English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. On a Picture of Mt. Shasta by Kieth. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) On a Picture of Mt. Shasta by Kieth TWO craggy slopes, sheer down on either hand, Fall to a cleft, dark and confused with pines. Out of their sombre shade—one gleam of light— Escaping toward us like a hurrying child, Half laughing, […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Reproof of Love. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Reproof of Love BECAUSE we are shut out from light, Each of the other’s look and smile; Because the arms’ and lips’ delight Are past and dead, a weary while; Because the dawn, that joy has brought, Brings now but certainty […]
English Poetry. John Newton. Prayer Answered by Crosses. Джон Ньютон.
John Newton (Джон Ньютон) Prayer Answered by Crosses I ask’d the Lord, that I might grow In faith, and love, and ev’ry grace, Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. ‘Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Fulfillment. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Fulfillment ALL the skies had gloomed in gray, Many a week, day after day. Nothing came the blank to fill, Nothing stirred the stagnant will. Winds were raw; buds would not swell: Some malign and sullen spell Soured the currents of the […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. A Child and a Star. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) A Child and a Star THE star, so pure in saintly white, Deep in the solemn soul of night, With dreams of deathless beauty wed, And golden ways that seraphs tread: The child—so mere a thing of earth, So meek a flower […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. On a Picture of Mt. Shasta by Kieth. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) On a Picture of Mt. Shasta by Kieth TWO craggy slopes, sheer down on either hand, Fall to a cleft, dark and confused with pines. Out of their sombre shade—one gleam of light— Escaping toward us like a hurrying child, Half laughing, […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Reproof of Love. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Reproof of Love BECAUSE we are shut out from light, Each of the other’s look and smile; Because the arms’ and lips’ delight Are past and dead, a weary while; Because the dawn, that joy has brought, Brings now but certainty […]
English Poetry. John Newton. Prayer Answered by Crosses. Джон Ньютон.
John Newton (Джон Ньютон) Prayer Answered by Crosses I ask’d the Lord, that I might grow In faith, and love, and ev’ry grace, Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. ‘Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Fulfillment. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Fulfillment ALL the skies had gloomed in gray, Many a week, day after day. Nothing came the blank to fill, Nothing stirred the stagnant will. Winds were raw; buds would not swell: Some malign and sullen spell Soured the currents of the […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Summer Afternoon. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Summer Afternoon FAR in hollow mountain carñons Brood with purple-folded pinions, Flocks of drowsy distance-colors, on their nests; And the bare round slopes for forests Have cloud-shadows, floating forests, On their breasts. Winds are wakening and dying, Questions low with low […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Alone. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Alone STILL earth turns and pulses stir, And each day hath its deed; But if I be dead to her, What is the life I lead? Cares the cuckoo for the wood, When the red leaves are down? Stays the robin […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Appreciated. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Appreciated “AH, could I but be understood!” (I prayed the powers above) “Could but some spirit, bright and good, Know me and, knowing, love!” One summer’s day there came to pass— A maid; and it befell She spied and knew me: […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. Riches. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) Riches Friend, you have wealth and power, Men go and come at your call, Yours are the whims of the hour— What have you done with it all? I am only a poet Fighting a bitter fight, Fate will not even grant […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. The Spirit of Poetry. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) The Spirit of Poetry All things are Hers. Concealed or manifest, Found or unfound, Her Spirit lives in each— Dumb till the Master-Soul its secret guessed And gave its silence speech. All things are Hers. She is the Crystal Queen Of all […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. In a Garden. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) In a Garden Girl, with the soft grey eyes, You to the flowers belong: From the perfume of a rose My heart shall weave you a song. I will colour its words with light, Like the sun on that straying tress. The […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. John Farrell. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) John Farrell The pen falls from his nerveless hand, The light is fading from his eyes, The brain that nobly served his land Darkens and dies. No, never dies! From hour to hour The burning thought is living still; Onward it speeds […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. The Dead Democrat. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) The Dead Democrat The roar and rush of life sweeps on; Still shines the sun as once it shone: Men reap and sow and live and toil And plan for power and scheme for spoil. What reeks the world in field or […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. “But the Greatest of These is Charity”. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) “But the Greatest of These is Charity” White faces turn to us again Sad eyes from out their veils of clay: Strength stricken low, and hopeless pain, Haunt us to-day. Their wild eyes burn across our sleep: They haunt us in the […]
English Poetry. John Newton. Weeping Mary. Джон Ньютон.
John Newton (Джон Ньютон) Weeping Mary Mary to her Saviour’s tomb Hasted at the early dawn; Spice she brought, and sweet perfume, But the Lord, The loved, was gone. For awhile she weeping stood, Struck with sorrow and surprise; Shedding tears, a plenteous flood, For her heart supplied […]
English Poetry. George Essex Evans. Adrift: A Brisbane River Reverie. Джордж Эссекс Эванс.
