English Poetry. Emily Pauline Johnson. Silhouette. Эмили Полин Джонсон.
Emily Pauline Johnson (Эмили Полин Джонсон) Silhouette The sky-line melts from russet into blue, Unbroken the horizon, saving where A wreath of smoke curls up the far, thin air, And points the distant lodges of the Sioux. Etched where the lands and cloudlands touch and die A […]
English Poetry. Emily Pauline Johnson. Penseroso. Эмили Полин Джонсон.
Emily Pauline Johnson (Эмили Полин Джонсон) Penseroso Soulless is all humanity to me To-night. My keenest longing is to be Alone, alone with God’s grey earth that seems Pulse of my pulse and consort of my dreams. To-night my soul desires no fellowship, Or fellow-being; crave I […]
English Poetry. Thomas Stearns Eliot. Conversation Galante. Томас Стернз Элиот.
Thomas Stearns Eliot (Томас Стернз Элиот) Conversation Galante I observe: “Our sentimental friend the moon! Or possibly (fantastic, I confess) It may be Prester John’s balloon Or an old battered lantern hung aloft To light poor travellers to their distress.” She then: “How you digress!” And I […]
English Poetry. Thomas Stearns Eliot. Morning at the Window. Томас Стернз Элиот.
Thomas Stearns Eliot (Томас Стернз Элиот) Morning at the Window They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens, And along the trampled edges of the street I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids Sprouting despondently at area gates. The brown waves of fog toss up to […]
English Poetry. Thomas Stearns Eliot. Rhapsody on a Windy Night. Томас Стернз Элиот.
Thomas Stearns Eliot (Томас Стернз Элиот) Rhapsody on a Windy Night Twelve o’clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Disolve the floors of memory And all its clear relations, Its divisions and precisions, Every street lamp that I pass Beats […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Ellen Ray. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Ellen Ray A quiet song for Ellen— The patient Ellen Ray, A dreamer in the nightfall, A watcher in the day. The wedded of the sailor Who keeps so far away: A shadow on his forehead For patient Ellen […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Merope. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Merope Far in the ways of the hyaline wastes—in the face of the splendid Six of the sisters—the star-dowered sisters ineffably bright, Merope sitteth, the shadow-like wife of a monarch unfriended Of Ades—of Orcus, the fierce, the implacable god […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Rose Lorraine. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Leaves from Australian Forests (1869). Rose Lorraine Sweet water-moons, blown into lights Of flying gold on pool and creek, And many sounds and many sights Of younger days are back this week. I cannot say I sought to face Or greatly cared to cross […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Other Poems (1871-82). Heath from the Highlands. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Other Poems (1871-82). Heath from the Highlands Here, where the great hills fall away To bays of silver sea, I hold within my hand to-day A wild thing, strange to me. Behind me is the deep green dell Where lives familiar light; The […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Other Poems (1871-82). Wamberal. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Other Poems (1871-82). Wamberal Just a shell, to which the seaweed glittering yet with greenness clings, Like the song that once I loved so, softly of the old time sings— Softly of the old time speaketh—bringing ever back to me Sights of far-off lordly […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Ah! Why, Because the Dazzling Sun. Эмили Бронте.
