English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Other Poems (1871-82). At Her Window. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Other Poems (1871-82). At Her Window To-night a strong south wind in thunder sings Across the city. Now by salt wet flats, And ridges perished with the breath of drought, Comes up a deep, sonorous, gulf-like voice— Far-travelled herald of some distant storm— That […]
English Poetry. Henry Kendall. Other Poems (1871-82). Sydney Harbour. Генри Кендалл.
Henry Kendall (Генри Кендалл) Other Poems (1871-82). Sydney Harbour Where Hornby, like a mighty fallen star, Burns through the darkness with a splendid ring Of tenfold light, and where the awful face Of Sydney’s northern headland stares all night O’er dark, determined waters from the east, From year […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Low Tide. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Low Tide The sea came wooing in mad male fashion; The strand like a maiden was shy as fair. He fell at her feet with a cry of passion, And flung out his arms to clasp her there. He swore to be […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Love and the Seasons. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Love and the Seasons SPRING A sudden softness in the wind; A glint of song, a-wing; A fragrant sound that trails behind, And joy in everything. A sudden flush upon the cheek, The teardrop quick to start; A hope too delicate […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Lippo. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Lippo Now we must part, my Lippo, even so, I grieve to see thy sudden pained surprise; Gaze not on me with such accusing eyes— ‘Twas thine own hand which dealt dear Love’s death-blow. I loved thee fondly yesterday. Till then Thy […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Life and Death. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Life and Death Three days agone, and she was here: Her light step on the stair was springing. Her sweet voice fell upon my ear; (She mocked the thrushes in her singing.) The billows of her long, bright hair Fell round her, in […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Land of Nowhere. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Land of Nowhere Do you know where the summer blooms all the year ’round, Where there never is rain on a pic-nic day? Where the thornless rose in its beauty blows And little boys never are called from play? Then, oh! hey! […]
English Poetry. William Morris. A Garden by the Sea. Уильям Моррис.
William Morris (Уильям Моррис) A Garden by the Sea I KNOW a little garden-close, Set thick with lily and red rose, Where I would wander if I might From dewy morn to dewy night, And have one with me wandering. And though within it no birds sing, […]
English Poetry. William Wordsworth. The Last of the Flock. Уильям Вордсворт. Последний из стада
William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт) The Last of the Flock I In distant countries have I been, And yet I have not often seen A healthy man, a man full grown, Weep in the public roads, alone. But such a one, on English ground, And in the broad […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Ogre Slam-the-Door. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Ogre Slam-the-Door There is a certain castle that is beautiful and fair, And plants, and birds, and pretty things, fill every room and hall, But alas! for the unhappy folks who make their dwelling there, A dreadful ogre haunts the house and […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. An Old Song. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) An Old Song Two roadways lead from This land to That; and one is the road of Prayer; And one is the road of Old Time Songs, and every note is a stair. A shabby old man with a music machine on […]
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Хочу туда Хочу туда, где волги двадцатьпервые, И двадцатьчетвертые, ещё редкие Хочу туда, где чувства ещё верные А анекдоты взрослых злые, едкие и меткие Где булки не городские, а ещё французские Где бакалея пахнет сахаром и кофе Где фильмы заграничные, французские И где никто не говорит о катастрофе Хлеб – четыре копейки за четвертинку Округлыми […]
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Книгу на дом себе заказал: “Как людей обмануть в интернете”. Предоплату послал за Урал… Слава Богу, не всю, а две трети. Пятый месяц прошёл с той поры. И чего-то сомнения гложут… Объясните мне, будьте добры, Где учиться теперь охмурёжу?… Автор Вадим Исаков
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Abelard to Heloise. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Abelard to Heloise Knowing the years of our delight were past, And those seductive days no more could lure, I sought religion’s fetters to make fast The sinful heart, that purposed to be pure. In this seclusion, to conceal my shame: In this […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. Lines on the Trial of Madeline Smith for the Murder of L’Angelier. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) Lines on the Trial of Madeline Smith for the Murder of L’Angelier Shade of the hapless stranger, lost L’Angelier, Whose life’s young light was quenched in guilt and shame, Say haunts thou still the lane, the fatal gate, Where to thy arms the fair, […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. Night Phases of Drunkenness. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) Night Phases of Drunkenness PHASE I The midnight hour hath chimed, The night is wild and cold; I see a trembling hand Yon cottage door unfold. A pale and furrowed face Peers forth into the storm; And o’er the threshold leans A bent […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. The Highlands of Scotland. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) The Highlands of Scotland Queen of hundred ocean Isles, Rich in scenic grandeurs; Land of forest, hill, and glen, Where the tourist wanders. Land of torrent, lake, and stream, Wild sea-cliff and corry; Land of mist and legend old, Music, song, and story. […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. A Lay of the Tambour Frame. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) A Lay of the Tambour Frame Bending with straining eyes Over the tambour frame, Never a change in her weary routine— Slave in all but the name. Tambour, ever tambour, Tambour the wreathing lines Of ‘broidered silk, till beauty’s robe In rainbow lustre shines. […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. Effie. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) Effie A Ballad She was wearin’ awa’! she was wearin’ awa’! Wi’ the leaves in October, we thocht she wad fa’, For her cheek was owre red, an’ her e’e was owre bricht, Whaur the saul leukit oot like an angel o’ licht. […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. Address and Welcome to J. B. Gough. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) Address and Welcome to J. B. Gough Welcome! Oh, welcome! in thy course of fame— Through rolling clouds of smoke and lurid flame, Belched from a hundred murky piles—at last Thou com’st, and scared Intemperance stands aghast. To charm the adder deaf, we lack […]
English Poetry. George MacDonald. Love Is Strength. Джордж Макдональд.
