English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 41. Fancy’s Knell. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен). Последние стихи. 41. Раз вечером, после работы
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 41. Fancy’s Knell When lads were home from labour At Abdon under Clee, A man would call his neighbour And both would send for me. And where the light in lances Across the mead was laid, There to the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 9. When the Bells Justle in the Tower. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 9. When the Bells Justle in the Tower When the bells justle in the tower The hollow night amid, Then on my tongue the taste is sour Of all I ever did. Alfred Edward Housman’s other poems: Last Poems. […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 15. ’Tis Five Years Since. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 15. ’Tis Five Years Since ’Tis five years since, „An end,” said I, „I’ll march no further, time to die. All’s lost; no worse has heaven to give.” Worse it has given, and yet I live. I shall […]
English Poetry. John Clare. The Nightingale’s Nest. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) The Nightingale’s Nest Up this green woodland-ride let’s softly rove, And list the nightingale – she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear The noise might drive her from her home of love ; For here I’ve heard her […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 4. The Sage to the Young Man. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 4. The Sage to the Young Man O youth whose heart is right, Whose loins are girt to gain The hell-defended height Where Virtue beckons plain; Who seest the stark array And hast not stayed to count But […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay Hearken, landsmen, hearken, seamen, to the tale of grief and me Looking from the land of Biscay on the waters of the sea. Looking from the land of Biscay over Ocean to the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 32. Their Seed the Sowers Scatter. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 32. Their Seed the Sowers Scatter Their seed the sowers scatter Behind them as they go. Poor lads, ’tis little matter How many sorts they sow, For only one will grow. The charlock on the fallow Will take […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 17. Bells in Tower at Evening Toll. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 17. Bells in Tower at Evening Toll Bells in tower at evening toll, And the day forsakes the soul; Soon will evening’s self be gone And the whispering night come on. Blame not thou the blinded light Nor […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 10. The Weeping Pleiads Wester. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 10. The Weeping Pleiads Wester The weeping Pleiads wester, And the moon is under seas; From bourn to bourn of midnight Far sighs the rainy breeze: It sighs from a lost country To a land I have not […]
English Poetry. Charles Heavysege. Secrets Of The Heart. Чарльз Хевиседж.
Charles Heavysege (Чарльз Хевиседж) Secrets Of The Heart Open, my heart, thy ruddy valves; It is thy master calls; Let me go down, and, curious, trace Thy labyrinthine halls. Open, O heart, and let me view The secrets of thy den; Myself unto myself now show With introspective […]
English Poetry. Charles Heavysege. The Dead. Чарльз Хевиседж.
Charles Heavysege (Чарльз Хевиседж) The Dead How great unto the living seem the dead! How sacred, solemn; how heroic grown; How vast and vague, as they obscurely tread The shadowy confines of the dim unknown!— For they have met the monster that we dread, Have learned the secret […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 16. Spring Morning. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 16. Spring Morning Star and coronal and bell April underfoot renews, And the hope of man as well Flowers among the morning dews. Now the old come out to look, Winter past and winter’s pains, How the sky […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 34. The First of May. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 34. The First of May The orchards half the way From home to Ludlow fair Flowered on the first of May In Mays when I was there; And seen from stile or turning The plume of smoke would show […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 6. I to My Perils. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 6. I to My Perils I to my perils Of cheat and charmer Came clad in armour By stars benign. Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine. The thoughts of others […]
English Poetry. John Clare. All Nature Has a Feeling. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) * * * All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks Are life eternal: and in silence they Speak happiness beyond the reach of books; There’s nothing mortal in them; their decay Is the green life of change; to pass away And come again […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 42. A.J.J.. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 42. A.J.J. When he’s returned I’ll tell him — oh, Dear fellow, I forgot: Time was you would have cared to know, But now it matters not. I mourn you, and you heed not how; Unsaid the word […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 22. R.L.S.. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 22. R.L.S. Home is the sailor, home from sea: Her far-borne canvas furled The ship pours shining on the quay The plunder of the world. Home is the hunter from the hill: Fast in the boundless snare All […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 11. Morning up the Eastern Stair. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 11. Morning up the Eastern Stair Morning up the eastern stair Marches, azuring the air, And the foot of twilight still Is stolen toward the western sill. Blithe the maids go milking, blithe Men in hayfields stone the scythe, […]
English Poetry. Charles Heavysege. Childhood Alone Is Glad. Чарльз Хевиседж.
Charles Heavysege (Чарльз Хевиседж) * * * Childhood alone is glad. With it time flees In constant mimes and bright festivities. It, like the ever-restless butterfly, Or seeks or settles on some flower of joy. Youth chases pleasure, but oft starteth pain; And love, youth’s birthright, oft is […]
English Poetry. Charles Heavysege. The Coming of Morn. Чарльз Хевиседж.
