English Poetry. Jones Very. Soul-Sickness. Джонс Вери.
Jones Very (Джонс Вери) Soul-Sickness HOW many of the body’s health complain, When they some deeper malady conceal; Some unrest of the sould, some secret pain, Which thus its presence doth to theem reveal. Vain would we seek, by the physician’s aid, A name for this soul-sickness e’er […]
English Poetry. Alan Seeger. Kyrenaikos. Алан Сигер.
Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер) Kyrenaikos LAY me where soft Cyrene rambles down In grove and garden to the sapphire sea; Twine yellow roses for the drinker’s crown; Let music reach and fair heads circle me, Watching blue ocean where the white sails steer Fruit-laden forth or with the […]
English Poetry. Alan Seeger. Sonnet 11. WHEN among creatures fair of countenance. Алан Сигер.
Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер) Sonnet 11. WHEN among creatures fair of countenance A paraphrase of Petrarca, Quando fra l’altre donne… WHEN among creatures fair of countenance Love comes enformed in such proud character, So far as other beauty yields to her, So far the breast with fiercer […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Locksley Hall. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Locksley Hall Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet ‘t is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn. ‘T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call, Dreary gleams […]
English Poetry. Alan Seeger. Sonnet 16. WHO shall invoke her, who shall be her priest. Алан Сигер.
Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер) Sonnet 16. WHO shall invoke her, who shall be her priest WHO shall invoke her, who shall be her priest, With single rites the common debt to pay? On some green headland fronting to the East Our fairest boy shall kneel at break of […]
English Poetry. Alan Seeger. Sonnet 6. OH, YOU are more desirable to me. Алан Сигер.
Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер) Sonnet 6. OH, YOU are more desirable to me OH, YOU are more desirable to me Than all I staked in an impulsive hour, Making my youth the sport of chance, to be Blighted or torn in its most perfect flower; For I think […]
English Poetry. Alan Seeger. Sonnet 3. WHY should you be astonished that my heart. Алан Сигер.
Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер) Sonnet 3. WHY should you be astonished that my heart WHY should you be astonished that my heart, Plunged for so long in darkness and in dearth, Should be revived by you, and stir and start As by warm April now, reviving Earth? I […]
English Poetry. Alan Seeger. The Wanderer. Алан Сигер.
Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер) The Wanderer TO SEE the clouds his spirit yearned toward so Over new mountains piled and unploughed waves, Back of old-storied spires and architraves To watch Arcturus rise or Fomalhaut, And roused by street-cries in strange tongues when day Flooded with gold some […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Old Gown. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Old Gown (Song) I have seen her in gowns the brightest, Of azure, green, and red, And in the simplest, whitest, Muslined from heel to head; I have watched her walking, riding, Shade-flecked by a leafy tree, Or in fixed thought […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Gentleman’s Epitaph on Himself and a Lady, Who Were Buried Together. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Gentleman’s Epitaph on Himself and a Lady, Who Were Buried Together I dwelt in the shade of a city, She far by the sea, With folk perhaps good, gracious, witty; But never with me. Her form on the ballroom’s smooth flooring […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Contretemps. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Contretemps A forward rush by the lamp in the gloom, And we clasped, and almost kissed; But she was not the woman whom I had promised to meet in the thawing brume On that harbour-bridge; nor was I he of her tryst. […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. As ’Twere To-night. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) * * * (Song) As ’twere to-night, in the brief space Of a far eventime, My spirit rang achime At vision of a girl of grace; As ’twere to-night, in the brief space Of a far eventime. As ’twere at noontide […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Strange House. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Strange House (Max Gate, A.D. 2000) ‘I hear the piano playing – Just as a ghost might play.’ ‘ – O, but what are you saying? There’s no piano to-day; Their old one was sold and broken; Years past it went […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Man Was Drawing Near to Me. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Man Was Drawing Near to Me On that gray night of mournful drone, Apart from aught to hear, to see, I dreamt not that from shires unknown In gloom, alone, By Halworthy, A man was drawing near to me. I’d no […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Flower in the Crannied Wall. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) * * * Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower-but if I could understand What you are, root and all, all in all, I should know what […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. To a Lady Playing and Singing in the Morning. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) To a Lady Playing and Singing in the Morning Joyful lady, sing! And I will lurk here listening, Though nought be done, and nought begun, And work-hours swift are scurrying. Sing, O lady, still! Aye, I will wait each note you trill, […]
English Poetry. Jones Very. The Latter Rain. Джонс Вери.
Jones Very (Джонс Вери) The Latter Rain THE latter rain,– it falls in anxious haste Upon the sun-dried fields and branches bare, Loosening with searching drops the rigid waste As if it would each root’s lost strength repair; But not a blade grows green as in the spring; […]
English Poetry. Jones Very. Life. Джонс Вери.
Jones Very (Джонс Вери) Life IT is not life upon Thy gifts to live, But, to grow fixed with deeper roots in Thee; And when the sun and shower their bounties give, To send out thick-leaved limbs; a fruitful tree, Whose green head meets the eye for many […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. The Last Suttee. Редьярд Киплинг. Последняя сати. 1889
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) The Last Suttee Not many years ago a King died in one of the Rajpoot States. His wives, disregarding the orders of the English against Suttee, would have broken out of the palace had not the gates been barred. But one of them, […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Song of the Fifth River. Редьярд Киплинг. Песнь о Пятой Реке
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Song of the Fifth River “The Treasure and the Low”–Puck of Pook’s Hills. Where first by Eden Tree The Four Great Rivers ran, To each was appointed a Man Her Prince and Ruler to be. But after this was ordained (The ancient […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. An Astrologer’s Song. Редьярд Киплинг. Песнь Астролога
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) An Astrologer’s Song To the Heavens above us O look and behold The Planets that love us All harnessed in gold! What chariots, what horses Against us shall bide While the Stars in their courses Do fight on our side? All thought, all […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Sir Richard’s Song. Редьярд Киплинг. Песня сэра Ричарда. (1066 г. н.э.)
