English Poetry. William Dean Howells. A Poet. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) A Poet From wells where Truth in secret lay He saw the midnight stars by day. “O marvellous gift!” the many cried, “O cruel gift!” his voice replied. The stars were far, and cold, and high, That glimmered in the […]
English Poetry. William Dean Howells. What Shall It Profit?. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) What Shall It Profit? IF I lay waste and wither up with doubt The blessed fields of heaven where once my faith Possessed itself serenely safe from death; If I deny the things past finding out; Or if I orphan my own […]
English Poetry. William Dean Howells. The Song the Oriole Sings. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) The Song the Oriole Sings There is a bird that comes and sings In a professor’s garden-trees; Upon the English oak he swings, And tilts and tosses in the breeze. I know his name, I know his note, That so with […]
English Poetry. William Dean Howells. Dead. Уильям Дин Хоуэллс.
William Dean Howells (Уильям Дин Хоуэллс) Dead SOMETHING lies in the room Over against my own; The windows are lit with a ghastly bloom Of candles, burning alone, Untrimmed, and all aflare In the ghastly silence there! People go by the door, Tiptoe, holding their breath, And […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 37. The advantages of Povertie. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 37. The advantages of Povertie IF you have povertie, you have no sumptuous, But a most easie ghuest, secure, and quiet: Who will preserve your mind from being presum∣ptuous, From prodigality, excessive ryot: From vicious pleasures, Robbers, and the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 44. Age meerly depending on the continuall Flux of time, we have very small reason to boast of a long life, already obtained: or be proud of the hope, hereafter to attaine un∣to it. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 44. Age meerly depending on the continuall Flux of time, we have very small reason to boast of a long life, already obtained: or be proud of the hope, hereafter to attaine un∣to it THe present time doth fly […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 30. That nothing more opposeth the tranquillity of life, which is proper, and peculiar to Wise-men, then to be tyed to a generality of publicke example in all our actions. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 30. That nothing more opposeth the tranquillity of life, which is proper, and peculiar to Wise-men, then to be tyed to a generality of publicke example in all our actions AMongst the causes of our evils, this Is one […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 18. Of the covetous, and perverse inclinati∣on of the greatest part of Man∣kind. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 18. Of the covetous, and perverse inclinati∣on of the greatest part of Man∣kind WHen profit goes with vertue, we respect her, So that her very foot-steps we adore: But if she walke alone, then we neglect her, And will […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 24. A consolation to those, that are of a little stature not to be sorry thereat. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 24. A consolation to those, that are of a little stature not to be sorry thereat None of a little burthen should complaine; You’re cloth’d with flesh, and bones, and not supprest: A little house a Gyant may containe: […]
English Poetry. Andrew Marvell. Bermudas. Эндрю Марвелл.
Andrew Marvell (Эндрю Марвелл) Bermudas Where the remote Bermudas ride In th’ Oceans bosome unespy’d, From a small Boat, that row’d along, The listning Winds receiv’d this Song. What should we do but sing his Praise That led us through the watry Maze, Unto an Isle so long […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. Maid of Athens, ere we part. Джордж Гордон Байрон. Афинской девушке
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) Maid of Athens, ere we part Ζωή μου, σᾶς ἀγαπῶ. 1. Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh give me back my heart! Or, since that has left my breast, Keep it now, and take the rest! Hear my […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 13. That to employ our thoughts on the study of morta∣lity, and frailty of our nature, is a very necessary, and profitable speculation. Томас Эркарт.
