English Poetry. Anna Laetitia Barbauld. To Mr. [S.T.] C[oleridge]. Анна-Летиция Барбо.
Anna Laetitia Barbauld (Анна-Летиция Барбо) To Mr. [S.T.] C[oleridge] Midway the hill of science, after steep And rugged paths that tire the unpractised feet, A grove extends; in tangled mazes wrought, And filled with strange enchantment: dubious shapes Flit through dim glades, and lure the eager foot Of […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To a Lady who Presented to the Author a Lock of Hair Braided with his own, and appointed a Night in December to meet him in the Garden. Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To a Lady who Presented to the Author a Lock of Hair Braided with his own, and appointed a Night in December to meet him in the Garden These locks, which fondly thus entwine, In firmer chains our hearts confine, Than all […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. Thoughts Suggested by a College Examination. Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) Thoughts Suggested by a College Examination High in the midst, surrounded by his peers, Magnus his ample front sublime uprears: Plac’d on his chair of state, he seems a God, While Sophs and Freshmen tremble at his nod; As all around sit […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To Caroline (When I hear you express an affection so warm). Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To Caroline (When I hear you express an affection so warm) 1. When I hear you express an affection so warm, Ne’er think, my belov’d, that I do not believe; For your lip would the soul of suspicion disarm, […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To M.S.G. (When I dream that you love me, you’ll surely forgive). Джордж Гордон Байрон. К М.С.Г. (О! Если мне порой в прекрасном сновиденьи)
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To M.S.G. (When I dream that you love me, you’ll surely forgive) 1. When I dream that you love me, you’ll surely forgive; Extend not your anger to sleep; For in visions alone your affection can live,— I rise, […]
English Poetry. Matthew Arnold. Kaiser Dead. Мэтью Арнольд.
Matthew Arnold (Мэтью Арнольд) Kaiser Dead What, Kaiser dead? The heavy news Post-haste to Cobham calls the Muse, From where in Farringford she brews The ode sublime, Or with Pen-bryn’s bold bard pursues A rival rhyme. Kai’s bracelet tail, Kai’s busy feet, Were known to all the […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Love Inducin Christian Conduct. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Love Inducin Christian Conduct When understand my meaning by my words, How sense of mercy unto faith affords Both grace to sanctify, and holy make That soul that of forgiveness doth partake. Thus having briefly showed you what is The way of […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Of the Going down of the Sun. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Of the Going down of the Sun What, hast thou run thy race, art going down? Thou seemest angry, why dost on us frown? Yea, wrap thy head with clouds and hide thy face, As threatening to withdraw from us thy grace? O leave […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Upon the Swallow. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Upon the Swallow This pretty bird, O! how she flies and sings, But could she do so if she had not wings? Her wings bespeak my faith, her songs my peace; When I believe and sing my doubtings cease. John Bunyan’s other poems: Upon […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Upon Fire. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Upon Fire Who falls into the fire shall burn with heat; While those remote scorn from it to retreat. Yea, while those in it, cry out, O! I burn, Some farther off those cries to laughter turn. Comparison. While some tormented are […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Of Godly Fear. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Of Godly Fear Us godly fear delightful unto thee, That fear that God himself delights to see Bear sway in them that love him? then he will Thy godly mind in this request fulfil. By giving thee a fear that tremble shall, […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. From Mount Gerizzim. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) From Mount Gerizzim Besides what I said of the Four Last Things, And of the weal and woe that from them springs; An after-word still runneth in my mind, Which I shall here expose unto that wind That may it blow into […]
English Poetry. Anne Bannerman. The Festival of St. Magnus the Martyr. Энн Баннерман.
