English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Cross-Currents. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Cross-Currents They parted – a pallid, trembling pair, And rushing down the lane He left her lonely near me there; – I asked her of their pain. ‘It is for ever,’ at length she said, ‘His friends have schemed it so, That […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Milestone by the Rabbit-Burrow. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Milestone by the Rabbit-Burrow (On Yell’ham Hill) In my loamy nook As I dig my hole I observe men look At a stone, and sigh As they pass it by To some far goal. Something it says To their glancing […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. A Military Appointment. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) A Military Appointment (Scherzando) ‘So back you have come from the town, Nan, dear! And have you seen him there, or near – That soldier of mine – Who long since promised to meet me here?’ ‘ – O yes, Nell: […]
English Poetry. Adam Skirving. Tranent Muir. Battle of Prestonpans 21st September 1745. Aдам Скирвинг. Тране́нт-Мур. Сражение при Престонпансе 21-го сентября 1745 года
Adam Skirving (Aдам Скирвинг) Tranent Muir. Battle of Prestonpans 21st September 1745 The Chevalier, being void of fear, Did march up Birsle brae, man, And through Tranent ere he did stent, As fast as he could gae, man; While General Cope did taunt and mock, Wi’ mony a […]
English Poetry. Felicia Dorothea Hemans. The Spanish Chapel. Фелиция Доротея Хеманз.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans (Фелиция Доротея Хеманз) The Spanish Chapel I made a mountain-brook my guide Thro’ a wild Spanish glen, And wandered, on its grassy side, Far from the homes of men. It lured me with a singing tone, And many a sunny glance, To a green […]
English Poetry. Felicia Dorothea Hemans. To a Departed Spirit. Фелиция Доротея Хеманз.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans (Фелиция Доротея Хеманз) To a Departed Spirit From the bright stars, or from the viewless air, Or from some world unreached by human thought, Spirit, sweet spirit! if thy home be there, And if thy visions with the past be fraught, Answer me, answer me! […]
English Poetry. Felicia Dorothea Hemans. The Thunderstorm. Фелиция Доротея Хеманз.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans (Фелиция Доротея Хеманз) The Thunderstorm DEEP, fiery clouds o’ercast the sky, Dead stillness reigns in air, There is not e’en a breeze, on high The gossamer to bear. The woods are hushed, the waves at rest, The lake is dark and still, Reflecting, on […]
English Poetry. Felicia Dorothea Hemans. Alaric in Italy. Фелиция Доротея Хеманз.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans (Фелиция Доротея Хеманз) Alaric in Italy Heard ye the Gothic trumpet’s blast? The march of hosts as Alaric passed? His steps have tracked that glorious clime, The birth-place of heroic time; But he, in northern deserts bred, Spared not the living for the dad, Nor […]
English Poetry. Felicia Dorothea Hemans. On My Mother’s Birthday. Фелиция Доротея Хеманз.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans (Фелиция Доротея Хеманз) On My Mother’s Birthday Clad in all their brightest green, This day verdant fields are seen; The tuneful birds begin their lay, To celebrate thy natal day. The breeze is still, the sea is calm And the whole scene combines to […]
English Poetry. George Herbert. Affliction. Джордж Герберт (Херберт).
George Herbert (Джордж Герберт (Херберт)) Affliction When thou didst entice to thee my heart, I thought the service brave: So many joys I writ down for my part, Besides what I might have Out of my stock of natural delights, Augmented with thy gracious benefits. I looked […]
English Poetry. Felicia Dorothea Hemans. The Rainbow. Фелиция Доротея Хеманз.
