English Poetry. Robert Burns. To Mr. Mackenzie, Surgeon, Mauchline. Роберт Бернс. Мистеру Макензи, хирургу из Мо́хлина
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) To Mr. Mackenzie, Surgeon, Mauchline Friday first’s the day appointed By the Right Worshipful anointed, To hold our grand procession; To get a blad o’ Johnie’s morals, And taste a swatch o’ Manson’s barrels I’ the way of our profession. The Master and […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. To the Beautiful Eliza J –– n. Роберт Бернс. На красавицу Элизу Д –– н
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) To the Beautiful Eliza J –– n How, Liberty! girl, can it be by thee named? And Equality too! hussey, art not asthamed? Free and Equal, indeed? while mankind thou enchainest, And over their hearts a proud despot thou reignest! 1794 Перевод на русский […]
English Poetry. Robert Burns. Addressed to a Lady Whom the Author Feared He Had Offended. Роберт Бернс. Стихи, написанные для некоей Леди из боязни, что Автор мог нечаянно обидеть её
Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс) Addressed to a Lady Whom the Author Feared He Had Offended Rusticity’s ungainly form May cloud the highest mind; But when the heart is nobly warm, The good excuse will find. Propriety’s cold cautious rules Warm fervour may o’erlook; But spare poor sensibility […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Winter Song. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Winter Song Rain and wind, and wind and rain. Will the Summer come again? Rain on houses, on the street, Wetting all the people’s feet, Though they run with might and main. Rain and wind, and wind and rain. Snow and sleet, […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Death, That Struck When I Was Most Confiding. Эмили Бронте.
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) * * * Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time’s withered branch dividing From the fresh root of Eternity! Leaves, upon Time’s branch, were growing brightly, Full of sap, […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. When I was a Bird. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) When I was a Bird I climbed up the karaka tree Into a nest all made of leaves But soft as feathers. I made up a song that went on singing all by itself And hadn’t any words, but got sad at the end. […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Waves. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Waves I saw a tiny God Sitting Under a bright blue umbrella That had white tassels And forked ribs of gold. Below him His little world Lay open to the sun. The shadow of His hat Lay upon a city. When he stretched […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Villa Pauline. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Villa Pauline But, ah! before he came You were only a name: Four little rooms and a cupboard Without a bone, And I was alone! Now with your windows wide Everything from outside Of sun and flower and loveliness Comes in to hide, […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. To L. H. B. (1894-1915). Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) To L. H. B. (1894-1915) Last night for the first time since you were dead I walked with you, my brother, in a dream. We were at home again beside the stream Fringed with tall berry bushes, white and red. ”Don’t touch them: they […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. To God the Father. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) To God the Father To the little, pitiful God I make my prayer, The God with the long grey beard And flowing robe fastened with a hempen girdle Who sits nodding and muttering on the all-too-big throne of Heaven. What a long, long […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. There was a Child Once. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) * * * There was a child once. He came to play in my garden; He was quite pale and silent. Only when he smiled I knew everything about him, I knew what he had in his pockets, And I knew the feel […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Wounded Bird. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Wounded Bird In the wide bed Under the freen embroidered quilt With flowers and leaves always in soft motion She is like a wounded bird resting on a pool. The hunter threw his dart And hit her breast,– Hit her but […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Sea-Child. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Sea-Child Into the world you sent her, mother, Fashioned her body of coral and foam, Combed a wave in her hair’s warm smother, And drove her away from home In the dark of the night she crept to the town And […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Quarrel. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Quarrel Our quarrel seemed a giant thing, It made the room feel mean and small, The books, the lamp, the furniture, The very pictures on the wall– Crowded upon us as we sat Pale and terrified, face to face. ”Why do […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Family. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Family Hinemoa, Tui, Maina, All of them were born together; They are quite an extra special Set of babies–wax and leather. Every day they took an airing; Mummy made them each a bonnet; Two were cherry, one was yellow With a […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Anticipation. Эмили Бронте.