George Essex Evans (Джордж Эссекс Эванс) Adrift: A Brisbane River Reverie An amphitheatre of purple hills And emerald slopes where nestling villas gleam, Flooded with golden light that crowns and fills Height, vale, and stream. The clouds float motionless like isles of snow Set in the sapphire of […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. A Comparison. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) A Comparison I THINK, ofttimes, that lives of men may be Likened to wandering winds that come and go, Not knowing whence they rise, whither they blow O’er the vast globe, voiceful of grief or glee. Some lives are buoyant zephyrs sporting […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. O God! What Glorious Seasons Bless Thy World!. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) * * * O GOD! what glorious seasons bless thy world! See! the tranced winds are nestling on the deep, The guardian heavens unclouded vigil keep O’er the mute earth; the beach birds’ wings are furled Ghost-like and gray, where the dim […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. A Morning after Storm. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) A Morning after Storm ALL night the north wind blew; the harsh north rain Lashed like a spiteful whip at roof and sill. Now the pale morning lowers, bewildered, chill, Leaning her cheek against the misted pane, Like some worn outcast, sick […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. A Bachelor-Bookworm’s Complaint of the Late Presidential Election. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) A Bachelor-Bookworm’s Complaint of the Late Presidential Election A MAN of peace, I never dared to marry, Lover of tranquil hours, I dwelt apart; Outside the realm where noisy schemes miscarry; My only handmaids, Science, Learning, Art; Oh! home of pleasant thought, […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. A Phantom in the Clouds. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) A Phantom in the Clouds ALL day the blast, with furious ramp and roar, Sweeps the gaunt hill-tops, piles the vapors high, Thro’ infinite distance, up the tortured sky– Till to one nurtured on the ocean-shore, It seems–with eyes half-shut to hill […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. Between the Sunken Sun and the New Moon. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) * * * BETWEEN the sunken sun and the new moon, I stood in fields through which a rivulet ran With scarce perceptible motion, not a span Of its smooth surface trembling to the tune Of sunset breezes: “O delicious boon,” I […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. The Soul-Conflict. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) The Soul-Conflict DEFEATED! but never disheartened! Repulsed! but unconquered in will, Upon dreary discomfitures building Her virtue’s strong battlements still, The soul, through the siege of temptations, Yields not unto fraud, nor to might, Unquelled by the rush of the passions, Serene […]
English Poetry. Charles Tennyson Turner. The Lion’s Skeleton. Чарльз Теннисон Тернер.
Charles Tennyson Turner (Чарльз Теннисон Тернер) The Lion’s Skeleton HOW long, O lion, hast thou fleshless lain? What rapt thy fierce and thirsty eyes away? First came the vulture; worms, heat, wind, and rain Ensued, and ardors of the tropic day. I know not—if they spared it thee—how […]
English Poetry. Thomas Heywood. A Rose and a Nettle. Томас Хейвуд.
Thomas Heywood (Томас Хейвуд) A Rose and a Nettle WHAT atime herbs and weeds, and such things could talk, A man in his garden one day did walk, Spying a nettle green (as th’emeraude) spread In a bed of roses like the ruby red. Between which two […]
English Poetry. John Newton. Woman Of Canaan. Джон Ньютон.
John Newton (Джон Ньютон) Woman Of Canaan Prayer an answer will obtain, Though the Lord awhile delay; None shall seek his face in vain, None be empty sent away. When the woman came from Tyre, And for help to Jesus sought; Though he granted her desire, Yet […]
English Poetry. Thomas Heywood. The Message. Томас Хейвуд.
Thomas Heywood (Томас Хейвуд) The Message YE little birds that sit and sing Amidst the shady valleys, And see how Phillis sweetly walks Within her garden-alleys; Go, pretty birds, about her bower; Sing, pretty birds, she may not lower; Ah me! methinks I see her frown! Ye pretty […]
English Poetry. Thomas Heywood. Matin Song. Томас Хейвуд.
Thomas Heywood (Томас Хейвуд) Matin Song Pack, clouds, away! and welcome, day! With night we banish sorrow. Sweet air, blow soft; mount, lark, aloft To give my Love good-morrow! Wings from the wind to please her mind, Notes from the lark I’ll borrow: Bird, prune thy wing! nightingale, […]
English Poetry. Thomas MacDonagh. In the Storm. Томас Макдона.
Thomas MacDonagh (Томас Макдона) In the Storm With laughing eyes and storm-blown hair You came to my bedside; I thought your living soul was there, And that my dreams had lied; But ere my lips had power to speak A word of love to you, The moonlight […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. A Child and a Star. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) A Child and a Star THE star, so pure in saintly white, Deep in the solemn soul of night, With dreams of deathless beauty wed, And golden ways that seraphs tread: The child—so mere a thing of earth, So meek a flower […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. On a Picture of Mt. Shasta by Kieth. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) On a Picture of Mt. Shasta by Kieth TWO craggy slopes, sheer down on either hand, Fall to a cleft, dark and confused with pines. Out of their sombre shade—one gleam of light— Escaping toward us like a hurrying child, Half laughing, […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Reproof of Love. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Reproof of Love BECAUSE we are shut out from light, Each of the other’s look and smile; Because the arms’ and lips’ delight Are past and dead, a weary while; Because the dawn, that joy has brought, Brings now but certainty […]
English Poetry. John Newton. Prayer Answered by Crosses. Джон Ньютон.
John Newton (Джон Ньютон) Prayer Answered by Crosses I ask’d the Lord, that I might grow In faith, and love, and ev’ry grace, Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. ‘Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Fulfillment. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Fulfillment ALL the skies had gloomed in gray, Many a week, day after day. Nothing came the blank to fill, Nothing stirred the stagnant will. Winds were raw; buds would not swell: Some malign and sullen spell Soured the currents of the […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Summer Afternoon. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Summer Afternoon FAR in hollow mountain carñons Brood with purple-folded pinions, Flocks of drowsy distance-colors, on their nests; And the bare round slopes for forests Have cloud-shadows, floating forests, On their breasts. Winds are wakening and dying, Questions low with low […]
English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. Alone. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.
Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл) Alone STILL earth turns and pulses stir, And each day hath its deed; But if I be dead to her, What is the life I lead? Cares the cuckoo for the wood, When the red leaves are down? Stays the robin […]