Charles Heavysege (Чарльз Хевиседж) The Coming of Morn See how the Morn awakes. Along the sky Proceeds she with her pale, increasing light, And, from the depths of the dim canopy, Drives out the shadows of departing night. Lo, the clouds break, and gradually more wide Morn openeth […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 26. I Counsel You Beware. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 26. I Counsel You Beware Good creatures, do you love your lives And have you ears for sense? Here is a knife like other knives, That cost me eighteen pence. I need but stick it in my heart […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 25. The Oracles. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 25. The Oracles ’Tis mute, the word they went to hear on high Dodona mountain When winds were in the oakenshaws and all the cauldrons tolled, And mute’s the midland navel-stone beside the singing fountain, And echoes list to […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 19. The Defeated. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 19. The Defeated In battles of no renown My fellows and I fall down, And over the dead men roar The battles they lost before. The thunderstruck flagstaffs fall, The earthquake breaches the wall, The far-felled steeples resound, […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 1. Atys. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 1. Atys „Lydians, lords of Hermus river, Sifters of the golden loam, See you yet the lances quiver And the hunt returning home?” „King, the star that shuts the even Calls the sheep from Tmolus down; Home return […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 22. Ho, Everyone that Tthirsteth. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 22. Ho, Everyone that Tthirsteth Ho, everyone that thirsteth And hath the price to give, Come to the stolen waters, Drink and your soul shall live. Come to the stolen waters, And leap the guarded pale, And pull […]
English Poetry. John Clare. What is Life?. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) What is Life? And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated dream. Its length? A minute’s pause, a moment’s thought. And Happiness? A bubble on the stream, That in the act of […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 13. The Deserter. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 13. The Deserter “What sound awakened me, I wonder, For now ’tis dumb.” “Wheels on the road most like, or thunder: Lie down; ’twas not the drum.: “Toil at sea and two in haven And trouble far: Fly, […]
English Poetry. Robert Fergusson. To Sir John Fielding, on his Attempts to Suppress «The Beggar’s Opera». Роберт Фергюссон. Сэру Джону Фильдингу в ответ на его попытку запретить представление «Оперы нищего» Джона Гея
Robert Fergusson (Роберт Фергюссон) To Sir John Fielding, on his Attempts to Suppress «The Beggar’s Opera» Beneath what cheerful region of the sky Shall Wit, shall Humour, and the Muses fly? For our’s, a cold, inhospitable clime, Refuses quarter to the muse and rhime. If on her brows […]
English Poetry. John Gay. Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London. Book 3. Джон Гей. Тривия, то бишь Всякая всячина; или «Искусство ходить по улицам Лондона». Книга третья. «Искусство ходить по улицам ночью»
John Gay (Джон Гей) Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London. Book 3 Of Walking the Streets by Night. O TRIVIA, Goddess, leave these low abodes, And traverse o’er the wide ethereal roads, Celestial Queen, put on thy robes of light, […]
English Poetry. John Gay. Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London. Book 2. Джон Гей. Тривия, то бишь Всякая всячина; или «Искусство ходить по улицам Лондона». Книга вторая. «Искусство ходить по улицам днём»
John Gay (Джон Гей) Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London. Book 2 Of Walking the Streets by Day. Thus far the Muse has trac’d in useful lays, The proper implements for wintry ways; Has taught the walker, with judicious eyes, […]
English Poetry. John Gay. Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London. Book 1. Джон Гей. Тривия, то бишь Всякая всячина; или «Искусство ходить по улицам Лондона». Книга первая. «О том, что нужно брать с собой, выходя на улицу и о признаках погоды»
John Gay (Джон Гей) Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London. Book 1 Quo te Moeri pedes? An, quo via ducit, in Urbem? – Virg. Of the Implements for Walking the Streets, and Signs of the Weather. Through winter streets to steer your […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 7. He would not Stay for Me, and who Can Wonder?. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 7. He would not Stay for Me, and who Can Wonder? He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze. I shook his hand, and tore my heart […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 3. For these of Old the Trader. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 3. For these of Old the Trader For these of old the trader Unpearled the Indian seas, The nations of the nadir Were diamondless for these; A people prone and haggard Beheld their lightnings hurled: All round, like […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 5. Grenadier. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 5. Grenadier The Queen she sent to look for me, The sergeant he did say, ‘Young man, a soldier will you be For thirteen pence a day?’ For thirteen pence a day did I Take off the things […]
English Poetry. Alan Alexander Milne. The Little Black Hen. Алан Александр Милн. Чёрная Курочка
Alan Alexander Milne (Алан Александр Милн) The Little Black Hen Berryman and Baxter, Prettiboy and Penn And old Farmer Middleton Are five big men… And all of them were after The Little Black Hen. She ran quickly, They ran fast; Baxter was first, […]
English Poetry. Alan Alexander Milne. King Hilary and the Beggarman. Алан Александр Милн. Король и Бедняк
Alan Alexander Milne (Алан Александр Милн) King Hilary and the Beggarman Of Hilary the Great and Good They tell a tale at Christmas time I’ve often thought the story would Be prettier but just as good If almost anybody should Translate it into rime. So I have done […]
English Poetry. John Clare. First Love. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) First Love I ne’er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet, Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale as deadly pale, My legs refused to walk away, And […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 3. When Adam Walked in Eden Young. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 3. When Adam Walked in Eden Young When Adam walked in Eden young, Happy, ’tis writ, was he, While high the fruit of knowledge hung Unbitten on the tree. Happy was he the livelong day; I doubt ’tis […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 1. Easter Hymn. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен). Еще стихи. 1. Пасхальный гимн
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 1. Easter Hymn If in that Syrian garden, ages slain, You sleep, and know not you are dead in vain, Nor even in dreams behold how dark and bright Ascends in smoke and fire by day and night The […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 1. The West. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен). Последние стихи. 1. Запад
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 1. The West Beyond the moor and the mountain crest —Comrade, look not on the west— The sun is down and drinks away From air and land the lees of day. The long cloud and the single pine […]