English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. The Calf-Path. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) The Calf-Path One day, through the primeval wood, A calf walked home, as good calves should; But made a trail all bent askew, A crooked trail as all calves do. Since then two hundred years have fled, And, I infer, the […]
English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. The Calf-Path. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) The Calf-Path One day, through the primeval wood, A calf walked home, as good calves should; But made a trail all bent askew, A crooked trail as all calves do. Since then two hundred years have fled, And, I infer, the […]
English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. Toil’s Sweet Content. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) Toil’s Sweet Content The Man of Questions paused and stood Before the Man of Toil, And asked, “Are you content, my man, To dig here in the soil? Do you not yearn for wealth and fame, And this wide world to see?” […]
English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. Toil’s Sweet Content. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) Toil’s Sweet Content The Man of Questions paused and stood Before the Man of Toil, And asked, “Are you content, my man, To dig here in the soil? Do you not yearn for wealth and fame, And this wide world to see?” […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. Death’s Epitaph. Филип Морен Френо.
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) Death’s Epitaph DEATH in this tomb his weary bones hath laid, Sick of dominion o’er the human kind- Behold what devastations he hath made, Survey the millions by his arm confined. Six thousand years has sovereign sway been None, but myself, can […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. On the Universality and Other Attributes of the God of Nature. Филип Морен Френо.
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) On the Universality and Other Attributes of the God of Nature ALL that we see, about, abroad, What is it all, but nature’s God? In meaner works discovered here No less than in the starry sphere. In seas, on earth, this God […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. To a Honey Bee. Филип Морен Френо.
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) To a Honey Bee Thou born to sip the lake or spring, Or quaff the waters of the stream, Why hither come on vagrant wing?— Does Bacchus tempting seem— Did he, for you, the glass prepare?— Will I admit you to a […]
English Poetry. Lewis Carroll. My Fairy. Льюис Кэрролл.
Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл) My Fairy I have a fairy by my side Which says I must not sleep, When once in pain I loudly cried It said “You must not weep” If, full of mirth, I smile and grin, It says “You must not laugh” When once […]
English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. The Coming Century. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) The Coming Century If the century gone, as the wise ones attest, Exceeds all the centuries before it, Then the century coming will better its best And tower immeasurably o’er it. And, if miracles now are coming to pass Right here in […]
English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. The Coming Century. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) The Coming Century If the century gone, as the wise ones attest, Exceeds all the centuries before it, Then the century coming will better its best And tower immeasurably o’er it. And, if miracles now are coming to pass Right here in […]
English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. The Ideal Husband to His Wife. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) The Ideal Husband to His Wife WE’VE lived for forty years, dear wife, And walked together side by side, And you to-day are just as dear As when you were my bride. I’ve tried to make life glad for you, One long, […]
English Poetry. Sam Walter Foss. The Ideal Husband to His Wife. Сэм Уолтер Фосс.
Sam Walter Foss (Сэм Уолтер Фосс) The Ideal Husband to His Wife WE’VE lived for forty years, dear wife, And walked together side by side, And you to-day are just as dear As when you were my bride. I’ve tried to make life glad for you, One long, […]
English Poetry. John Ford. A Bridal Song. Джон Форд.
John Ford (Джон Форд) A Bridal Song COMFORTS lasting, loves increasing, Like soft hours never ceasing; Plenty’s pleasure, peace complying, Without jars, or tongues envying; Hearts by holy union wedded, More than theirs by custom bedded; Fruitful issues; life so graced, Not by age to be defaced; Budding […]
English Poetry. John Ford. Oh, No More, No More…. Джон Форд.
John Ford (Джон Форд) * * * Oh, no more, no more, too late Sighs are spent; the burning tapers Of a life as chaste as fate, Pure as are unwritten papers, Are burned out; no heat, no light Now remains; ‘tis ever night. Love is dead; […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 40. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 40 My grief begun, fair saint, when first I saw Love in those eyes sit ru]ing with disdain, Whose sweet commands did keep a world in awe, And caused them serve your favor to obtain. I stood as one […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 11. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 11 In Ida vale three queens the shepherd saw, Queens of esteem, divine they were all three, A sight of worth. But I a wonder shaw, Their virtues all in one alone to be. Licia the fair, surpassing Venus’ […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 21. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 21 Licia my love was sitting in a grove, Tuning her smiles unto the chirping songs, But straight she spied where two together strove, Each one complaining of the other’s wrongs. Cupid did cry lamenting of the harm; Jove’s […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 26. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 26 I live, sweet love, whereas the gentle wind Murmurs with sport in midst of thickest boughs, Where loving woodbine doth the harbor bind, And chirping birds do echo forth my vows; Where strongest elm can scarce support the […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 7. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 7 Death in a rage assaulted once my heart With love of her, my love that doth deny. I scorned his force, and wished him to depart, I heartless was, and therefore could not die. I live in her, […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 14. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 14 My love lay sleeping, where birds music made, Shutting her eyes, disdainful of the light; The heat was great but greater was the shade Which her defended from his burning sight. This Cupid saw, and came a kiss […]
English Poetry. Lewis Carroll. Alice and the White Knight. Льюис Кэрролл.
Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл) Alice and the White Knight Alice was walking beside the White Knight in Looking Glass Land. ‘You are sad.’ the Knight said in an anxious tone: ‘let me sing you a song to comfort you.’ ‘Is it very long?’ Alice asked, […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 50. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 50 Ah Licia, sigh and say thou art my own; Nay, be my own, as you full oft have said. So shall your truth unto the world be known, And I resolved where now I am afraid. And if […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 31. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 31 Whenas her lute is tunéd to her voice, The air grows proud for honour of that sound, And rocks do leap to show how they rejoice That in the earth such music should be found. Whenas her hair […]
English Poetry. John Fletcher. Melancholy. Джон Флетчер.