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 13. That to employ our thoughts on the study of morta∣lity, and frailty of our nature, is a very necessary, and profitable speculation BE not from death (by any meanes) a stranger: But make her your familiar friend; that if The cause require, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 4. That Lust, and drunkennesse are odious vices. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 4. That Lust, and drunkennesse are odious vices Wrath makes a man to sin couragiously, And pride doth swell with faire appearances: Page 41 But drunkenesse, and too much Leacherie Are sloven, filthie, villanous, and base; For by the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 39. That the impudicity of a Lascivious Woman staines but her owne, and not her hus∣bands honour. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 39. That the impudicity of a Lascivious Woman staines but her owne, and not her hus∣bands honour THough of her sacred Matrimoniall Oath Your wife make no account: if what be due To a wise Husband you performe: she […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 25. That vertue is of greater worth, then knowledge. to a speculative Philosopher. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 25. That vertue is of greater worth, then knowledge. to a speculative Philosopher WHy doe you study Morals, if you take No paines t’abate your avarice, and lust? For how can vertues definition make You valiant, prudent, temperate, or […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 35. How deplorable the condition of most men is, who, though they attaine to the fruition of their praete∣rit projects, by covering neverthelesse the possession of future pleasures, honours, and commodities, never receive con∣tentment (is they ought) in the present time. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 35. How deplorable the condition of most men is, who, though they attaine to the fruition of their praete∣rit projects, by covering neverthelesse the possession of future pleasures, honours, and commodities, never receive con∣tentment (is they ought) in the […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 22. A very ready way to goodnesse, and true VVisedome. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 22. A very ready way to goodnesse, and true VVisedome Who vertuously would settle his endeavours, To mortifie his passions, and be wise: Must still remember on received favours, Forgetting alwaies by-past injuries; For that a friend should prove […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 30. That the setled quiet of our mind ought not to be moved at sinister accidents. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 30. That the setled quiet of our mind ought not to be moved at sinister accidents MAn should for no infortunate event Deprive himselfe of that, which fortune is Vnable to restore him: the content Of mind, ease, and […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 14. That a truly generous mind, had rather give a curtesie, then be resting one, after the presented opportunity to repay it. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 14. That a truly generous mind, had rather give a curtesie, then be resting one, after the presented opportunity to repay it AS stil a greater care doth men possesse, To keepe things well, then freely to bestowe them: […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 20. Riches affoord to vertue more matter to worke upon, then povertie can doe. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 20. Riches affoord to vertue more matter to worke upon, then povertie can doe FOr Temperance, and other qualities Of greater moment, men have beene respected In riches: but in poverty there is This onely goodnesse, not to be […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 5. That a vertuous mind in a deformed body maketh one more beautifull, then a handsome body can doe, endowed with a vicious mind. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 5. That a vertuous mind in a deformed body maketh one more beautifull, then a handsome body can doe, endowed with a vicious mind EXternal comelinesse few have obtain’d Without their hurt; it never made one chast▪ But many’adulterers: […]
English Poetry. Andrew Marvell. The Definition of Love. Эндрю Марвелл. Определение любви
Andrew Marvell (Эндрю Марвелл) The Definition of Love My Love is of a birth as rare As ’tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone. Could show me so divine a thing, Where feeble Hope could ne’r have flown […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 42. The speech of a noble spirit to his adversary, whom af∣ter he had defeated, he acknowledgeth to be nothing in∣feriour to himselfe in worth, wit, or valour, thereby insinuating that a wise man cannot properly bee subdued: though he be orthrown in body, and worldly commodities. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 42. The speech of a noble spirit to his adversary, whom af∣ter he had defeated, he acknowledgeth to be nothing in∣feriour to himselfe in worth, wit, or valour, thereby insinuating that a wise man cannot properly bee subdued: though […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 34. That wee ought not to be excessively grieved at the losse of any thing, that is in the power of Fortune. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 34. That wee ought not to be excessively grieved at the losse of any thing, that is in the power of Fortune ALL those externall ornaments of health, Strength, honour, children, beauty, friends, & wealth Are for a while […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 29. The firme, and determinate resolution of a couragious spirit, in the deepest calamities, inflicted by sinister fate. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 29. The firme, and determinate resolution of a couragious spirit, in the deepest calamities, inflicted by sinister fate SEeing crosses cannot be evited, I’l Expose my selfe to Fortune, as a Rock Within the midst of a tempestuous Ocean: […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 20. Of Negative, and Positive good. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 20. Of Negative, and Positive good NOT onely are they good, who vertuously, Employ their time (now vertue being so rare) But likewise those, whom no necessity, Nor force can in the meanest vice insnare; For sin’s so mainly […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The First Booke. № 9. How a valiant man ought to behave himselfe towards those, that basely offer to offend him. Томас Эркарт. Эпиграммы. Книга I. № 9. Как должен вести себя доблестный человек по отношению к тем, кто подло желает оскорбить его
