English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Prayer. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Prayer Since that I may not have Love on this side the grave, Let me imagine Love. Since not mine is the bliss Of ’claspt hands and lips that kiss,’ Let me in dreams it prove. What tho’ as the years roll […]

English Poetry. Robert Louis Stevenson. A Child’s Garden of Verses. The Child Alone. 6. Block City. Роберт Льюис Стивенсон. Детский сад стихов. Ребёнок, играющий один. 6. Город из деревяшек

Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон) A Child’s Garden of Verses. The Child Alone. 6. Block City What are you able to build with your blocks? Castles and palaces, temples and docks. Rain may keep raining, and others go roam, But I can be happy and building at […]

English Poetry. Amy Levy. A London Plane-Tree. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A London Plane-Tree Green is the plane-tree in the square, The other trees are brown; They droop and pine for country air; The plane-tree loves the town. Here from my garret-pane, I mark The plane-tree bud and blow, Shed her recuperative bark, […]

English Poetry. Amy Levy. A June-Tide Echo. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A June-Tide Echo (After a Richter Concert.) In the long, sad time, when the sky was grey, And the keen blast blew through the city drear, When delight had fled from the night and the day, My chill heart whispered, ” […]

English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Greek Girl. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Greek Girl I may not weep, not weep, and he is dead. A weary, weary weight of tears unshed Through the long day in my sad heart I bear; The horrid sun with all unpitying glare Shines down into the dreary weaving-room, […]

English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Farewell. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Farewell (After Heine.) The sad rain falls from Heaven, A sad bird pipes and sings ; I am sitting here at my window And watching the spires of ”King’s.” O fairest of all fair places, Sweetest of all sweet […]

English Poetry. Amy Levy. A Dirge. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Dirge ”Mein Herz, mein Herz ist traurig Doch lustig leuchtet der Mai” There’s May amid the meadows, There’s May amid the trees; Her May-time note the cuckoo Sends forth upon the breeze. Above the rippling river May swallows skim and […]