George MacDonald (Джордж Макдональд) Love Is Strength Love alone is great in might, Makes the heavy burden light, Smooths rough ways to weary feet, Makes the bitter morsel sweet: Love alone is strength! Might that is not born of Love Is not Might born from above, Has […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. A Plea for the Deric. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) A Plea for the Deric Forgi’e, O forgi’e me, auld Scotlan’, my mither! Like an ill-deedie bairn I’ve ta’en up wi’ anither; And aft thy dear Doric aside I hae flung, To busk oot my sang wi’ the prood Southron tongue. They say […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. Address to Garibaldi in His Retirement at Caprera, 1868. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) Address to Garibaldi in His Retirement at Caprera, 1868 Lone dweller of the stony isle! Dost thou at fortune’s caprice smile, Soars thy great mind above thy state, Serene amid the shocks of fate? Thou art a king! thou reign’st in all The hearts […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. To William Logan. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) To William Logan On the Death of his aged Mother Mourn not, my Christian friend:—thy late removed, Thy sainted mother, cherished and beloved, In Jesus fell asleep.—Oh sorrow not As those who have no hope! Be ne’er forgot The hand Divine, that to […]
English Poetry. Janet Hamilton. “Bothwell Brig”. Джанет Гамильтон.
Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) “Bothwell Brig” O, Bonnie Clyde! a shimmering gleam Oot owre thy rippling bosom plays, Whan frae the bricht blue sky o’ June The sun leuks doun on simmer days. But ne’er did glancin’ sunbeams glint, An’ owre thy dancin’ waters play Mair bricht, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 15. Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field One Night. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 21. Из цикла «Барабанный бой». 15. Странную стражу я нес в поле однажды ночью
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 15. Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field One Night Vigil strange I kept on the field one night; When you my son and my comrade dropt at my side that day, One look I but gave which your […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 12. An Army Corps on the March. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 12. An Army Corps on the March With its cloud of skirmishers in advance, With now the sound of a single shot snapping like a whip, and now an irregular volley, The swarming ranks press on and on, the […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 11. Bivouac on a Mountain Side. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 11. Bivouac on a Mountain Side I see before me now a traveling army halting, Below a fertile valley spread, with barns and the orchards of summer, Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt, in places rising high, […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 29. To The States [To Identify the 16th, 17th, or 18th Presidentiad]. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 20. Из цикла «У дороги». 29. Нашим Штатам (В их 16-е, 17-е и 18-е президенства).
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 29. To The States [To Identify the 16th, 17th, or 18th Presidentiad] Why reclining, interrogating? why myself and all drowsing? What deepening twilight-scum floating atop of the waters, Who are they as bats and night-dogs askant in […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 28. Offerings. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 28. Offerings A thousand perfect men and women appear, Around each gathers a cluster of friends, and gay children and youths, with offerings. Walt Whitman’s other poems: Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 10. To the […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 4. Old Ireland. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 4. Old Ireland Far hence amid an isle of wondrous beauty, Crouching over a grave an ancient sorrowful mother, Once a queen, now lean and tatter’d seated on the ground, Her old white hair drooping dishevel’d round her […]
English Poetry. George MacDonald. Traveller’s Song. Джордж Макдональд.
George MacDonald (Джордж Макдональд) Traveller’s Song Bands of dark and bands of light Lie athwart the homeward way; Now we cross a belt of Night, Now a strip of shining Day! Now it is a month of June, Now December’s shivering hour; Now rides high loved memories’ […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 27. Locations and Times. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 27. Locations and Times Locations and times—what is it in me that meets them all, whenever and wherever, and makes me at home? Forms, colors, densities, odors—what is it in me that corresponds with them? Walt Whitman’s […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 26. To Old Age. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 26. To Old Age I see in you the estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours in the great sea. Walt Whitman’s other poems: Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 10. To the […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 25. Thought (Of Equality—as if it harm’d me). Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 25. Thought (Of Equality—as if it harm’d me) Of Equality—as if it harm’d me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself—as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same. […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 24. Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 24. Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour Hast never come to thee an hour, A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles, fashions, wealth? These eager business aims—books, politics, art, amours, To utter nothingness? Walt […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 13. By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 13. By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame By the bivouac’s fitful flame, A procession winding around me, solemn and sweet and slow—but first I note, The tents of the sleeping army, the fields’ and woods’ dim outline, The darkness lit […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 22. Long, Too Long America. Уолт Уитмен. Листья травы. 21. Из цикла «Барабанный бой». 22. Долго, слишком долго, Америка
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 22. Long, Too Long America Long, too long America, Traveling roads all even and peaceful you learn’d from joys and prosperity only, But now, ah now, to learn from crises of anguish, advancing, grappling with direst fate and recoiling […]
English Poetry. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 23. Gliding O’er all. Уолт Уитмен.
Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен) Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 23. Gliding O’er all Gliding o’er all, through all, Through Nature, Time, and Space, As a ship on the waters advancing, The voyage of the soul—not life alone, Death, many deaths I’ll sing. Walt Whitman’s other poems: […]