English Poetry. Mary Wortley Montagu. Impromptu, to a Young Lady Singing. Мэри Уортли Монтегю.
Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю) Impromptu, to a Young Lady Singing Sing, gentle maid — reform my breast, And soften all my care; Thus may I be some moments blest, And easy in despair. The pow’r of Orpheus lives in you; You can the passions of my […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Treasure. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Treasure Three times have I beheld Fear leap in a babe’s face, and take his breath, Fear, like the fear of eld That knows the price of life, the name of death. What is it justifies This thing, this dread, this fright […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. To O——, of Her Dark Eyes. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) To O——, of Her Dark Eyes Across what calm of tropic seas, ‘Neath alien clusters of the nights, Looked, in the past, such eyes as these! Long-quenched, relumed, ancestral lights! The generations fostered them; And steadfast Nature, secretwise— Thou seedling child of that […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Two Shakespeare Tercentenaries. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) The Two Shakespeare Tercentenaries OF BIRTH, 1864; OF DEATH, 1916 TO SHAKESPEARE Longer than thine, than thine, Is now my time of life; and thus thy years Seem to be clasped and harboured within mine. O how ignoble this my clasp appears! […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. A Thrush before Dawn. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) A Thrush before Dawn A voice peals in this end of night A phrase of notes resembling stars, Single and spiritual notes of light. What call they at my window-bars? The South, the past, the day to be, An ancient infelicity. Darkling, deliberate, […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. To Tintoretto in Venice. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) To Tintoretto in Venice The Art of Painting had in the Primitive years looked with the light, not towards it. Before Tintoretto’s date, however, many painters practised shadows and lights, and turned more or less sunwards; but he set the figure between himself […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. Summer in England, 1914. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) Summer in England, 1914 On London fell a clearer light; Caressing pencils of the sun Defined the distances, the white Houses transfigured one by one, The “long, unlovely street” impearled. O what a sky has walked the world! Most happy year! And out […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. Nurse Edith Cavell. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) Nurse Edith Cavell Two o’clock, the morning of October 12th, 1915 To her accustomed eyes The midnight-morning brought not such a dread As thrills the chance-awakened head that lies In trivial sleep on the habitual bed. ‘Twas yet some hours ere light; […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. Length of Days. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) Length of Days TO THE EARLY DEAD IN BATTLE There is no length of days But yours, boys who were children once. Of old The Past beset you in your childish ways, With sense of Time untold. What have you then forgone? […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. A Father of Women. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) A Father of Women AD SOROREM E. B. “Thy father was transfused into thy blood.” Dryden: Ode to Mrs. Anne Killigrew. Our father works in us, The daughters of his manhood. Not undone Is he, not wasted, though transmuted thus, And […]
English Poetry. Walter Scott. An Hour With Thee. Вальтер Скотт.
Walter Scott (Вальтер Скотт) * * * An hour with thee! When earliest day Dapples with gold the eastern gray, Oh, what can frame my mind to bear The toil and turmoil, cark and care, New griefs, which coming hours unfold, And sad remembrance of the old? One […]
English Poetry. Alice Meynell. Easter Night. Элис Мейнелл.
Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл) Easter Night All night had shout of men and cry Of woeful women filled His way; Until that noon of sombre sky On Friday, clamour and display Smote Him; no solitude had He, No silence, since Gethsemane. Public was Death; but Power, but […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Beautiful Blue Danube. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Beautiful Blue Danube [With “Blue Danube Waltz” as musical accompaniment.] They drift down the hall together, He smiles in her lifted eyes; Like waves of that mighty river, The strains of the “Danube” rise. They float on its rhythmic measure, Like […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Be Sorry for the Boys a Bit. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) * * * Be sorry for the boys a bit, And mothers, guard your girls. What are they doing while you knit? Can they among the throngs be found That daily haunt the camping ground, With skirts that hardly hide the knees, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Be Not Content. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Be Not Content Be not content, contentment means inaction, The growing soul aches on its upward quest; Satiety is twin to satisfaction– All great achievements spring from life’s unrest. The tiny roots, deep in the dark mould hiding, Would never bless the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Gray. On the Death of a Favourite Cat. Томас Грей.
