English Poetry. Charles Tennyson Turner. Morning Sorrows. Чарльз Теннисон Тернер.
Charles Tennyson Turner (Чарльз Теннисон Тернер) Morning Sorrows Sad memory wakes anew at morning’s touch And, as some muscles move without our will, She seizes, with involuntary clutch, The sorrow that we hate, our bosom ill; But we are formed with such fine wisdom, such A Providence our […]
English Poetry. Elizabeth I of England. Importune Me No More. Елизавета I.
Elizabeth I of England ( Елизавета I) Importune Me No More WHEN I was fair and young, and favor graced me, Of many I was sought, their mistress for to be: But I did scorn them all, and answer’d them therefore, “Go, go, go, seek some otherwhere! Importune* […]
English Poetry. Elizabeth I of England. On Monsieur’s Departure, 1582. Елизавета I.
Elizabeth I of England ( Елизавета I) On Monsieur’s Departure, 1582 I GRIEVE and dare not show my discontent; I love, and yet am forced to seem to hate; I do, yet dare not say I ever meant; I seem stark mute, but inwardly do prate. I am, […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. My Favourite Fan. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) My Favourite Fan Being a writer I receive Sweet screeds from folk of every land; Some are so weird you’d scarce believe, And some quite hard to understand: But as a conscientious man I type my thanks to all I can. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Laziness. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Laziness Let laureates sing with rapturous swing Of the wonder and glory of work; Let pulpiteers preach and with passion impeach The indolent wretches who shirk. No doubt they are right: in the stress of the fight It’s the slackers who go […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Jaloppy Joy. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Jaloppy Joy Past ash cans and alley cats, Fetid. overflowing gutters, Leprous lines of rancid flats Where the frowsy linen flutters; With a rattle and a jar, hark! I sing a happy ditty, As I speed my Master far From the poison […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Dedication. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Dedication In youth I longed to paint The loveliness I saw; And yet by dire constraint I had to study Law. But now all that is past, And I have no regret, For I am free at last Law to forget. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. A Little Prayer. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) A Little Prayer Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things - The song of birds, the rapture of the rose; Cloud-dappled skies, the laugh of limpid springs, Drowned sunbeams and the perfume April blows; Bronze wheat a-shimmer, purple shade of trees […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Wee Shop. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Wee Shop She risked her all, they told me, bravely sinking The pinched economies of thirty years; And there the little shop was, meek and shrinking, The sum of all her dreams and hopes and fears. Ere it was opened I […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Lunger. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Lunger Jack would laugh an’ joke all day; Never saw a lad so gay; Singin’ like a medder lark, Loaded to the Plimsoll mark With God’s sunshine was that boy; Had a strangle-holt on Joy. Held his head ‘way up in […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Junior God. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Junior God The Junior God looked from his place In the conning towers of heaven, And he saw the world through the span of space Like a giant golf-ball driven. And because he was bored, as some gods are, With high […]
English Poetry. Jonathan Swift. A Beautiful Young Nymph Going to Bed. Джонатан Свифт.
Jonathan Swift (Джонатан Свифт) A Beautiful Young Nymph Going to Bed Corinna, Pride of Drury-Lane, For whom no Shepherd sighs in vain; Never did Covent Garden boast So bright a batter’d, strolling Toast; No drunken Rake to pick her up, No Cellar where on Tick to sup; Returning […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Junior God. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Junior God The Junior God looked from his place In the conning towers of heaven, And he saw the world through the span of space Like a giant golf-ball driven. And because he was bored, as some gods are, With high […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Bulls. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Bulls Six bulls I saw as black as jet, With crimsoned horns and amber eyes That chewed their cud without a fret, And swished to brush away the flies, Unwitting their soon sacrifice. It is the Corpus Christi fête; Processions […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Ballad of Lenin’s Tomb. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Ballad of Lenin’s Tomb This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey’s Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the jug In the Land of the Crimson Star; That Soviet guy with the single eye, And the […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Strip Teaser. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Strip Teaser My precious grand-child, aged two, Is eager to unlace one shoe, And then the other; Her cotton socks she’ll deftly doff Despite the mild reproaches of Her mother. Around the house she loves to fare, And with her rosy […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Procreation. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Procreation It hurts my pride that I should be The issue of a night of lust; Yet even Bishops, you’ll agree, Obey the biologic ‘must’; Though no doubt with more dignity Than we of layman dust. I think the Lord made […]
English Poetry. Frederick Goddard Tuckerman. First Series. 6. Not sometimes, but to him that heeds the whole. Фредерик Годдард Такерман.
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (Фредерик Годдард Такерман) First Series. 6. Not sometimes, but to him that heeds the whole Not sometimes, but to him that heeds the whole And in the Ample reads his personal page, Laboring to reconcile, content, assuage The vexed condition of his heritage, Forever waits […]
English Poetry. Frederick Goddard Tuckerman. Second Series. 16. Under the mountain, as when first I knew. Фредерик Годдард Такерман.
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (Фредерик Годдард Такерман) Second Series. 16. Under the mountain, as when first I knew Under the mountain, as when first I knew Its low dark roof and chimney creeper-twined, The red house stands; and yet my footsteps find, Vague in the walks, waste balm and […]
English Poetry. Frederick Goddard Tuckerman. First Series. 28. Not the round natural world, not the deep mind. Фредерик Годдард Такерман.
