigation, whereby to drive it forward OUr mind’s so prone to vice, it needs a bridle To hold it […]
English Poetry. Andrew Marvell. Eyes and Tears. Эндрю Марвелл.
Andrew Marvell (Эндрю Марвелл) Eyes and Tears How wisely Nature did decree, With the same Eyes to weep and see! That, having view’d the object vain, They might be ready to complain. And since the Self-deluding Sight, In a false Angle takes each hight; These Tears which […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 17. How generous a thing it is, not to succumbe to pleasure, and sensualitie. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 17. How generous a thing it is, not to succumbe to pleasure, and sensualitie NO great exploit can be expected from That man, who being profoundly plung’d in his Owne sense, permits himselfe to be o’rcome B’ a foe […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 8. What sort of benefits one ought to bestow. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 8. What sort of benefits one ought to bestow VVOuld you oblige to you a friend, by giving, Most cheerfully your favours to acquite: Give that, which gives content in the receiving: And when it is received yeelds delight; […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 32. That if we strove not more for superfluities, then for what is needfull, we would not be so much troubled, is wee are. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 32. That if we strove not more for superfluities, then for what is needfull, we would not be so much troubled, is wee are IF by the necessary use of things, The ornaments wee measure of our honour, And […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 23. A counsell not to vse severity, where gentle dealing may prevaile. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 23. A counsell not to vse severity, where gentle dealing may prevaile STrive, never by constraint to crosse his will, Whose best affection fairely may be had; The noble mind of man being such, as still Follow’s more heartily, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 13. Who is not satisfied with his owne fortune, how great soever it be, is miserable. Томас Эркарт. Эпиграммы. Книга I. № 13. Кто недоволен своей судьбой, сколь бы великой она не была, тот несчастен
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 13. Who is not satisfied with his owne fortune, how great soever it be, is miserable THough the Septemvirat of Dutch Electors Inaugurat him Caesar: and each one Extoll his valour above that of Hectors: In wit, and wealth […]
English Poetry. Adam Skirving. Johnnie Cope. Aдам Скирвинг. Джонни Коп
Adam Skirving (Aдам Скирвинг) Johnnie Cope Cope sent a challenge frae Dunbar Sayin “Charlie meet me an’ ye daur An’ I’ll learn ye the airt o’ war If ye’ll meet me in the morning.” Chorus O Hey! Johnnie Cope are ye waukin’ yet? Or are your […]
English Poetry. Thomas Campbell. To a Young Lady, Who Asked Him to Write Something Original for Her Album. Томас Кэмпбелл. В альбом молодой леди, которая попросила сочинить для неё несколько строк, «породив» нечто оригинальное и «впервые»
Thomas Campbell (Томас Кэмпбелл) To a Young Lady, Who Asked Him to Write Something Original for Her Album An original something, dear maid, you would win me To write – but how shall I begin? For I fear I have nothing original in me – Excepting Original Sin. […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Any Little Old Song. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) * * * Any little old song Will do for me, Tell it of joys gone long, Or joys to be, Or friendly faces best Loved to see. Newest themes I want not On subtle strings, And for thrillings pant not That […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Bird-Scene at a Rural Dwelling. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Bird-Scene at a Rural Dwelling When the inmate stirs, the birds retire discreetly From the window-ledge, whereon they whistled sweetly And on the step of the door, In the misty morning hoar; But now the dweller is up they flee To the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Surview. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Surview ‘Cogitavi vias meas’ A cry from the green-grained sticks of the fire Made me gaze where it seemed to be: ’Twas my own voice talking therefrom to me On how I had walked when my sun was higher – My heart […]
English Poetry. Andrew Marvell. A Dialogue Between The Soul And Body. Эндрю Марвелл.