Thomas Gray (Томас Грей) On the Death of a Favourite Cat Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes ‘Twas on a lofty vase’s side, Where China’s gayest art had dyed The azure flowers that blow; Demurest of the tabby kind, The pensive Selima, reclin’d, Gaz’d on the […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Psalm 2. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Psalm 2 Christ dying, rising, interceding, and reigning. Acts 4:24, etc. [Maker and sovereign Lord Of heav’n, and earth, and seas, Thy providence confirms thy word, And answers thy decrees. The things so long foretold By David are fulfilled, When Jews […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Hymn 20. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Hymn 20 The provisions of the table of our Lord. Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand, And sing the solemn feast, Where sweet celestial dainties stand For every willing guest. [The tree of life adorns the board With rich immortal fruit; And […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Hymn 106. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Hymn 106 Repentance at the cross. O, if my soul were formed for woe, How would I vent my sighs! Repentance should like rivers flow From both my streaming eyes. ‘Twas for my sins my dearest Lord Hung on the cursed tree, […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Psalm 131. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Psalm 131 Humility and submission. Is there ambition in my heart? Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild, Content, my […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Examples of Early Piety. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Examples of Early Piety What blest examples do I find Writ in the Word of Truth Of children that began to mind Religion in their youth! Jesus, who reigns above the sky, And keeps the world in awe, Was once a child as […]
English Poetry. James Henry Leigh Hunt. Jenny Kissed Me. Джеймс Генри Ли Хант. Дженни меня целовала
James Henry Leigh Hunt (Джеймс Генри Ли Хант) Jenny Kissed Me Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I’m weary, say I’m sad, Say that health and […]
English Poetry. Isaac Watts. Hymn 126. Исаак Уоттс.
Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс) Hymn 126 God glorified in the gospel. The Lord, descending from above, Invites his children near, While power, and truth, and boundless love, Display their glories here. Here in thy gospel’s wondrous flame Fresh wisdom we pursue; A thousand angels learn thy […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Afternoon. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Afternoon Small, shapeless drifts of cloud Sail slowly northward in the soft-hued sky, With blur half-tints and rolling summits bright, By the late sun caressed; slight hazes shroud All things afar; shineth each leaf anigh With its own warmth and light. O’erblown by […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Saint Romualdo. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Saint Romualdo I give God thanks that I, a lean old man, Wrinkled, infirm, and crippled with keen pains By austere penance and continuous toil, Now rest in spirit, and possess “the peace Which passeth understanding.” Th’ end draws nigh, Though the beginning is […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Matins. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Matins Gray earth, gray mist, gray sky: Through vapors hurrying by, Larger than wont, on high Floats the horned, yellow moon. Chill airs are faintly stirred, And far away is heard, Of some fresh-awakened bird, The querulous, shrill tune. The dark mist hides […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. The Southern Refugee. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) The Southern Refugee What sudden ill the world await, From my dear residence I roam; I must deplore the bitter fate, To straggle from my native home. The verdant willow droops her head, And seems to bid a fare thee well; […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. Like Brothers We Meet. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) Like Brothers We Meet Dedicated to the Federal and Late Confederate Soldiers Like heart-loving brothers we meet, And still the loud thunders of strife, The blaze of fraternity kindles most sweet, There’s nothing more pleasing in life. The black cloud […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Be Not Attached. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Be Not Attached “Be not attached,”–so runs the great command For those who seek to “Know and Understand.” Who sounds the waters of the deeper sea Must first draw up his anchor and go free. But not for me that knowledge. I […]
English Poetry. Anne Grant. Eighteen Hundred and Thirteen. Энн Грант.
Anne Grant (Энн Грант) Eighteen Hundred and Thirteen The bard inspired by Heaven, and he alone, Can shed a lasting lustre round the throne; The noble deeds, sung to the immortal lyre, The souls of future bards and heroes fire: The love of virtue, and the thirst of […]
English Poetry. William Whitehead. Ode for the New Year, 1763. Уильям Уайтхед.
