English Poetry. Elinor Wylie. Epitaph. Элинор Уайли.

Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли) Epitaph For this she starred her eyes with salt And scooped her temples thin, Until her face shone pure of fault From the forehead to the chin. In coldest crucibles of pain Her shrinking flesh was fired And smoothed into a finer grain […]

English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Verses on Games. To “An Almanack of Twelve Sports” by W. Nicholson, 1898. Редьярд Киплинг. Стихи о спортивных играх для «Альманаха двенадцати видов спорта» У. Ни-кольсона, 1898 г.

Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Verses on Games. To “An Almanack of Twelve Sports” by W. Nicholson, 1898 HERE is a horse to tame Here is a gun to handle God knows you can enter the game If you’ll only pay for the same, And the price of the […]

English Poetry. Eva Gore-Booth. The Incarnate. Эва Гор-Бут.

Eva Gore-Booth (Эва Гор-Бут) The Incarnate Deep in the soul there throbs the secret pain Of one homesick for dear familiar things, When Spring winds rock the waves of sunlit rain And on the grass there falls the shadow of wings. How should one bend one’s dreams […]

English Poetry. Marriott Edgar. Up’ards. Мариотт Эдгар.

Marriott Edgar (Мариотт Эдгар) Up’ards ‘Twere getting dusk, one winter’s night, When up the clough there came in sight, A lad who carried through the snow, A banner with this ‘ere motto… ‘Uppards’ His face was glum as he did pass, His eyes were shiny… just like […]

English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Thanksgiving. Эдгар Альберт Гест.

Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Thanksgiving Gettin’ together to smile an’ rejoice, An’ eatin’ an’ laughin’ with folks of your choice; An’ kissin’ the girls an’ declarin’ that they Are growin’ more beautiful day after day; Chattin’ an’ braggin’ a bit with the men, Buildin’ the old […]

English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. The Vigil. Генри Ньюболт.

Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) The Vigil England! where the sacred flame Burns before the inmost shrine, Where the lips that love thy name Consecrate their hopes and thine, Where the banners of thy dead Weave their shadows overhead, Watch beside thine arms to-night, Pray that God defend the […]

English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. The Non-Combatant. Генри Ньюболт.

Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) The Non-Combatant Among a race high-handed, strong of heart, Sea-rovers, conquerors, builders in the waste, He had his birth; a nature too complete, Eager and doubtful, no man’s soldier sworn And no man’s chosen captain; born to fail, A name without an echo: yet […]

English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. Ionicus. Генри Ньюболт.

Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) Ionicus With failing feet and shoulders bowed Beneath the weight of happier days, He lagged among the heedless crowd, Or crept along suburban ways. But still through all his heart was young, His mood a joy that nought could mar, A courage, a pride, […]

English Poetry. Henry Newbolt. The Gay Gordons. Генри Ньюболт.

Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт) The Gay Gordons (Dargai, October 20, 1897) Whos for the Gathering, who’s for the Fair? (Gay goes the Gordon to a fight) The bravest of the brave are at deadlock there, (Highlanders! march! by the right!) There are bullets by the hundred buzzing […]