Andrew Marvell (Эндрю Марвелл) A Dialogue Between The Soul And Body Soul O Who shall, from this Dungeon, raise A Soul inslav’d so many wayes? With bolts of Bones, that fetter’d stands In Feet ; and manacled in Hands. Here blinded with an Eye ; and there Deaf […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. After Reading Psalms XXXIX, XL, etc. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) After Reading Psalms XXXIX, XL, etc Simple was I and was young; Kept no gallant tryst, I; Even from good words held my tongue, Quoniam Tu fecisti! Through my youth I stirred me not, High adventure missed I, Left the shining shrines […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. An Ancient to Ancients. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) An Ancient to Ancients Where once we danced, where once we sang, Gentlemen, The floors are sunken, cobwebs hang, And cracks creep; worms have fed upon The doors. Yea, sprightlier times were then Than now, with harps and tabrets gone, Gentlemen! Where […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Epitaph. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Epitaph I never cared for Life: Life cared for me, And hence I owed it some fidelity. It now says, ‘Cease; at length thou hast learnt to grind Sufficient toll for an unwilling mind, And I dismiss thee – not without regard That […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 42. An encouragement to those of meane Parentage, not to be hindered by the Obscurity of their ex∣traction, from the undertaking of glo∣rious enterprises. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 42. An encouragement to those of meane Parentage, not to be hindered by the Obscurity of their ex∣traction, from the undertaking of glo∣rious enterprises THe baser, that your Parents are, the greater Renowne, and honour will to you redound; […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 35. To a Gentleman, who was extreamly offen∣ded at the defamatory speeches of a base detractor. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 35. To a Gentleman, who was extreamly offen∣ded at the defamatory speeches of a base detractor AT his reproachfull words doe not conceive The meanest grudge; for curs will still be barking Page 55 Nor take you notice of […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 27. We should not be sorry, to be destitute of any thing: so long as we have judgments to perswade vs, that we may minister to our selves, what we have not, by not longing for it. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 27. We should not be sorry, to be destitute of any thing: so long as we have judgments to perswade vs, that we may minister to our selves, what we have not, by not longing for it TO want, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 22. A Counsell to be provident, and circumspect in all our actions, without either cowardise, or temeritie. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 22. A Counsell to be provident, and circumspect in all our actions, without either cowardise, or temeritie DOe nothing tim’rously, and yet b’aware, You be not rash: let prudence therefore guard Your words, and deeds; for he needs not […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 16. That the most of our contentment, while we are upon the earth, consisteth rather in Negatives, as not to be perplexed with ment all perturbations, outward diseases, and other such like life-tormen∣ting crosses, then in the reall fruition of any positive delight, that can befall vs. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 16. That the most of our contentment, while we are upon the earth, consisteth rather in Negatives, as not to be perplexed with ment all perturbations, outward diseases, and other such like life-tormen∣ting crosses, then in the reall fruition […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 6. That overweening impedeth oftentimes the per∣fectioning of the very same qualitie, wee are proudest of. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 6. That overweening impedeth oftentimes the per∣fectioning of the very same qualitie, wee are proudest of FOnd selfe-conceit likes never to permit Ones mind, to see it selfe with upright eyes; Whence many men might have attain’d to wit, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 40. Who really are rich, and who poore. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 40. Who really are rich, and who poore HE, that agreeth with his povertie, Is truly rich: while (on the other part) He’s poore, who ‘midst the superfluitie Of wealth, in new desires consumes his heart; For ’tis an […]
English Poetry. Andrew Marvell. To His Coy Mistress. Эндрю Марвелл. К стыдливой возлюбленной
Andrew Marvell (Эндрю Марвелл) To His Coy Mistress Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long Loves Day. Thou by the Indian Ganges side. Should’st Rubies find: I by […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 37. To a generously disposed Gentleman, who was maine sorrie, that he had not wherewith to remunerat the favours, by the which he was obliged to the curtesie of a friend. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 37. To a generously disposed Gentleman, who was maine sorrie, that he had not wherewith to remunerat the favours, by the which he was obliged to the curtesie of a friend YOu have restor’d his kindnesse, if you owe […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 27. The bad returnes of ingrate men should not deterre us from being liberall. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 27. The bad returnes of ingrate men should not deterre us from being liberall THough you ingrate receivers dayly find, Let not their faults make you lesse Noble prove; It not being, th’action of a gen’rous mind To give […]