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (Фредерик Годдард Такерман) First Series. 28. Not the round natural world, not the deep mind Not the round natural world, not the deep mind, The reconcilement holds: the blue abyss Collects it not; our arrows sink amiss And but in Him may we our import […]
English Poetry. Frederick Goddard Tuckerman. First Series. 10. An upper chamber in a darkened house. Фредерик Годдард Такерман.
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (Фредерик Годдард Такерман) First Series. 10. An upper chamber in a darkened house An upper chamber in a darkened house, Where, ere his footsteps reached ripe manhood’s brink, Terror and anguish were his lot to drink; I cannot rid the thought nor hold it close […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Regret. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Regret It’s not for laws I’ve broken That bitter tears I’ve wept, But solemn vows I’ve spoken And promises unkept; It’s not for sins committed My heart is full of rue, but gentle acts omitted, Kind deeds I did not do. […]
English Poetry. Robert Southey. Lord William. Роберт Саути.
Robert Southey (Роберт Саути) Lord William No eye beheld when William plunged Young Edmund in the stream, No human ear but William’s heard Young Edmund’s drowning scream. Submissive all the vassals own’d The murderer for their Lord, And he, the rightful heir, possessed The house of Erlingford. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Front Tooth. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Front Tooth A-sittin’ in the Bull and Pump With double gins to keep us cheery Says she to me, says Polly Crump” “What makes ye look so sweet. me dearie? As if ye’d gotten back yer youth…” Says I: “It’s just […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Contrast. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Contrast Fat lady, in your four-wheeled chair, Dolled up to beat the band, At me you arrogantly stare With gold lorgnette in hand. Oh how you differ from the dame So shabby, gaunt and grey, With legs rheumatically lame, Who steers […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Unholy Trinity. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Unholy Trinity Though Virtue hurt you Vice is nice; Aye, Parson says it’s wrong, Yet for my pleasing I’ll suffice With Women, Wine and Song. But though it be with jocund glee my tavern voice is ringing, Had I to chuck on […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Tom. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Tom That Tom was poor was sure a pity, Such guts for learning had the lad; He took to Greek like babe to titty, And he was mathematic mad. I loved to prime him up with knowledge, A brighter lad I never […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Missal Makers. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Missal Makers To visit the Escurial We took a motor bus, And there a guide mercurial Took charge of us. He showed us through room after room, And talked hour after hour, Of place, crypt and royal tomb, Of pomp and […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Actor. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Actor Enthusiastic was the crowd That hailed him with delight; The wine was bright, the laughter loud And glorious the night. But when at dawn he drove away With echo of their cheer, To where his little daughter lay, Then he […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Premonition. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Premonition ‘Twas a year ago and the moon was bright (Oh, I remember so well, so well); I walked with my love in a sea of light, And the voice of my sweet was a silver bell. And sudden the moon grew […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. My White Mouse. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) My White Mouse At dusk I saw a craintive mouse That sneaked and stole around the house; At first I took it for a ghost, For it was snowy white; almost. I’ve seen them in captivity, But this white mouse was […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Lobster for Lunch. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Lobster for Lunch His face was like a lobster red, His legs were white as mayonnaise: “I’ve had a jolly lunch,” he said, That Englishman of pleasant ways. “Thy do us well at our hotel: In England food is dull these days.” […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Einstein. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Einstein A little mousey man he was With board, and chalk in hand; And millions were awestruck because They couldn’t understand. Said he: ‘E equals Mc2: I’ll prove it true.’ No doubt you can, your marvel man, But will it serve […]
English Poetry. Robert Southey. Porlock. Роберт Саути.
Robert Southey (Роберт Саути) Porlock Porlock! thy verdant vale so fair to sight, Thy lofty hills which fern and furze imbrown, The waters that roll musically down Thy woody glens, the traveller with delight Recalls to memory, and the channel grey Circling its surges in thy level bay. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Hobo. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Hobo A father’s pride I used to know, A mother’s love was mine; For swinish husks I let them go, And bedded with the swine. Since then I’ve come on evil days And most of life is hell; But even swine have […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Adoption. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Adoption Because I was a woman lone And had of friends so few, I made two little ones my own, Whose parents no one knew; Unwanted foundlings of the night, Left at the convent door, Whose tiny hands in piteous plight Seemed […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. A Bachelor. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) A Bachelor ‘Why keep a cow when I can buy,’ Said he, ‘the milk I need,’ I wanted to spit in his eye Of selfishness and greed; But did not, for the reason he Was stronger than I be. I told […]
English Poetry. Frederick Goddard Tuckerman. Second Series. 1. That boy, the farmer said, with hazel wand. Фредерик Годдард Такерман.
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (Фредерик Годдард Такерман) Second Series. 1. That boy, the farmer said, with hazel wand That boy, the farmer said, with hazel wand Pointing him out, half by the haycock hid, Though bare sixteen, can work at what he’s bid From sun till set, to cradle, […]
English Poetry. Frederick Goddard Tuckerman. First Series. 7. Dank fens of cedar, hemlock branches gray. Фредерик Годдард Такерман.
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (Фредерик Годдард Такерман) First Series. 7. Dank fens of cedar, hemlock branches gray Dank fens of cedar, hemlock branches gray With trees and trail of mosses, wringing-wet, Beds of the black pitchpine in dead leaves set Whose wasted red has wasted to white away, Remnants […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. While Drawing in a Churchyard. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) While Drawing in a Churchyard ‘It is sad that so many of worth, Still in the flesh,’ soughed the yew, ‘Misjudge their lot whom kindly earth Secludes from view. ‘They ride their diurnal round Each day-span’s sum of hours In peerless ease, […]