English Poetry. John Clare. The Flitting. Джон Клэр.

John Clare (Джон Клэр) The Flitting I’ve left my own old home of homes, Green fields and every pleasant place; The summer like a stranger comes, I pause and hardly know her face. I miss the hazel’s happy green, The blue bell’s quiet hanging blooms, Where envy’s sneer […]

English Poetry. John Clare. Death. Джон Клэр.

John Clare (Джон Клэр) Death Why should man’s high aspiring mind Burn in him with so proud a breath, When all his haughty views can find In this world yields to death? The fair, the brave, the vain, the wise, The rich, the poor, the great, and small, […]

English Poetry. Robert Burns. On the Author Being Threatened with His Resentment. Роберт Бернс. Лорду Галлоуэю, пригрозившему испортить жизнь Роберту Бернсу за его эпиграммы

Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On the Author Being Threatened with His Resentment Spare me thy vengeance, Galloway, In quiet let me live: I ask no kindness at thy hand, For thou hast none to give. 1793 Перевод на русский язык Лорду Галлоуэю, пригрозившему испортить жизнь Роберту Бернсу за […]

English Poetry. Robert Burns. On Seeing the Beautiful Seat of Lord Galloway. Роберт Бернс. В тот день, когда я увидел прекрасную усадьбу лорда Галлоуэя

Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On Seeing the Beautiful Seat of Lord Galloway What dost thou in that mansion fair? Flit, Galloway, and find Some narrow, dirty, dungeon cave, The picture of thy mind! 1793 Перевод на русский язык В тот день, когда я увидел прекрасную усадьбу лорда Галлоуэя […]

English Poetry. Robert Burns. On Being Shewn a Beautiful Country Seat. Роберт Бернс. В тот день, когда лэрд Кардонесс показал нам свою усадьбу

Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On Being Shewn a Beautiful Country Seat We grant they’re thine, those beauties all, So lovely in our eye; Keep them, thou eunuch, Cardoness, For others to enjoy! 1794 Перевод на русский язык В тот день, когда лэрд Кардонесс показал нам свою усадьбу Ты […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Spring Star. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Spring Star I. Over the lamp-lit street, Trodden by hurrying feet, Where mostly pulse and beat Life’s throbbing veins, See where the April star, Blue-bright as sapphires are, Hangs in deep heavens far, Waxes and wanes. Strangely alive it seems, Darting keen, […]

English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. A June Night. Эмма Лазарус.

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) A June Night Ten o’clock: the broken moon Hangs not yet a half hour high, Yellow as a shield of brass, In the dewy air of June, Poised between the vaulted sky And the ocean’s liquid glass. Earth lies in the shadow still; […]