English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Shorter Catechism. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Shorter Catechism I burned my fingers on the stove And wept with bitterness; But poor old Auntie Maggie strove To comfort my distress. Said she: ‘Think, lassie, how you’ll burn Like any wicked besom In fires of hell if you don’t […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Squaw Man. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Squaw Man The cow-moose comes to water, and the beaver’s overbold, The net is in the eddy of the stream; The teepee stars the vivid sward with russet, red and gold, And in the velvet gloom the fire’s a-gleam. The night […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Tipperary Days. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Tipperary Days Oh, weren’t they the fine boys! You never saw the beat of them, Singing all together with their throats bronze-bare; Fighting-fit and mirth-mad, music in the feet of them, Swinging on to glory and the wrath out there. Laughing by […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Toledo. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Toledo Three widows of the Middle West We’re grimly chewing gum; The Lido chef a quail had dressed With garlic and with rum, And they were painfully oppressed For they had eaten some. Said One: “This famed El Greco guy Gives […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Unforgotten. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Unforgotten I know a garden where the lilies gleam, And one who lingers in the sunshine there; She is than white-stoled lily far more fair, And oh, her eyes are heaven-lit with dream! I know a garret, cold and dark and […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Visibility. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Visibility Because my eyes were none to bright Strong spectacles I bought, And lo! there sprang into my sight A life beyond my thought: A world of wonder and delight My magic lenses brought. Aye, sudden leaping in my sight The […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Wounded. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Wounded Is it not strange? A year ago to-day, With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round, I did my decent job and earned my pay; Was averagely happy, I’ll be bound. Ay, in my little groove I was content, Seeing my […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Young Mother. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Young Mother Her baby was so full of glee, And through the day It laughed and babbled on her knee In happy play. It pulled her hair all out of curl With noisy joy; So peppy she was glad her girl Was […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. He Wonders about Himself. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) He Wonders about Himself No use hoping, or feeling vext, Tugged by a force above or under Like some fantocine, much I wonder What I shall find me doing next! Shall I be rushing where bright eyes be? Shall I be suffering […]
English Poetry. William Cowper. Walking With God. Уильям Купер.
William Cowper (Уильям Купер) Walking With God (Genesis, v.24) Oh! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb! Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord? […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. He Fears His Good Fortune. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) He Fears His Good Fortune There was a glorious time At an epoch of my prime; Mornings beryl-bespread, And evenings golden-red; Nothing gray: And in my heart I said, ‘However this chanced to be, It is too full for me, Too rare, too […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Man with a Past. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Man with a Past There was merry-making When the first dart fell As a heralding, – Till grinned the fully bared thing, And froze like a spell – Like a spell. Innocent was she, Innocent was I, Too simple we! Before […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Everything Comes. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Everything Comes ‘The house is bleak and cold Built so new for me! All the winds upon the wold Search it through for me; No screening trees abound, And the curious eyes around, Keep on view for me.’ ‘My Love, I am […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. It Never Looks Like Summer. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) * * * ‘It never looks like summer here On Beeny by the sea.’ But though she saw its looks as drear, Summer it seemed to me. It never looks like summer now Whatever weather’s there; But ah, it cannot anyhow, On […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Release. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Release To-day within a grog-shop near I saw a newly captured linnet, Who beat against his cage in fear, And fell exhausted every minute; And when I asked the fellow there If he to sell the bird were willing, He told […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Leaning Tower. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Leaning Tower Having an aged hate of height I forced myself to climb the Tower, Yet paused at every second flight Because my heart is scant of power; Then when I gained the sloping summit Earthward I stared, straight as a […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Bohemian Dreams. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Bohemian Dreams Because my overcoat’s in pawn, I choose to take my glass Within a little bistro on The rue du Montparnasse; The dusty bins with bottles shine, The counter’s lined with zinc, And there I sit and drink my wine, […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Take It Easy. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Take It Easy When I was boxing in the ring In ‘Frisco back in ninety-seven, I used to make five bucks a fling To give as good as I was given. But when I felt too fighting gay, And tried to be […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Seville. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Seville My Pa and Ma their honeymoon Passed in an Andulasian June, And though produced in Drury Lane, I must have been conceived in Spain. Now having lapsed from fair estate, A coster’s is my sorry fate; Yet on my barrow lo! […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Sailor Son. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Sailor Son When you come home I’ll not be round To welcome you. They’ll take you to a grassy mound So neat and new; Where I’ll be sleeping–O so sound! The ages through. I’ll not be round to broom the hearth, […]
English Poetry. William Cowper. Charity. Уильям Купер.