William Whitehead (Уильям Уайтхед) Ode for the New Year, 1763 At length th’ imperious Lord of War Yields to the Fates their ebon car, And frowning quits his toil: Dash’d from his hand the bleeding spear Now deigns a happier form to wear, And peaceful turns the soil. […]
English Poetry. William Whitehead. To the Honourable [Charles Townsend]. Уильям Уайтхед.
William Whitehead (Уильям Уайтхед) To the Honourable [Charles Townsend] O CHARLES, in absence hear a friend complain, Who knows thou lov’st him whereso’er he goes, Yet feels uneasy starts of idle pain, And often would be told the thing he knows. Why then, thou loiterer, fleets the silent […]
English Poetry. James Elroy Flecker. The Welsh Sea. Джеймс Элрой Флеккер.
James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер) The Welsh Sea Far out across Carnarvon bay, Beneath the evening waves, The ancient dead begin their day And stream among the graves. Listen, for they of ghostly speech, Who died when Christ was born, May dance upon the golden beach That […]
English Poetry. Percy Bysshe Shelley. To Harriet. Перси Биши Шелли. К Харриэт
Percy Bysshe Shelley (Перси Биши Шелли) To Harriet Thy look of love has power to calm The stormiest passion of my soul; Thy gentle words are drops of balm In life’s too bitter bowl; No grief is mine, but that alone These choicest blessings I have known. […]
English Poetry. William Whitehead. An Ode to a Gentleman, on his pitching a Tent in his Garden. Уильям Уайтхед.
William Whitehead (Уильям Уайтхед) An Ode to a Gentleman, on his pitching a Tent in his Garden Ah! friend, forbear, nor fright the fields With hostile scenes of imag’d war; Content still roves the blooming wilds, And sheds her mildest influence there: Ah! drive not the sweet wand’rer […]
English Poetry. William Whitehead. The Vision of Solomon. Уильям Уайтхед.
William Whitehead (Уильям Уайтхед) The Vision of Solomon ‘Twas night, and sleep with gently-waving wand, Sat softly brooding o’er that monarch’s brow, Whose waking nod could Judah’s realms command, Or deal destruction to the frighted foe, Great David’s son — But at this tranquil hour, No dreams of […]
English Poetry. William Shenstone. A Pastoral Ode. To the Hon. Sir Richard Lyttleton. Уильям Шенстон.
William Shenstone (Уильям Шенстон) A Pastoral Ode. To the Hon. Sir Richard Lyttleton The morn dispensed a dubious light, A sudden mist had stolen from sight Each pleasing vale and hill; When Damon left his humble bowers, To guard his flocks, to fence his flowers, Or check his […]
English Poetry. William Shenstone. The Price of an Equipage. Уильям Шенстон.
William Shenstone (Уильям Шенстон) The Price of an Equipage Servum si potes, Ole, non habere, Et regem potes, Ole, non habere. Mart. (“If thou from Fortune dost no servant crave, Believe me thou no master need’st to have.”) I ask’d a friend, amidst the throng, Whose […]
English Poetry. William Shenstone. Elegy. His Recantation. Уильям Шенстон.
William Shenstone (Уильям Шенстон) Elegy. His Recantation No more the Muse obtrudes her thin disguise, No more with awkward fallacy complains How every fervour from my bosom flies, And Reason in her lonesome palace reigns. Ere the chill winter of our days arrive, No more she paints […]
English Poetry. William Shenstone. An Irregular Ode, After Sickness. Уильям Шенстон.
William Shenstone (Уильям Шенстон) An Irregular Ode, After Sickness —Melius, bunny venerit ipsa, canemus.—Virg. Imitation. His wish’d-for presence will improve the song. Too long a stranger to repose, At length from Pain’s abhorred couch I rose, And wander’d forth alone, To court once more the balmy breeze, […]