Anne Bannerman (Энн Баннерман) The Festival of St. Magnus the Martyr THE first time Sir Ewaine ahunting went, The light spring leaves were on the tree, And the Ladie Ellenor sat in her hall, That gallant train to see…. When Sir Ewaine return’d from that hunting, The […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To Caroline (Oh! when shall the grave hide for ever my sorrow?). Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To Caroline (Oh! when shall the grave hide for ever my sorrow?) 1. Oh! when shall the grave hide for ever my sorrow? Oh! when shall my soul wing her flight from this clay? The present is hell! and the […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. Epitaph on a Beloved Friend. Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) Epitaph on a Beloved Friend Oh, Friend! for ever lov’d, for ever dear! What fruitless tears have bathed thy honour’d bier! What sighs re-echo’d to thy parting breath, Whilst thou wast struggling in the pangs of death! Could tears retard the tyrant […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. On a Change of Masters at a Great Public School. Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) On a Change of Masters at a Great Public School Where are those honours, Ida! once your own, When Probus fill’d your magisterial throne? As ancient Rome, fast falling to disgrace, Hail’d a Barbarian in her Cæsar’s place, So you, degenerate, share […]
English Poetry. Matthew Arnold. The Charge. Мэтью Арнольд.
Matthew Arnold (Мэтью Арнольд) The Charge They outtalked thee, hissed thee, tore thee? Better men fared thus before thee; Fired their ringing shot and pass’d, Hotly charged- and sank at last. Charge once more, then, and be dumb! Let the victors, when they come, When the forts of […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To Caroline (You say you love, and yet your eye). Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To Caroline (You say you love, and yet your eye) 1. You say you love, and yet your eye No symptom of that love conveys, You say you love, yet know not why, Your cheek no sign of love betrays. […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. To the Reader. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) To the Reader The title page will show, if there thou look, Who are the proper subjects of this book. They’re boys and girls of all sorts and degrees, From those of age to children on the knees. Thus comprehensiv e am […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Meditations upon an Egg. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Meditations upon an Egg 1. The egg’s no chick by falling from the hen; Nor man a Christian, till he’s born again. The egg’s at first contained in the shell; Men, afore grace, in sins and darkness dwell. The egg, when laid, by […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Author’s Apology for His Book. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Author’s Apology for His Book WHEN at the first I took my pen in hand Thus for to write, I did not understand That I at all should make a little book In such a mode: nay, I had undertook To make […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Of the Boy and the Butterfly. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Of the Boy and the Butterfly Behold how eager this our little boy Is for this Butterfly, as if all joy, All profits, honours, yea, and lasting pleasures, Were wrapt up in her, or the richest treasures, Found in her, would be bundled up […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Upon a Snail. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Upon a Snail She goes but softly, but she goeth sure, She stumbles not, as stronger creatures do. Her journey’s shorter, so she may endure Better than they which do much farther go. She makes no noise, but stilly seizeth on The flower or […]
English Poetry. John Bunyan. Upon the Thief. Джон Баньян.
John Bunyan (Джон Баньян) Upon the Thief The thief, when he doth steal, thinks he doth gain; Yet then the greatest loss he doth sustain. Come, thief, tell me thy gains, but do not falter. When summ’d, what comes it to more than the halter? Perhaps, thou’lt say, […]
English Poetry. Anne Bannerman. The Prophecy of Merlin. Энн Баннерман.
Anne Bannerman (Энн Баннерман) The Prophecy of Merlin FOR three long nights had King Arthur watch’d, The light from the turret shone! For three long nights had King Arthur wak’d, He pass’d them all alone! On the fourth, at the first hour’s summon bell, As the warder […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To Caroline (Think’st thou I saw thy beauteous eyes). Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To Caroline (Think’st thou I saw thy beauteous eyes) 1. Think’st thou I saw thy beauteous eyes, Suffus’d in tears, implore to stay; And heard unmov’d thy plenteous sighs, Which said far more than words can say? 2. […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. On the Death of a Young Lady, Cousin to the Author, and Very Dear to Him. Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) On the Death of a Young Lady, Cousin to the Author, and Very Dear to Him 1. Hush’d are the winds, and still the evening gloom, Not e’en a zephyr wanders through the grove, Whilst I return to view my […]
English Poetry. Matthew Arnold. From the Hymn of Empedocles. Мэтью Арнольд.
Matthew Arnold (Мэтью Арнольд) From the Hymn of Empedocles IS it so small a thing To have enjoy’d the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have loved, to have thought, to have done; To have advanced true friends, and beat down baffling foes; That […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To E——. Джордж Гордон Байрон.
