English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Jamie. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Jamie In through the kitchen, the boys came trooping: Will, and Sammy, and Bob and Fred, And Johnny and Jamie, the twins, came after, Setting the rafters, a-ring with laughter. Woe for the words I said! I looked at the floor I had […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Ballot. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Ballot So you are through with it, Through with the strain of the fight, And the ballot is won– Now what will you do with it? How will you prove you were right In the things said and done? Oh, in […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Blind Sorrow. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Blind Sorrow One bitter time of mourning, I remember, When day, and night, my sad heart did complain, My life, I said, was one cold, bleak December, And all its pleasures, were but whited pain. Nothing could rouse me from my sullen […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Captive. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Captive My lady is robed for the ball to-night, All in a shimmer and silken sheen. She glides down the stairs like a thing of light, The ballroom’s beautiful queen. Priceless gems on her bosom glow– Half hid by laces a […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Poet. Томас Гарди (Харди). Поэт
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Poet Attentive eyes, fantastic heed, Assessing minds, he does not need, Nor urgent writs to sup or dine, Nor pledges in the roseate wine. For loud acclaim he does not care By the august or rich or fair, Nor for smart […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Camouflage. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Camouflage Camouflage is all the rage. Ladies in their fight with age– Soldiers in their fight with foes– Demagogues who mask and pose In the guise of statesmen–girls Black of eyes with golden curls– Politicians, votes in mind, Smiling, affable and kind, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Peace of Allah. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Peace of Allah I pray the prayer the Easterns do, May the Peace of Allah abide with you. Wherever you stay, wherever you go, May the beautiful palms of Allah grow. Through the days of labor and the — nights of […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Peek-a-Boo. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Peek-a-Boo The cunningest thing that a baby can do Is the very first time it plays peek-a-boo; When it hides its pink little face in its hands, And crows, and shows that it understands What nurse, and mamma and papa, too, […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Over the May Hill. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Over the May Hill All through the night-time, and all through the day-time, Dreading the morning and dreading the night, Nearer and nearer we drift to the May-time Season of beauty and season of blight, Leaves on the linden, and sun on the […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Only a Line. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Only a Line Only a line in the paper, That somebody read aloud, At a table of languid boarders, To the dull indifferent crowd. Markets and deaths–and a marriage: And the reader read them all. How could he know a hope died […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Old. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Old They stood together at the garden gate; They heard the night bird calling to his mate; The sun had set, And all the vines upon the summer bowers, The long green grasses, and the blooming flowers Were dewy wet. The sun’s […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Lais When Young. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Lais When Young Lais when young, and all her charms in flower, Lais, whose beauty was the fateful light That led great ships to anchor in the night And bring their priceless cargoes to her bower, Lais yet found her cup of sweet […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Lady of Tears. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Lady of Tears Through valley and hamlet and city, Wherever humanity dwells, With a heart full of infinite pity, A breast that with sympathy swells, She walks in her beauty immortal. Each household grows sad as she nears, But she crosses at […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. Our Eunuch Dreams. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) Our Eunuch Dreams I Our eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light, Of light and love the tempers of the heart, Whack their boys’ limbs, And, winding-footed in their shawl and sheet, Groom the dark brides, the widows of the night Fold in […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. I, in My Intricate Image. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) * * * I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man’s minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost in metal, The scales of this twin world tread on the double, My half ghost in armour hold hard in […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. On a Fine Morning. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) On a Fine Morning I Whence comes Solace?–Not from seeing What is doing, suffering, being, Not from noting Life’s conditions, Nor from heeding Time’s monitions; But in cleaving to the Dream, And in gazing at the gleam Whereby gray things golden seem. […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. I See the Boys of Summer. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) I See the Boys of Summer I I see the boys of summer in their ruin Lay the gold tithings barren, Setting no store by harvest, freeze the soils; There in their heat the winter floods Of frozen loves they fetch their girls, […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. Now. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) Now Now Say nay, Man dry man, Dry lover mine The deadrock base and blow the flowered anchor, Should he, for centre sake, hop in the dust, Forsake, the fool, the hardiness of anger. Now Say nay, Sir no say, Death to the […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. Then Was My Neophyte. Дилан Томас. Тогда мой неофит
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) * * * Then was my neophyte, Child in white blood bent on its knees Under the bell of rocks, Ducked in the twelve, disciple seas The winder of the water-clocks Calls a green day and night. My sea hermaphrodite, Snail of man in […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. The Seed-At-Zero. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) The Seed-At-Zero The seed-at-zero shall not storm That town of ghosts, the trodden womb, With her rampart to his tapping, No god-in-hero tumble down Like a tower on the town Dumbly and divinely stumbling Over the manwaging line. The seed-at-zero shall not […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. Author’s Prologue. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) Author’s Prologue This day winding down now At God speeded summer’s end In the torrent salmon sun, In my seashaken house On a breakneck of rocks Tangled with chirrup and fruit, Froth, flute, fin, and quill At a wood’s dancing hoof, By scummed, […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. There Was a Saviour. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) * * * There was a saviour Rarer than radium, Commoner than water, crueller than truth; Children kept from the sun Assembled at his tongue To hear the golden note turn in a groove, Prisoners of wishes locked their eyes In the jails and […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. When All My Five and Country Senses See. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) * * * When all my five and country senses see, The fingers will forget green thumbs and mark How, through the halfmoon’s vegetable eye, Husk of young stars and handfull zodiac, Love in the frost is pared and wintered by, The whispering ears […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Mad Judy. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Mad Judy When the hamlet hailed a birth Judy used to cry: When she heard our christening mirth She would kneel and sigh. She was crazed, we knew, and we Humoured her infirmity. When the daughters and the sons Gathered them to […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. The Runes of Weland’s Sword. Редьярд Киплинг. Руны на виландовом мече
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) The Runes of Weland’s Sword A smith makes me To betray my Man In my first fight. To gather Gold At the world’s end I am sent. The Gold I gather Comes into England Out of deep Water. Like a shining […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. In the Moonlight. Томас Гарди (Харди). В лунном свете
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) In the Moonlight “O lonely workman, standing there In a dream, why do you stare and stare At her grave, as no other grave where there?” “If your great gaunt eyes so importune Her soul by the shine of this corpse-cold moon, […]
English Poetry. Dylan Thomas. A Letter to My Aunt. Дилан Томас.
Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) A Letter to My Aunt A Letter To My Aunt Discussing The Correct Approach To Modern Poetry To you, my aunt, who would explore The literary Chankley Bore, The paths are hard, for you are not A literary Hottentot But just a kind […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. His Immortality. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) His Immortality I I saw a dead man’s finer part Shining within each faithful heart Of those bereft. Then said I: “This must be His immortality.” II I looked there as the seasons wore, And still his soul continuously upbore […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Third Collection. The New House a-gettèn Wold. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Third Collection. The New House a-gettèn Wold Ah! when our wedded life begun, Theäse clean-wall’d house of ours wer new; Wi’ thatch as yollor as the zun Avore the cloudless sky o’ blue; The sky o’ blue that then did bound The blue-hilled worold’s […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Third Collection. Zummer Winds. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Third Collection. Zummer Winds Let me work, but mid noo tie Hold me vrom the oben sky, When zummer winds, in plaÿsome flight, Do blow on vields in noon-day light, Or ruslèn trees, in twilight night. Sweet’s a stroll, By flow’ry knowl, or blue-feäcèd […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Third Collection. Come. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Third Collection. Come Wull ye come in eärly Spring, Come at Easter, or in Maÿ? Or when Whitsuntide mid bring Longer light to show your waÿ? Wull ye come, if you be true, Vor to quicken love anew. Wull ye call in Spring or […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. The Lilac. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. The Lilac Dear lilac-tree, a-spreadèn wide Thy purple blooth on ev’ry zide, As if the hollow sky did shed Its blue upon thy flow’ry head; Oh! whether I mid sheäre wi’ thee Thy open aïr, my bloomèn tree, Or zee thy blossoms […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. The Water Crowvoot. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. The Water Crowvoot O’ small-feäc’d flow’r that now dost bloom To stud wi’ white the shallow Frome, An’ leäve the clote to spread his flow’r On darksome pools o’ stwoneless Stour, When sof’ly-rizèn aïrs do cool The water in the sheenèn pool, […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. The Zummer Hedge. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. The Zummer Hedge As light do gleäre in ev’ry ground, Wi’ boughy hedges out a-round A-climmèn up the slopèn brows O’ hills, in rows o’ sheädy boughs: The while the hawthorn buds do blow As thick as stars, an’ white as snow; […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Spring. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Spring Now the zunny aïr’s a-blowèn Softly over flowers a-growèn; An’ the sparklèn light do quiver On the ivy-bough an’ river; Bleätèn lambs, wi’ woolly feäces, Now do plaÿ, a-runnèn reäces; An’ the springèn Lark’s a-zingèn, Lik’ a dot avore the cloud, […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. Second Collection. Zun-zet. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) Second Collection. Zun-zet Where the western zun, unclouded, Up above the grey hill-tops, Did sheen drough ashes, lofty sh’ouded. On the turf bezide the copse, In zummer weather, We together, Sorrow-slightèn, work-vorgettèn. Gambol’d wi’ the zun a-zetten. There, by flow’ry bows o’ bramble, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Embarcation. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Embarcation Southampton Docks: October 1899 Here, where Vespasian’s legions struck the sands, And Cendric with the Saxons entered in, And Henry’s army lept afloat to win Convincing triumphs over neighboring lands, Vaster battalions press for further strands, To argue in the […]
English Poetry. Robert Browning. A Serenade at the Villa. Роберт Браунинг.
Robert Browning (Роберт Браунинг) A Serenade at the Villa I That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained and tight Tent of heaven, a planet small: Life was dead and so was light. II […]
English Poetry. Robert Browning. The Real and True and Sure. Роберт Браунинг.
Robert Browning (Роберт Браунинг) The Real and True and Sure Marriage on earth seems such a counterfeit, Mere imitation of the inimitable: In heaven we have the real and true and sure. ’Tis there they neither marry nor are given In marriage but are as the angels: right, […]
English Poetry. Robert Browning. Protus. Роберт Браунинг.
Robert Browning (Роберт Браунинг) Protus Among these latter busts we count by scores, Half-emperors and quarter-emperors, Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest, Loric and low-browed Gorgon on the breast,— One loves a baby face, with violets there, Violets instead of laurel in the hair, As those were […]