English Poetry. John Clare. Autumn. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) Autumn The thistledown’s flying, though the winds are all still, On the green grass now lying, now mounting the hill, The spring from the fountain now boils like a pot; Through stones past the counting it bubbles red-hot. The ground parched and cracked […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The World’s Justice. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The World’s Justice If the sudden tidings came That on some far, foreign coast, Buried ages long from fame, Had been found a remnant lost Of that hoary race who dwelt By the golden Nile divine, Spake the Pharaoh’s tongue and knelt At the […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. In Exile. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) In Exile “Since that day till now our life is one unbroken paradise. We live a true brotherly life. Every evening after supper we take a seat under the mighty oak and sing our songs.” — Extract from a letter of a Russian […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The South. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The South Night, and beneath star-blazoned summer skies Behold the Spirit of the musky South, A creole with still-burning, languid eyes, Voluptuous limbs and incense-breathing mouth: Swathed in spun gauze is she, From fibres of her own anana tree. Within these sumptuous woods […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Chopin. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Chopin I A dream of interlinking hands, of feet Tireless to spin the unseen, fairy woof Of the entangling waltz. Bright eyebeams meet, Gay laughter echoes from the vaulted roof. Warm perfumes rise; the soft unflickering glow Of branching lights sets off the […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Venus of the Louvre. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Venus of the Louvre Down the long hall she glistens like a star, The foam-born mother of Love, transfixed to stone, Yet none the less immortal, breathing on. Time’s brutal hand hath maimed but could not mar. When first […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. To R.W.E.. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) To R.W.E. As when a father dies, his children draw About the empty hearth, their loss to cheat With uttered praise & love, & oft repeat His all-familiar words with whispered awe. The honored habit of his daily law, […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The Supreme Sacrifice. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The Supreme Sacrifice Well-nigh two thousand years hath Israel Suffered the scorn of man for love of God; Endured the outlaw’s ban, the yoke, the rod, With perfect patience. Empires rose and fell, Around him Nebo was adored and […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The Cranes of Ibicus. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The Cranes of Ibicus Here was a man who watched the river flow Past the huge town, one gray November day. Round him in narrow high-piled streets at play The boys made merry as they saw him go, Murmuring half-loud, with eyes […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Marriage Bells. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Marriage Bells Music and silver chimes and sunlit air, Freighted with the scent of honeyed orange-flower; Glad, friendly festal faces everywhere. She, rapt from all in this unearthly hour, With cloudlike, cast-back veil and faint-flushed cheek, In bridal […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Life and Art. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Life and Art Not while the fever of the blood is strong, The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less With passion than with tears, the Muse shall bless The poet-sould to help and soothe with song. […]
English Poetry. John Clare. A World for Love. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) A World for Love Oh, the world is all too rude for thee, with much ado and care; Oh, this world is but a rude world, and hurts a thing so fair; Was there a nook in which the world had never been to […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Influence. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Influence The fervent, pale-faced Mother ere she sleep, Looks out upon the zigzag-lighted square, The beautiful bare trees, the blue night-air, The revelation of the star-strewn deep, World above world, and heaven over heaven. Between the tree-tops and […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport Here, where the noises of the busy town, The ocean’s plunge and roar can enter not, We stand and gaze around with tearful awe, And muse upon the consecrated spot. No signs of life are […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. From One Augur to Another. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) From One Augur to Another So, Calchas, on the sacred Palatine, You thought of Mopsus, and o’er wastes of sea A flower brought your message. I divine (Through my deep art) the kindly mockery That played about your lips […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. 1492. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) 1492 Thou two-faced year, Mother of Change and Fate, Didst weep when Spain cast forth with flaming sword, The children of the prophets of the Lord, Prince, priest, and people, spurned by zealot hate. Hounded from sea to sea, from […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Symphonic Studies (After Schumann). Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Symphonic Studies (After Schumann) Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in harmony With the wild, restless tone of air and sky. Shall we not call im Prospero who held In […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Destiny. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Destiny 1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass, Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells, And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan swells. The air is starred with flags, the chanted mass Throngs all the churches, yet the broad streets swarm With glad-eyed groups […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. City Visions. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) City Visions I As the blind Milton’s memory of light, The deaf Beethoven’s phantasy of tone, Wroght joys for them surpassing all things known In our restricted sphere of sound and sight,– So while the glaring streets of brick and stone Vix with […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The Taming of the Falcon. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The Taming of the Falcon The bird sits spelled upon the lithe brown wrist Of yonder turbaned fowler, who had lamed No feather limb, but the winged spirit tamed With his compelling eye. He need not trust The silken […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. The New Ezekiel. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) The New Ezekiel What, can these dead bones live, whose sap is dried By twenty scorching centuries of wrong? Is this the House of Israel, whose pride Is as a tale that’s told, an ancient song? Are these ignoble […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Sympathy. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Sympathy Therefore I dare reveal my private woe, The secret blots of my imperfect heart, Nor strive to shrink or swell mine own desert, Nor beautify nor hide. For this I know, That even as I am, thou also […]
English Poetry. John Clare. The Peasant Poet. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) The Peasant Poet He loved the brook’s soft sound, The swallow swimming by. He loved the daisy-covered ground, The cloud-bedappled sky. To him the dismal storm appeared The very voice of God; And when the evening rack was reared Stood Moses with his rod. […]
English Poetry. William Blake. Songs of Innocence. The Echoing Green. Уильям Блейк. Песни невинности. Зеленое ау
William Blake (Уильям Блейк) Songs of Innocence. The Echoing Green The sun does arise, And make happy the skies; The merry bells ring To welcome the spring; The skylark and thrush, The birds of the bush, Sing louder around To the bell’s cheerful sound, While our sports shall […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. St. Michael’s Chapel. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) St. Michael’s Chapel When the vexed hubbub of our world of gain Roars round about me as I walk the street, The myriad noise of Traffic, and the beat Of Toil’s incessant hammer, the fierce strain Of struggle hand to […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Echoes. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Echoes Late-born and woman-souled I dare not hope, The freshness of the elder lays, the might Of manly, modern passion shall alight Upon my Muse’s lips, nor may I cope (Who veiled and screened by womanhood must grope) […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Critic and Poet. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Critic and Poet An Apologue. (“Poetry must be simple, sensuous, or impassioned; this man is neither simple, sensuous, nor impassioned; therefore he is not a poet.”) No man had ever heard a nightingale, When once a keen-eyed naturalist was stirred […]
English Poetry. Emma Lazarus. Assurance. Эмма Лазарус.
Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Assurance Last night I slept, and when I woke her kiss Still floated on my lips. For we had strayed Together in my dream, through some dim glade, Where the shy moonbeams scarce dared light our bliss. The air was […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. On a Country Laird. Роберт Бернс. Эпиграмма на сельского лэрда («Молитву Богу возносить…»)
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On a Country Laird Bless Jesus Christ, O Cardoness, With grateful lifted eyes, Who said that not the soul alone, But body too, shall rise: For had he said ‘The soul alone From death I will deliver,’ Alas, alas! O Cardoness, Then hadst thou […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. Reply to a Note from Capt. Riddell. Роберт Бернс. Ответ на приглашение капитана Ридделла
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) Reply to a Note from Capt. Riddell Dear Sir, at ony time or tide, I’d rather sit with you than ride, Tho’ ’twere wi’ royal Geordie; And troth! your kindness, soon and late, Aft gars me to mysel look blate; The Lord in Heaven […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. Epigram on Elphinstone’s Translation of Martial’s Epigrams. Роберт Бернс. Эпиграмма на Эльфинстона, переводчика эпиграмм Марциала
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) Epigram on Elphinstone’s Translation of Martial’s Epigrams O thou whom Poetry abhors, Whom Prose has turned out of doors, Heard’st thou yon groan?-proceed no further, ’Twas laurel’d Martial calling murther. 1787 Перевод на русский язык Эпиграмма на Эльфинстона, переводчика эпиграмм Марциала О ты, кто […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Life’s Key. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Life’s Key The hand that fashioned me, tuned my ear To chord with the major key, In the darkest moments of life I hear Strains of courage, and hope, and cheer From choirs that I cannot see. And the music of life seems […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Sun Shadows. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Sun Shadows There never was success so nobly gained, Or victory so free from selfish dross But in the winning some one had been pained Or some one suffered loss. There never was so nobly planned a féte Or festal throng with […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Why I Love Her. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Why I Love Her Why do I love my sweetheart? Well I really never tried to tell. I love her mayhap for her smile, So innocent and free from guile. Perhaps I love her for her mien, So calmly cheerful and serene; […]
English Poetry. John Clare. To Mary. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) To Mary I sleep with thee, and wake with thee, And yet thou art not there; I fill my arms with thoughts of thee, And press the common air. Thy eyes are gazing upon mine, When thou art out of sight; My lips are […]
English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. The Word. Элла Уилкокс.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Word Oh, a word is a gem, or a stone, or a song, Or a flame, or a two-edged sword; Or a rose in bloom, or a sweet perfume, Or a drop of gall, is a word. You may choose your […]
English Poetry. John McCrae. Slumber Songs. Джон Маккрей.
John McCrae (Джон Маккрей) Slumber Songs I Sleep, little eyes That brim with childish tears amid thy play, Be comforted! No grief of night can weigh Against the joys that throng thy coming day. Sleep, little heart! There is no place in Slumberland for tears: Life […]
English Poetry. John McCrae. Unsolved. Джон Маккрей.
John McCrae (Джон Маккрей) Unsolved Amid my books I lived the hurrying years, Disdaining kinship with my fellow man; Alike to me were human smiles and tears, I cared not whither Earth’s great life-stream ran, Till as I knelt before my mouldered shrine, God made me look […]
English Poetry. John McCrae. The Warrior. Джон Маккрей.
John McCrae (Джон Маккрей) The Warrior He wrought in poverty, the dull grey days, But with the night his little lamp-lit room Was bright with battle flame, or through a haze Of smoke that stung his eyes he heard the boom Of Bluecher’s guns; he shared Almeida’s […]
English Poetry. John McCrae. The Unconquered Dead. Джон Маккрей.
John McCrae (Джон Маккрей) The Unconquered Dead ”. . . defeated, with great loss.” Not we the conquered! Not to us the blame Of them that flee, of them that basely yield; Nor ours the shout of victory, the fame Of them that vanquish in a stricken […]