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) Anticipation How beautiful the earth is still, To thee – how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or unreal phantoms of distress! How spring can bring thee glory, yet, And summer win thee to forget December’s sullen time! Why dost […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. The Arabian Shawl. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Arabian Shawl ”It is cold outside, you will need a coat– What! this old Arabian shawl! Bind it about your head and throat, These steps… it is dark… my hand… you might fall.” What has happened? What strange, sweet charm Lingers […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Stars. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Stars Most merciful God Look kindly upon An impudent child Who wants sitting on. This evening late I went to the door And then to the gate There were more stars–more Than I could have expected, Even I! I was amazed, Almighty, August! […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Sorrowing Love. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Sorrowing Love And again the flowers are come, And the light shakes, And no tiny voice is dumb, And a bud breaks On the humble bush and the proud restless tree. Come with me! Look, this little flower is pink, And this […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Song of the Little White Girl. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Song of the Little White Girl Cabbage tree, cabbage tree, what is the matter? Why are you shaking so? Why do you chatter? Because it is just a white baby you see, And it’s the black ones you like, cabbage tree? Cabbage […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Song by the Window Before Bed. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Song by the Window Before Bed Little Star, little Star, Come down quick. The Moon is a bogey-man; He’ll eat you certain if he can. Little Star, little Star, Come down quick! Little Star, little Star, Whisper ”Yes.” The trees are just […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Sanary. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Sanary Her little hot room looked over the bay Through a stiff palisade of glinting palms, And there she would lie in the heat of the day, Her dark head resting upon her arms, So quiet, so still, she did not seem To […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Out in the Garden. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) * * * Out in the garden, Out in the windy, swinging dark, Under the trees and over the flower-beds, Over the grass and under the hedge border, Someone is sweeping, sweeping, Some old gardener. Out in the windy, swinging dark, Someone is […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. On a Young Lady’s Sixth Anniversary. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) On a Young Lady’s Sixth Anniversary Baby Babbles–only one, Now to sit up has begun. Little Babbles quite turned two Walks as well as I and you. And Miss Babbles one, two, three, Has a teaspoon at her tea. But […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Now I am a Plant, a Weed…. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Now I am a Plant, a Weed… Now I am a plant, a weed, Bending and swinging On a rocky ledge; And now I am a long brown grass Fluttering like flame; I am a reed; An old shell singing For ever the […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Loneliness. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Loneliness Now it is Loneliness who comes at night Instead of Sleep, to sit beside my bed. Like a tired child I lie and wait her tread, I watch her softly blowing out the light. Motionless sitting, neither left or right She turns, […]
English Poetry. Emily Jane Brontë. Remembrance. Эмили Бронте.
Emily Jane Brontë (Эмили Бронте) Remembrance Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time’s all-severing wave? Now, when alone, do my thoughts no […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Grown-Up Talk. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Grown-Up Talk Half-Past-Six and I were talking In a very grown-up way; We had got so tired with running That we did not want to play. ”How do babies come, I wonder,” He said, looking at the sky, ”Does God mix the […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Firelight. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Firelight Playing in the fire and twilight together, My little son and I, Suddenly–woefully–I stoop to catch him. ”Try, mother, try!” Old Nurse Silence lifts a silent finger: ”Hush! cease your play!” What happened? What in that tiny moment Flew away? Katherine […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Fairy Tale. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Fairy Tale Now this is the story of Olaf Who ages and ages ago Lived right on the top of a mountain, A mountain all covered with snow. And he was quite pretty and tiny With beautiful curling fair hair And small […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Evening Song of the Thoughtful Child. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Evening Song of the Thoughtful Child Shadow children, thin and small, Now the day is left behind, You are dancing on the wall, On the curtains, on the blind. On the ceiling, children, too, Peeping round the nursery door, Let me come […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Deaf House Agent. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Deaf House Agent That deaf old man With his hand to his ear– His hand to hi head stood out like a shell, Horny and hollow. He said, ”I can’t hear,” He muttered, ”Don’t shout, I can hear very well!” He mumbled, […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Camomile Tea. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Camomile Tea Outside the sky is light with stars; There’s a hollow roaring from the sea. And, alas! for the little almond flowers, The wind is shaking the almond tree. How little I thought, a year ago, In the horrible cottage upon […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. Butterfly Laughter. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) Butterfly Laughter In the middle of our porridge plates There was a blue butterfly painted And each morning we tried who should reach the butterfly first. Then the Grandmother said: ”Do not eat the poor butterfly.” That made us laugh. Always she said […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. A Little Girl’s Prayer. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) A Little Girl’s Prayer Grant me the moment, the lovely moment That I may lean forth to see The other buds, the other blooms, The other leaves on the tree: That I may take into my bosom The breeze that is like […]
English Poetry. Katherine Mansfield. A Fine Day. Кэтрин Мэнсфилд.
Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) A Fine Day After all the rain, the sun Shines on hill and grassy mead; Fly into the garden, child, You are very glad indeed. For the days have been so dull, Oh, so special dark and drear, That you told me, ”Mr. […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. The Evenèn Star o’ Zummer. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. The Evenèn Star o’ Zummer When vu’st along theäse road vrom mill, I zeed ye hwome all up the hill, The poplar tree, so straïght an’ tall, Did rustle by the watervall; An’ in the leäze the cows war all A-lyèn […]
English Poetry. Robert Louis Stevenson. A Child’s Garden of Verses. The Child Alone. 5. My Treasures. Роберт Льюис Стивенсон. Детский сад стихов. Ребёнок, играющий один. 5. Мои сокровища
Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон) A Child’s Garden of Verses. The Child Alone. 5. My Treasures These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest, Where all my tin soldiers are lying at rest, Were gathered in Autumn by nursie and me In a wood […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. The Sky a-cleärèn. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. The Sky a-cleärèn The drevèn scud that overcast The zummer sky is all a-past, An’ softer aïr, a-blowèn drough The quiv’rèn boughs, do sheäke the vew Last raïn drops off the leaves lik’ dew; An’ peäviers, now a-gettèn dry, Do steam […]
English Poetry. William Barnes. First Collection. Summer. The Meäd a-mow’d. Уильям Барнс.
William Barnes (Уильям Барнс) First Collection. Summer. The Meäd a-mow’d When sheädes do vail into ev’ry hollow, An’ reach vrom trees half athirt the groun’; An’ banks an’ walls be a-lookèn yollow, That be a-turn’d to the zun gwaïn down; Drough haÿ in cock, O, We all do […]