English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. Bees a-Zwarmèn. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. Bees a-Zwarmèn Avore we went a-milkèn, vive Or six o’s here wer all alive A-teäkèn bees that zwarm’d vrom hive; An’ we’d sich work to catch The hummèn rogues, they led us sich A dance all over hedge an’ ditch; An’ […]
English Poetry. Katharine Lee Bates. Russia. Кэтрин Ли Бейтс.
Katharine Lee Bates (Кэтрин Ли Бейтс) Russia WHAT sudden voice peals to the Caucasus, To Finland and the bitter Caspian, To those Siberian prisons whither man Shall seek as to a shrine, that mutinous, Divine word Liberty? Impetuous She rises, Holy Russia, shakes the ban From her stooped […]
English Poetry. Katharine Lee Bates. Above the Battle. Кэтрин Ли Бейтс.
Katharine Lee Bates (Кэтрин Ли Бейтс) Above the Battle Honor and pity for the smitten field, The valorous ranks mown down like precious corn, Whose want must famish love morn after morn, Till Death, the good physician, shall have healed The craving and the tearspent eyelids sealed. Proud […]
English Poetry. Katharine Lee Bates. The Retinue. Кэтрин Ли Бейтс.
Katharine Lee Bates (Кэтрин Ли Бейтс) The Retinue Archduke Francis Ferdinand, Austrian Heir-Apparent, Rideth through the Shadow Land, not a lone knight errant, But captain of a mighty train, millions upon millions, Armies of the battle-slain, hordes of dim civilians; German ghosts who see their works with tortured […]
English Poetry. Katharine Lee Bates. Yellow Warblers. Кэтрин Ли Бейтс.
Katharine Lee Bates (Кэтрин Ли Бейтс) Yellow Warblers The first faint dawn was flushing up the skies When, dreamland still bewildering mine eyes, I looked out to the oak that, winter-long, — a winter wild with war and woe and wrong — Beyond my casement had been void […]
English Poetry. Katharine Lee Bates. Don’t You See?. Кэтрин Ли Бейтс.
Katharine Lee Bates (Кэтрин Ли Бейтс) Don’t You See? The day was hotter than words can tell, So hot the jelly-fish wouldn’t jell. The halibut went all to butter, And the catfish had only force to utter A faint sea-mew — aye, though some have doubted, The carp […]
English Poetry. Katharine Lee Bates. At Stonehenge. Кэтрин Ли Бейтс.
Katharine Lee Bates (Кэтрин Ли Бейтс) At Stonehenge Grim stones whose gray lips keep your secret well, Our hands that touch you touch an ancient terror, An ancient woe, colossal citadel Of some fierce faith, some heaven-affronting error. Rude-built, as if young Titans on this wold Once played […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Clouds. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) Clouds Down the blue night the unending columns press In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow, Now tread the far South, or lift rounds of snow Up to the white moon’s hidden loveliness. Some pause in their grave wandering comradeless, And turn […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Nobody Comes. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Nobody Comes Tree-leaves labour up and down, And through them the fainting light Succumbs to the crawl of night. Outside in the road the telegraph wire To the town from the darkening land Intones to travellers like a spectral lyre Swept by a […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Weary Walker. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Weary Walker A plain in front of me, And there’s the road Upon it. Wide country, And, too, the road! Past the first ridge another, And still the road Creeps on. Perhaps no other Ridge for the road? Ah! Past […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Light Snow-Fall after Frost. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Light Snow-Fall after Frost On the flat road a man at last appears: How much his whitening hairs Owe to the settling snow’s mute anchorage, And how much to a life’s rough pilgrimage, One cannot certify. The frost is on the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Sheep Fair. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Sheep Fair The day arrives of the autumn fair, And torrents fall, Though sheep in throngs are gathered there, Ten thousand all, Sodden, with hurdles round them reared: And, lot by lot, the pens are cleared, And the auctioneer wrings out his […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Night-Time in Mid-Fall. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Night-Time in Mid-Fall It is a storm-strid night, winds footing swift Through the blind profound; I know the happenings from their sound; Leaves totter down still green, and spin and drift; The tree-trunks rock to their roots, which wrench and lift The loam […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Life and Death at Sunrise. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Life and Death at Sunrise (Near Dogbury Gate, 1867) The hills uncap their tops Of woodland, pasture, copse, And look on the layers of mist At their foot that still persist: They are like awakened sleepers on one elbow lifted, Who gaze […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. Thanksgiving for Victory. Роберт Бернс. Национальные торжества по случаю победы над врагом
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) Thanksgiving for Victory Ye hypocrites! are these your pranks? To murder men, and give God thanks? Desist for shame! proceed no further! God won’t accept your thanks for murther! 1793 Перевод на русский язык Национальные торжества по случаю победы над врагом Да прекратите, подлые […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. On Maria Dancing. Роберт Бернс. Мария танцующая
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) On Maria Dancing How gracefully Maria leads the dance! She’s life itself. I never saw a foot So nimble and so elegant; it speaks, And the sweet whispering poetry it makes Shames the musician. Adriano, or The First of June. Перевод на русский […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. A Fragment («No cold approach, no altered mien…»). Роберт Бернс. Фрагмент («Нас развела не свара волчья…»)
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) A Fragment («No cold approach, no altered mien…») No cold approach, no altered mien; Just what would make suspicion start; No pause the dire extremes between, – He made me blest, and broke my heart. 1792 Перевод на русский язык Фрагмент («Нас развела не […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Twilight. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Twilight So Mary died last night! To-day The news has travelled here. And Robert died at Michaelmas, And Walter died last year. I went at sunset up the lane, I lingered by the stile; I saw the dusky fields that stretched Before […]
English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. A Channel Passage. Руперт Брук.
Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук) A Channel Passage The damned ship lurched and slithered. Quiet and quick My cold gorge rose; the long sea rolled; I knew I must think hard of something, or be sick; And could think hard of only one thing — YOU! You, you […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Translated from Geibel. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Translated from Geibel O say, thou wild, thou oft deceived heart, What mean these noisy throbbings in my breast? After thy long, unutterable woe Wouldst thou not rest? Fall’n from Life’s tree the sweet rose-blossom lies, And fragrant youth has fled. What […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. To Vernon Lee. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) To Vernon Lee On Bellosguardo, when the year was young, We wandered, seeking for the daffodil And dark anemone, whose purples fill The peasant’s plot, between the corn-shoots sprung. Over the grey, low wall the olive flung Her deeper greyness ; far […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. To Sylvia. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) To Sylvia ”O love, lean thou thy cheek to mine, And let the tears together flow”– Such was the song you sang to me Once, long ago. Such was the song you sang; and yet (O be not wroth!) I scarcely knew […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. To Clementina Black. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) To Clementina Black More blest than was of old Diogenes, I have not held my lantern up in vain. Not mine, at least, this evil–to complain: ”There is none honest among all of these.” Our hopes go down that sailed before the […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. The Two Terrors. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) The Two Terrors Two terrors fright my soul by night and day: The first is Life, and with her come the years; A weary, winding train of maidens they, With forward-fronting eyes, too sad for tears; Upon whose kindred faces, blank and grey, […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. The Sequel to a Reminiscence. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) The Sequel to a Reminiscence Not in the street and not in the square, The street and square where you went and came; With shuttered casement your house stands bare, Men hush their voice when they speak your name. I, too, can […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. The Promise of Sleep. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) The Promise of Sleep Put the sweet thoughts from out thy mind, The dreams from out thy breast; No joy for thee–but thou shalt find Thy rest All day I could not work for woe, I could not work nor rest; […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. The Piano-Organ. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) The Piano-Organ My student-lamp is lighted, The books and papers are spread; A sound comes floating upwards, Chasing the thoughts from my head. I open the garret window, Let the music in and the moon; See the woman grin for coppers, While […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. The First Extra. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) The First Extra A Waltz Song. O sway, and swing, and sway, And swing, and sway, and swing! Ah me, what bliss like unto this, Can days and daylight bring? A rose beneath your feet Has fallen from my head; Its odour […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. The Dream. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) The Dream Believe me, this was true last night, Tho’ it is false to-day. — A.M.F. Robinson. A fair dream to my chamber flew: Such a crowd of folk that stirred, Jested, fluttered; only you, You alone of all that band, […]
English Poetry. Elizabeth Barrett-Browning. Past and Future. Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг.
Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг) Past and Future MY future will not copy fair my past On any leaf but Heaven’s. Be fully done, Supernal Will ! I would not fain be one Who, satisfying thirst and breaking fast Upon the fulness of the heart, at last Saith no […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Ralph to Mary. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Ralph to Mary Love, you have led me to the strand, Here, where the stilly, sunset sea, Ever receding silently, Lays bare a shining stretch of sand; Which, as we tread, in waving line, Sinks softly ’neath our moving feet; And looking […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Philosophy. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Philosophy Ere all the world had grown so drear, When I was young and you were here, ’Mid summer roses in summer weather, What pleasant times we’ve had together! We were not Phyllis, simple-sweet, And Corydon; we did not meet By brook […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Out of Town. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Out of Town Out of town the sky was bright and blue, Never fog-cloud, lowering, thick, was seen to frown; Nature dons a garb of gayer hue, Out of town. Spotless lay the snow on field and down, Pure and keen the […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. On the Threshold. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) On the Threshold O God, my dream! I dreamed that you were dead; Your mother hung above the couch and wept Whereon you lay all white, and garlanded With blooms of waxen whiteness. I had crept Up to your chamber-door, which stood ajar, […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Lohengrin. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Lohengrin Back to the mystic shore beyond the main The mystic craft has sped, and left no trace. Ah, nevermore may she behold his face, Nor touch his hand, nor hear his voice again! With hidden front she crouches; all in vain The […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Last Words. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Last Words Dead! all’s done with! — R. Browning. These blossoms that I bring, This song that here I sing, These tears that now I shed, I give unto the dead. There is no more to be done, Nothing beneath […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. June. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) June Last June I saw your face three times; Three times I touched your hand; Now, as before, May month is o’er, And June is in the land. O many Junes shall come and go, Flow’r-footed o’er the mead; O many Junes […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. In the Nower. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) In the Nower To J. De P. Deep in the grass outstretched I lie, Motionless on the hill; Above me is a cloudless sky, Around me all is still: There is no breath, no sound, no stir, The drowsy peace to […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. In a Minor Key. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) In a Minor Key (AN ECHO FROM A LARGER LYRE.) That was love that I had before Years ago, when my heart was young; Ev’ry smile was a gem you wore; Ev’ry word was a sweet song sung. You came–all my […]
English Poetry. Amy Levy. Cambridge in the Long. Эми Леви.
Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Cambridge in the Long Where drowsy sound of college-chimes Across the air is blown, And drowsy fragrance of the limes, I lie and dream alone. A dazzling radiance reigns o’er all– O’er gardens densely green, O’er old grey bridges and the small, […]