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Sir Richard’s Song (A. D. 1066) I followed my Duke ere I was a lover, To take from England fief and fee; But now this game is the other way over– But now England hath taken me! I had my horse, my […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Macdonough’s Song. Редьярд Киплинг. Песнь Макдо́но
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Macdonough’s Song “As easy as A B C”–A Diversity of Creatures” Whether the State can loose and bind In Heaven as well as on Earth: If it be wiser to kill mankind Before or after the birth– These are matters of high concern […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Song of the Men’s Side. Редьярд Киплинг. Песнь Рода Человеческого. Эпоха неолита
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Song of the Men’s Side Neolithic “The Knife and the Naked Chalk” — Rewards and Fairies Once we feared The Beast–when he followed us we ran, Ran very fast though we knew It was not right that The Beast should master Man; […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. A Song in Storm. Редьярд Киплинг. Песня во время шторма. 1914-1918
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) A Song in Storm 1914-18 Be well assured that on our side The abiding oceans fight, Though headlong wind and heaping tide Make us their sport to-night. By force of weather, not of war, In jeopardy we steer. Then welcome Fate’s discourtesy Whereby […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Summer Night. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Summer Night Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: The firefly wakens: waken thou with me. Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost, And […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Joy of Little Things. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Joy of Little Things It’s good the great green earth to roam, Where sights of awe the soul inspire; But oh, it’s best, the coming home, The crackle of one’s own hearth-fire! You’ve hob-nobbed with the solemn Past; You’ve seen the […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Comforter. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Comforter As I sat by my baby’s bed That’s open to the sky, There fluttered round and round my head A radiant butterfly. And as I wept — of hearts that ache The saddest in the land – It left […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Room 7: The Coco-Fiend. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Room 7: The Coco-Fiend I look at no one, me; I pass them on the stair; Shadows! I don’t see; Shadows! everywhere. Haunting, taunting, staring, glaring, Shadows! I don’t care. Once my room I gain Then my life begins. Shut the door […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Retired. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Retired I used to sing, when I was young, The joy of idleness; But now I’m grey I hold my tongue, For frankly I confess If I had not some job to do I would be bored to death; So I must […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Profane Poet. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Profane Poet Oh how it would enable me To titillate my vanity If you should choose to label me A Poet of Profanity! For I’ve been known with vulgar slang To stoke the Sacred Fire, And even used a word like ‘hang’, […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. The Rabbi’s Song. Редьярд Киплинг. Песнь Рабби
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) The Rabbi’s Song “The House Surgeon”–Actions and Reactions 2 Samuel XIV. 14. If Thought can reach to Heaven, On Heaven let it dwell, For fear the Thought be given Like power to reach to Hell. For fear the desolation And darkness of […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. The Lament of the Border Cattle Thief. Редьярд Киплинг. Плач похитителя скота. Пограничный округ. 1888
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) The Lament of the Border Cattle Thief 1888 O WOE is me for the merry life I led beyond the Bar, And a treble woe for my winsome wife That weeps at Shalimar. They have taken away my long jezail, My shield […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. The People of the Eastern Ice. Редьярд Киплинг. Песня Северного Охотника
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) * * * The People of the Eastern Ice, they are melting like the snow – They beg for coffee and sugar; they go where the white men go. The People of the Western Ice, they learn to steal and fight; They sell their […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Gallio’s Song. Редьярд Киплинг. Песнь Галлиона
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Gallio’s Song “And Gallio cared for none of these things.”– Acts XVIII. 17 “Little Foxes”– Actions and Reactions. All day long to the judgment-seat The crazed Provincials drew– All day long at their ruler’s feet Howled for the blood of the […]
English Poetry. Frederick Locker-Lampson. At Her Window. Фредерик Локер-Лэмпсон.
Frederick Locker-Lampson (Фредерик Локер-Лэмпсон) At Her Window BEATING Heart! we come again Where my Love reposes; This is Mabel’s window-pane; These are Mabel’s roses. Is she nested? Does she kneel In the twilight stilly, Lily clad from throat to heel, She, my virgin Lily? Soon the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. The Oak. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) The Oak Live thy Life, Young and old, Like yon oak, Bright in spring, Living gold; Summer-rich Then; and then Autumn-changed Soberer-hued Gold again. All his leaves Fall’n at length, Look, he stands, Trunk and bough Naked strength. Alfred Tennyson’s other poems: […]
English Poetry. Frederick Locker-Lampson. The Cuckoo. Фредерик Локер-Лэмпсон.
Frederick Locker-Lampson (Фредерик Локер-Лэмпсон) The Cuckoo We heard it calling, clear and low, That tender April morn; we stood And listened in the quiet wood, We heard it, ay, long years ago. It came, and with a strange, sweet cry, A friend, but from a far-off land; […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. A Truthful Song. Редьярд Киплинг.
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) A Truthful Song “The Wrong Thing” – Rewards and Fairies THE BRICKLAYER: I tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you How very little, since things were made, Things have altered in building trade. A year ago, […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. «Debits and Credits». (1919-1926). 15. We and They. Редьярд Киплинг. «Расходы и поступления». 15. Мы и Они
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) «Debits and Credits». (1919-1926). 15. We and They “A Friend of the Family” Father and Mother, and Me, Sister and Auntie say All the people like us are We, And every one else is They. And They live over the sea, While We […]