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) * * * Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored my earth to joy Have you departed, every one, And left a desert sky? All through the night, your glorious eyes Were gazing down in mine, And with a full heart’s thankful […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Other Poems (1871-82). Song of the Shingle-Splitters. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Other Poems (1871-82). Song of the Shingle-Splitters In dark wild woods, where the lone owl broods And the dingoes nightly yell— Where the curlew’s cry goes floating by, We splitters of shingles dwell. And all day through, from the time of the dew To […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Other Poems (1871-82). In Memory of Edward Butler. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Other Poems (1871-82). In Memory of Edward Butler A voice of grave, deep emphasis Is in the woods to-night; No sound of radiant day is this, No cadence of the light. Here in the fall and flights of leaves Against grey widths of sea, […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Other Poems (1871-82). Adam Lindsay Gordon. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Other Poems (1871-82). Adam Lindsay Gordon At rest! Hard by the margin of that sea Whose sounds are mingled with his noble verse Now lies the shell that never more will house The fine strong spirit of my gifted friend. Yea, he who flashed […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Early Poems (1859-70). At Long Bay. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Early Poems (1859-70). At Long Bay Five years ago! you cannot choose But know the face of change, Though July sleeps and Spring renews The gloss in gorge and range. Five years ago! I hardly know How they have slipped away, Since here […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Early Poems (1859-70). Eighteen Hundred and Sixty-Four. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Early Poems (1859-70). Eighteen Hundred and Sixty-Four I hear no footfall beating through the dark, A lonely gust is loitering at the pane; There is no sound within these forests stark Beyond a splash or two of sullen rain; But you are with […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Early Poems (1859-70). To Miss Annie Hopkins. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Early Poems (1859-70). To Miss Annie Hopkins Beneath the shelter of the bush, In undisturbed repose— Unruffled by the kiss of breeze— There lurks a smiling rose; Beneath thine outer beauty, gleams, In holy light enshrined, A symbol of the blooming flower, A pure, […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Early Poems (1859-70). The Song of Arda. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Early Poems (1859-70). The Song of Arda (From “Annatanam”) Low as a lute, my love, beneath the call Of storm, I hear a melancholy wind; The memorably mournful wind of yore Which is the very brother of the one That wanders, like a […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Early Poems (1859-70). The Australian Emigrant. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Early Poems (1859-70). The Australian Emigrant How dazzling the sunbeams awoke on the spray, When Australia first rose in the distance away, As welcome to us on the deck of the bark, As the dove to the vision of those in the ark! What […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Early Poems (1859-70). The Late W. V. Wild, Esq.. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Early Poems (1859-70). The Late W. V. Wild, Esq. Sad faces came round, and I dreamily said “Though the harp of my country now slumbers, Some hand will pass o’er it, in love for the dead, And attune it to sorrowful numbers!” But the […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Sonnets of Sorrow. 20. There always was a longing in your heart. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Sonnets of Sorrow. 20. There always was a longing in your heart There always was a longing in your heart For some large labour that should aid mankind. Dear, listen to me, let me do my part And help you now that wondrous […]
English Poetry. Elizabeth Barrett-Browning. The Look. Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг.
Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг) The Look The Saviour looked on Peter. Ay, no word, No gesture of reproach; the Heavens serene Though heavy with armed justice, did not lean Their thunders that way: the forsaken Lord Looked only, on the traitor. None record What that look was, none […]
English Poetry. William Wordsworth. Lines Written near Richmond, upon the Thames, at Evening. Уильям Вордсворт. Стихи, написанные вечером у Темзы вблизи Ричмонда
William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт) Lines Written near Richmond, upon the Thames, at Evening How richly glows the water’s breast Before us, tinged with evening hues, While, facing thus the crimson west, The boat her silent course pursues! And see how dark the backward stream! A little moment past […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Sonnets of Sorrow. 8. At last a dream–at last a dream of you!. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Sonnets of Sorrow. 8. At last a dream–at last a dream of you! At last a dream–at last a dream of you! Against the black black curtain of the night I saw you stand. ‘Twas but a dream, I knew, And yet my […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Songs from the Turret. 13. As the waves of the outgoing sea. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Songs from the Turret. 13. As the waves of the outgoing sea As the waves of the outgoing sea Leave the rocks and the drift wood bare, When your thoughts are for others than me, My heart is the strand of despair– Beloved, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Songs from the Turret. 3. When love is lost, the day sets toward the night. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Songs from the Turret. 3. When love is lost, the day sets toward the night When love is lost, the day sets toward the night. Albeit the morning sun may still be bright, And not one cloud ship sails across the sky. Yet […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Law (Life is a Shylock; always it demands). Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Law (Life is a Shylock; always it demands) Life is a Shylock; always it demands The fullest usurer’s interest for each pleasure. Gifts are not freely scattered by its hands: We make returns for every borrowed treasure. Each talent, each achievement, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. A Rainy Night. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) A Rainy Night When the fingers of rain on the window pane Tap, tap, tap, And the feet of the rain run over the roof In the dark of a summer night, Then out of their graves old memories creep And they steal […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Rangoon. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Rangoon Just a changing sea of colour Surging up and flowing down; And pagodas shining golden, night and noon; And a sun-burst-tinted throng Of young priests that move along Under sun-burst-hued umbrellas through the town. That’s Rangoon. Ella Wheeler Wilcox’s other poems: The […]
English Poetry. Louise Imogen Guiney. On Leaving Winchester. Луиза Имоджен Гвини.
Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини) On Leaving Winchester A palmer’s kiss on thy familiar marge, My oriel city, whence the soul hath sight Of passional yesterdays, all gold and large, Arising to enrich our narrow night: Though others bless thee, who so blest before Hath pastured, from […]
English Poetry. Louise Imogen Guiney. A December Walk. Луиза Имоджен Гвини.
Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини) A December Walk Whithersoever cold and fair ye flow, Calm tides of moonlit midnight, bear my mind! Past Christchurch gate, with leafy frost entwined, And Merton in a huge tiara’s glow, And groves in bridal gossamers below Saint Mary’s armoured spire; and […]
English Poetry. Louise Imogen Guiney. The Tow-Path. Луиза Имоджен Гвини.
Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини) The Tow-Path Furrow to furrow, oar to oar succeeds, Each length away, more bright, more exquisite; The sister shells that hither, thither flit, Strew the long stream like dropping maple-seeds. A comrade on the marge now lags, now leads, Who with short […]
English Poetry. Louise Imogen Guiney. Strikers in Hyde Park. Луиза Имоджен Гвини.
Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини) Strikers in Hyde Park A woof reversed the fatal shuttles weave, How slow! but never once they slip the thread. Hither, upon the Georgian idlers’ tread, Up spacious ways the lindens interleave, Clouding the royal air since yester-eve, Come men bereft of […]
English Poetry. Elizabeth Barrett-Browning. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 3. Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!. Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг.
Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг) Sonnets from the Portuguese. 3. Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart! Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart! Unlike our uses and our destinies. Our ministering two angels look surprise On one another, as they strike athwart Their wings in passing. Thou, bethink […]
English Poetry. Louise Imogen Guiney. Changes in the Temple. Луиза Имоджен Гвини.
Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини) Changes in the Temple The cry is at thy gates, thou darling ground, Again; for oft ere now thy children went Beggared and wroth, and parting greeting sent Some red old alley with a dial crowned; Some house of honour, in a […]
English Poetry. Louise Imogen Guiney. In the Docks. Луиза Имоджен Гвини.
Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини) In the Docks Where the bales thunder till the day is done, And the wild sounds with wilder odours cope; Where over crouching sail and coiling rope, Lascar and Moor along the gangway run; Where stifled Thames spreads in the pallid sun, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 13. Out from Behind This Mask [To Confront a Portrait]. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 13. Out from Behind This Mask [To Confront a Portrait] 1 Out from behind this bending rough-cut mask, These lights and shades, this drama of the whole, This common curtain of the face contain’d in me for […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 11. Warble for Lilac-Time. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 24. Из цикла «Осенние ручьи». 11. Птичьим щебетом грянь
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 11. Warble for Lilac-Time Warble me now for joy of lilac-time, (returning in reminiscence,) Sort me O tongue and lips for Nature’s sake, souvenirs of earliest summer, Gather the welcome signs, (as children with pebbles or stringing shells,) […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 10. The Singer in the Prison. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 10. The Singer in the Prison O sight of pity, shame and dole! O fearful thought—a convict soul. 1 Rang the refrain along the hall, the prison, Rose to the roof, the vaults of heaven above, Pouring […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 1. Sail out for Good, Eidolon Yacht!. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 1. Sail out for Good, Eidolon Yacht! Heave the anchor short! Raise main-sail and jib—steer forth, O little white-hull’d sloop, now speed on really deep waters, (I will not call it our concluding voyage, But outset and […]