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The First Booke. № 9. How a valiant man ought to behave himselfe towards those, that basely offer to offend him HEE is beyond the reach of common men, Who can despise an injury; for as The billowes of the Sea insult in […]
English Poetry. John Beugo. To Robert Burns. Джон Бьюго. Роберту Бернсу
John Beugo (Джон Бьюго) To Robert Burns Hale be your heart, my winsome BURNS, For a’ your canty hameald turns; Your sangs can lift the saul that mourns Aboon its grief; Cauld be his cast the ever spurns Sic sweet relief. […]
English Poetry. Edwin Arlington Robinson. The False Gods. Эдвин Арлингтон Робинсон. Ложные боги
Edwin Arlington Robinson (Эдвин Арлингтон Робинсон) The False Gods “We are false and evanescent, and aware of our deceit, From the straw that is our vitals to the clay that is our feet. You may serve us if you must, and you shall have your wage of ashes, […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. The Wild Honey Suckle. Филип Морен Френо. Дикая жимолость
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) The Wild Honey Suckle Fair flower, that dost so comely grow, Hid in this silent, dull retreat, Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, Unseen thy little branches greet: No roving foot shall crush thee here, No busy hand provoke a tear. By […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. The Neglected Husband. Филип Морен Френо. Брошенный муж
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) The Neglected Husband A man’s best fortune or his worst’s a wife, A steady friendship, or continual strife. Poor Richard, once married a Belle, The pride, and the toast of the town, He could love her, he thought, very well, Let […]
English Poetry. Philip Morin Freneau. George The Third’s Soliloquy. Филип Морен Френо. Монолог Георга Третьего
Philip Morin Freneau (Филип Морен Френо) George The Third’s Soliloquy WHAT mean these dreams, and hideous forms that rise Night after night, tormenting to my eyes – No real foes these horrid shapes can be, But thrice as much they vex and torture me. […]
English Poetry. Andrew Marvell. An Epitaph. Эндрю Марвелл.
Andrew Marvell (Эндрю Марвелл) An Epitaph Enough; and leave the rest to Fame! ‘Tis to commend her, but to name. Courtship which, living, she declined, When dead, to offer were unkind: Nor can the truest wit, or friend, Without detracting, her commend. To say–she lived a virgin […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. Weep. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) Weep Weep for the country in its present state, And of the gloom which still the future waits; The proud confederate eagle heard the sound, And with her flight fell prostrate to the ground! Weep for the loss the country has […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. On Summer. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) On Summer Esteville begins to burn; The auburn fields of harvest rise; The torrid flames again return, And thunders roll along the skies. Perspiring Cancer lifts his head, And roars terrific from on high; Whose voice the timid creatures dread; From […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. On Hearing of the Intention of a Gentleman to Purchase the Poet’s Freedom. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) On Hearing of the Intention of a Gentleman to Purchase the Poet’s Freedom WHEN on life’s ocean first I spread my sail, I then implored a mild auspicious gale; And from the slippery strand I took my flight, And sought the peaceful […]
English Poetry. George Moses Horton. Early Affection. Джордж Мозес Хортон.
George Moses Horton (Джордж Мозес Хортон) Early Affection I LOV’D thee from the earliest dawn, When first I saw thy beauty’s ray, And will, until life’s eve comes on, And beauty’s blossom fades away; And when all things go well with thee, With smiles and tears remember me. […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 33. Why our thoughts, all the while we are in this tran∣sitory world, from the houre of our nativity, to the laying downe of our bodies in the grave, should not at any time exspaciat themselves in the broad way of destruction. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 33. Why our thoughts, all the while we are in this tran∣sitory world, from the houre of our nativity, to the laying downe of our bodies in the grave, should not at any time exspaciat themselves in the broad […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 26. The vertuous speech of a diseased man, most patient in his sicknesse. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 26. The vertuous speech of a diseased man, most patient in his sicknesse MY flesh still having beene an enemy Unto my spirit, it should glad my heart, That paines, which seize now on my body, may Be profitable […]
English Poetry. Thomas Urquhart. Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 20. How we should enjoy the delights, we have: and contemne such, as we have not. Томас Эркарт.
Thomas Urquhart (Томас Эркарт) Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 20. How we should enjoy the delights, we have: and contemne such, as we have not LEt not the want of pleasures be unpleasant To your remembrance: and with moderation Make use of those contentments, which are present: If […]