William Cowper (Уильям Купер) Charity Fairest and foremost of the train that wait On man’s most dignified and happiest state, Whether we name thee Charity or Love, Chief grace below, and all in all above, Prosper (I press thee with a powerful plea) A task I venture on, […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Resolutions. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Resolutions Each New Year’s Eve I used to brood On my misdoings of the past, And vowed: “This year I’ll be so good - Well, haply better than the last.” My record of reforms I read To Mum who listened sweetly to […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Privacy. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Privacy Oh you who are shy of the popular eye, (Though most of us seek to survive it) Just think of the goldfish who wanted to die Because she could never be private. There are pebbles and reeds for aquarium needs Of […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Poet and Peer. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Poet and Peer They asked the Bard of Ayr to dine; The banquet hall was fit and fine, With gracing it a Lord; The poet came; his face was grim To find the place reserved for him Was at the butler’s board. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Old Sweethearts. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Old Sweethearts Oh Maggie, do you mind the day We went to school together, And as we stoppit by the way I rolled you in the heather? My! but you were the bonny lass And we were awfu’ late for class. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Old Sweethearts. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Old Sweethearts Oh Maggie, do you mind the day We went to school together, And as we stoppit by the way I rolled you in the heather? My! but you were the bonny lass And we were awfu’ late for class. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Obesity. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Obesity With belly like a poisoned pup Said I: ‘I must give bacon up: And also, I profanely fear, I must abandon bread and beer That make for portliness they say; Yet of them copiously today I ate with an increasingly sense […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. No More Music. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) No More Music The Porch was blazoned with geranium bloom; Myrtle and jasmine meadows lit the lea; With rose and violet the vale’s perfume Languished to where the hyacinthine sea Dreamed tenderly… “And I must go,” said he. He spoke in […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. My Trinity. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) My Trinity For all good friends who care to read, here let me lyre my living creed… One: you may deem me Pacifist, For I’ve no sympathy with strife. Like hell I hate the iron fist, And shun the battle-ground of […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. My Indian Summer. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) My Indian Summer Here in the Autumn of my days My life is mellowed in a haze. Unpleasant sights are none to clear, Discordant sounds I hardly hear. Infirmities like buffers soft Sustain me tranquilly aloft. I’m deaf to duffers, blind to […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. My Chapel. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) My Chapel In idle dream with pipe in hand I looked across the Square, And saw the little chapel stand In eloquent despair. A ruin of the War it was, A dreary, dingy mess: It worried me a lot because My hobby’s […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Milking Time. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Milking Time There’s a drip of honeysuckle in the deep green lane; There’s old Martin jogging homeward on his worn old wain; There are cherry petals falling, and a cuckoo calling, calling, And a score of larks (God bless ’em)… but it’s […]
English Poetry. William Cowper. Love Constrained to Obedience. Уильям Купер.
William Cowper (Уильям Купер) Love Constrained to Obedience No strength of nature can suffice To serve the Lord aright: And what she has she misapplies, For want of clearer light. How long beneath the law I lay In bondage and distress; I toll’d the precept to obey, […]
English Poetry. William Blake. Songs of Experience. A Little Boy Lost. Уильям Блейк. Песни опыта. Заблудившийся мальчик
William Blake (Уильям Блейк) Songs of Experience. A Little Boy Lost ‘Nought loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought A greater than itself to know. ‘And, father, how can I love you Or any of my brothers more? I love […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Making Good. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Making Good No man can be a failure if he thinks he’s a success; he may not own his roof-tree overhead, He may be on his uppers and have hocked his evening dress - (Financially speaking; in the red) He may have […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Land Mine. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Land Mine A grey gull hovered overhead, Then wisely flew away. ‘In half a jiffy you’ll be dead,’ I thought I heard it say; As there upon the railway line, Checking an urge to cough, I laboured to de-fuse the mine That […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Joey. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Joey I thought I would go daft when Joey died. He was my first, and wise beyond his years. For nigh a hundred nights I cried and cried, Until my weary eyes burned up my tears. Willie and Rosie tried to comfort […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Hot Digitty Dog. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Hot Digitty Dog Hot digitty dog! Now, ain’t it queer, I’ve been abroad for over a year; Seen a helluva lot since then, Killed, I reckon, a dozen men; Six was doubtful, but six was sure, Three in Normandy, three in the […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Going Home. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Going Home I’m goin’ ‘ome to Blighty — ain’t I glad to ‘ave the chance! I’m loaded up wiv fightin’, and I’ve ‘ad my fill o’ France; I’m feelin’ so excited-like, I want to sing and dance, For I’m goin’ ‘ome to […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Futility. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Futility Dusting my books I spent a busy day: Not ancient toes, time-hallowed and unread, but modern volumes, classics in their way, whose makers now are numbered with the dead; Men of a generation more than mine, With whom I tattled, battled […]