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To E—— Let Folly smile, to view the names Of thee and me, in Friendship twin’d; Yet Virtue will have greater claims To love, than rank with vice combin’d. And though unequal is thy fate, Since title deck’d […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To George, Earl Delawarr. Джордж Гордон Байрон. Георгу, графу Делавару
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To George, Earl Delawarr 1. Oh! yes, I will own we were dear to each other; The friendships of childhood, though fleeting, are true; The love which you felt was the love of a brother, Nor less the affection I […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. Elegy on Newstead Abbey. Джордж Гордон Байрон. Элегия на Ньюстедское аббатство
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) Elegy on Newstead Abbey ‘It is the voice of years that are gone! thiey roll before me with all their deeds.’ OSSIAN Newstead! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome! Religion’s shrine! repentant HENRY’s pride! Of warriors, monks, and dames the cloister’d tomb, […]
English Poetry. Henry Cuyler Bunner. A Dead Woman. Генри Куйлер Баннер.
Henry Cuyler Bunner (Генри Куйлер Баннер) A Dead Woman Not a kiss in life; but one kiss, at life’s end, I have set on the face of Death in trust for thee. Through long years keep it fresh on thy lips, 0 friend! At the gate of Silence […]
English Poetry. Henry Cuyler Bunner. Strong as Death. Генри Куйлер Баннер.
Henry Cuyler Bunner (Генри Куйлер Баннер) Strong as Death Death, when thou shalt come to me Out of thy dark, where she is now, Let no faint perfume cling to thee Of withered roses on thy brow. Henry Cuyler Bunner’s other poems: The Future of the Classics The […]
English Poetry. Henry Cuyler Bunner. Feminine. Генри Куйлер Баннер.
Henry Cuyler Bunner (Генри Куйлер Баннер) Feminine SHE might have known it in the earlier Spring,– That all my heart with vague desire was stirred; And, ere the Summer winds had taken wing, I told her; but she smiled and said no word. The Autumn’s eager hand […]
English Poetry. Henry Cuyler Bunner. The Way to Arcady. Генри Куйлер Баннер.
Henry Cuyler Bunner (Генри Куйлер Баннер) The Way to Arcady OH, what’s the way to Arcady, To Arcady, To Arcady; Oh, what’s the way to Arcady, Where all the leaves are merry? Oh, what’s the way to Arcady? The spring is rustling in the tree,– The tree […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. Lines Addressed to the Rev. J.T. Becher, On His Advising the Author to Mix More with Society. Джордж Гордон Байрон. Строки, адресованные преподобному Бичеру в ответ на его совет чаще бывать в обществе
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) Lines Addressed to the Rev. J.T. Becher, On His Advising the Author to Mix More with Society 1 Dear Becher, you tell me to mix with mankind; I cannot deny such a precept is wise; But retirement accords with the tone of […]
English Poetry. John Codrington Bampfylde. In Praise of Delia. Джон Кодрингтон Бампфилд.
John Codrington Bampfylde (Джон Кодрингтон Бампфилд) In Praise of Delia Cold is the senseless heart, that never strove With the mild tumult of a real flame, Rugged the breast that beauty cannot tame Nor youth’s enlivening graces teach to love. The pathless vale, the long forsaken grove, The […]
English Poetry. John Codrington Bampfylde. Sonnet on Hearing the Torture was Suppressed. Джон Кодрингтон Бампфилд.
John Codrington Bampfylde (Джон Кодрингтон Бампфилд) Sonnet on Hearing the Torture was Suppressed Hail to the sage divine of Milan’s plains! Whose labours reach’d the horrors of the cell, Brought mercy down from Heav’n with man to dwell, And curb’d the biting laws, and check’d the reins Of […]
English Poetry. William Allingham. Down on the Shore. Вильям Аллингам.
William Allingham (Вильям Аллингам) * * * Down on the shore, on the sunny shore! Where the salt smell cheers the land; Where the tide moves bright under boundless light, And the surge on the glittering strand; Where the children wade in the shallow pools, Or run from […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. To M.S.G. (Whene’er I view those lips of thine). Джордж Гордон Байрон. К М.С.Г. (В порыве жаркого лобзанья)
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) To M.S.G. (Whene’er I view those lips of thine) Whene’er I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! it were—unhallow’d bliss. Whene’er I dream of that pure breast, How could […]