John Fletcher (Джон Флетчер) Melancholy HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There ‘s naught in this life sweet, If men were wise to see’t, But only melancholy— O sweetest melancholy! Welcome, folded arms and fixèd eyes, A sight […]
English Poetry. John Fletcher. Hear, ye Ladies. Джон Флетчер.
John Fletcher (Джон Флетчер) Hear, ye Ladies HEAR, ye ladies that despise What the mighty Love has done; Fear examples and be wise: Fair Callisto was a nun; Leda, sailing on the stream To deceive the hopes of man, Love accounting but a dream, Doted on a silver […]
English Poetry. John Fletcher. Away, Delights. Джон Флетчер.
John Fletcher (Джон Флетчер) Away, Delights AWAY, delights! go seek some other dwelling, For I must die. Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling Lie after lie. For ever let me rest now from thy smarts; Alas, for pity go And fire their hearts That have been […]
English Poetry. James Elroy Flecker. November Eves. Джеймс Элрой Флеккер.
James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер) November Eves November Evenings! Damp and still They used to cloak Leckhampton hill, And lie down close on the grey plain, And dim the dripping window-pane, And send queer winds like Harlequins That seized our elms for violins And struck a note […]
English Poetry. James Elroy Flecker. Fountains. Джеймс Элрой Флеккер.
James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер) Fountains Soft is the collied night, and cool The wind about the garden pool. Here will I dip my burning hand And move an inch of drowsy sand, And pray the dark reflected skies To fasten with their seal mine eyes. A […]
English Poetry. James Elroy Flecker. The Ballad of Hampstead Heath. Джеймс Элрой Флеккер.
James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер) The Ballad of Hampstead Heath From Heaven’s Gate to Hampstead Heath Young Bacchus and his crew Came tumbling down, and o’er the town Their bursting trumpets blew. The silver night was wildly bright, And madly shone the Moon To hear a […]
English Poetry. James Elroy Flecker. The Second Sonnet of Bathrolaire. Джеймс Элрой Флеккер.
James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер) The Second Sonnet of Bathrolaire Now the sweet Dawn on brighter fields afar Has walked among the daisies, and has breathed The glory of the mountain winds, and sheathed The stubborn sword of Night’s last-shining star. In Bathrolaire when Day’s old doors […]
English Poetry. James Elroy Flecker. The First Sonnet of Bathrolaire. Джеймс Элрой Флеккер.
James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер) The First Sonnet of Bathrolaire Over the moonless land of Bathrolaire Rises at night, when revelry begins, A white unreal orb, a sun that spins, A sun that watches with a sullen stare That dance spasmodic they are dancing there, Whilst drone […]
English Poetry. Lewis Carroll. Four Riddles. Льюис Кэрролл.
Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл) Four Riddles I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from morn to eve the crowded town, And danced the night away. I asked the cause: the aged man grew sad: […]
English Poetry. James Elroy Flecker. Sirmio. Джеймс Элрой Флеккер.
James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер) Sirmio Little gem of all-but-islands and of islands, Sirmio, Whether set in landlocked waters, or in Ocean’s freer flow– Oh the pleasant seeing of thee, bright as ever–there below– Far behind me, to the Northward, lie the dreamy lands of snow. Oh […]
English Poetry. Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea. A Letter to Daphnis. Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси.
Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea (Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси) A Letter to Daphnis This to the crown and blessing of my life, The much loved husband of a happy wife; To him whose constant passion found the art To win a stubborn and ungrateful heart, And to the […]
English Poetry. Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea. To the Nightingale. Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси.
Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea (Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси) To the Nightingale Exert thy voice, sweet harbinger of spring! This moment is thy time to sing, This moment I attend to praise, And set my numbers to they lays. Free as thine shall be my song; As they […]
English Poetry. Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea. The Introduction. Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси.
Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea (Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси) The Introduction Did I, my lines intend for public view, How many censures, would their faults pursue, Some would, because such words they do affect, Cry they’re insipid, empty, and uncorrect. And many have attained, dull and untaught, The […]
English Poetry. Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea. Adam Posed. Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси.
Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea (Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси) Adam Posed Could our first father, at his toilsome plow, Thorns in his path, and labor on his brow, Clothed only in a rude, unpolished skin, Could he a vain fantastic nymph have seen, In all her airs, in […]
English Poetry. Stephen Phillips. Poems. Стивен Филлипс.
Stephen Phillips (Стивен Филлипс) Poems No Muse will I invoke; for she is fled! Lo! where she sits, breathing, yet all but dead. She loved the heavens of old, she thought them fair; And dream’d of Gods in Tempe’s golden air. For her the wind had voice, the […]
English Poetry. Stephen Phillips. The Kaiser and Belgium. Стивен Филлипс.
Stephen Phillips (Стивен Филлипс) The Kaiser and Belgium He said: “Thou petty people, let me pass. What canst thou do but bow to me and kneel?” But sudden a dry land caught fire like grass, And answer hurtled but from shell and steel. He looked for silence, […]
English Poetry. Stephen Phillips. A Dream. Стивен Филлипс.
Stephen Phillips (Стивен Филлипс) A Dream MY dead love came to me, and said: ‘God gives me one hour’s rest, To spend with thee on earth again: How shall we spend it best?’ ‘Why, as of old,’ I said; and so We […]