Felicia Dorothea Hemans (Фелиция Доротея Хеманз) The Rainbow I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth. Genesis ix. 13. SOFT falls the mild, reviving shower From April’s changeful skies, […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. Aspects of the Pines. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) Aspects of the Pines TALL, sombre, grim, against the morning sky They rise, scarce touched by melancholy airs, Which stir the fadeless foliage dreamfully, As if from realms of mystical despairs. Tall, sombre, grim, they stand with dusky gleams Brightening to […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. On the Decline of Faith. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) On the Decline of Faith I AS in some half-burned forest, one by one, We catch far echoes on the doleful breeze, Born of the downfall of its ruined trees; While even through those which stand, slow shudderings run, As if […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 17. The Stars Have not Dealt Me the Worst They Could Do. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 17. The Stars Have not Dealt Me the Worst They Could Do The stars have not dealt me the worst they could do: My pleasures are plenty, my troubles are two. But oh, my two troubles they reave me […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 13. Oh Turn not in from Marching. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 13. Oh Turn not in from Marching Oh turn not in from marching To taverns on the way: The drought and thirst and parching A little dust will lay And take desire away. Oh waste no words a […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 5. Here Are the Skies, the Planets Seven. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 5. Here Are the Skies, the Planets Seven Here are the skies, the planets seven, And all the starry train: Content you with the mimic heaven, And on the earth remain. Alfred Edward Housman’s other poems: Last Poems. 19. […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. Sweetheart, Good-Bye!. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) Sweetheart, Good-Bye! A Song SWEETHEART, good-bye! Our varied day Is closing into twilight gray, And up from bare, bleak wastes of sea The north-wind rises mournfully; A solemn prescience, strangely drear, Doth haunt the shuddering twilight air; It fills the earth, […]
English Poetry. Paul Hamilton Hayne. Fate, or God?. Пол Гамильтон Хейн.
Paul Hamilton Hayne (Пол Гамильтон Хейн) Fate, or God? BEYOND the record of all eldest things, Beyond the rule and regions of past time, From out Antiquity’s hoary-headed rime, Looms the dread phantom of a King of kings: Round His vast brows the glittering circlet clings Of a […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 29. From the Wash the Laundress Sends. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 29. From the Wash the Laundress Sends From the wash the laundress sends My collars home with ravelled ends: 1 must fit, now these are frayed, My neck with new ones London-made. Homespun collars, homespun hearts, Wear to rags […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 14. The Farms of Home Lie Lost in Even The farms of home lie lost in even, I see far off the steeple stand; West and away from here to heaven, Still is the land. There if I […]
English Poetry. John Clare. A Vision. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) A Vision I lost the love of heaven above, I spurned the lust of earth below, I felt the sweets of fancied love And hell itself my only foe. I lost earth’s joys but felt the glow Of heaven’s flame abound in me […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 8. Give Me a Land of Boughs in Leaf. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 8. Give Me a Land of Boughs in Leaf Give me a land of boughs in leaf, A land of trees that stand; Where trees are fallen, there is grief; I love no leafless land. Alas, the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 24. Stone, Steel, Dominions Pass. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 24. Stone, Steel, Dominions Pass Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under. All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie Untrue for […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 38. By Shores and Woods and Steeples. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 38. By Shores and Woods and Steeples By shores and woods and steeples Rejoicing hearts receive Poured on a hundred peoples The far-shed alms of eve. Her hands are filled with slumber For world-wide labourers worn; Yet those […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 7. In Valleys Green and Still. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 7. In Valleys Green and Still In valleys green and still Where lovers wander maying They hear from over hill A music playing. Behind the drum and fife, Past hawthornwood and hollow, Through earth and out of life […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 28. Now Dreary Dawns the Eastern Light. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 28. Now Dreary Dawns the Eastern Light Now dreary dawns the eastern light, And fall of eve is drear, And cold the poor man lies at night, And so goes out the year. Little is the luck I’ve […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 11. Yonder See the Morning Blink. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 11. Yonder See the Morning Blink Yonder see the morning blink: The sun is up, and up must I, To wash and dress and eat and drink And look at things and talk and think And work, and God […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 19. In Midnights of November. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 19. In Midnights of November In midnights of November, When Dead Man’s Fair is nigh, And danger in the valley, And anger in the sky, Around the huddling homesteads The leafless timber roars, And the dead call the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 41. Fancy’s Knell. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен). Последние стихи. 41. Раз вечером, после работы
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 41. Fancy’s Knell When lads were home from labour At Abdon under Clee, A man would call his neighbour And both would send for me. And where the light in lances Across the mead was laid, There to the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 9. When the Bells Justle in the Tower. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 9. When the Bells Justle in the Tower When the bells justle in the tower The hollow night amid, Then on my tongue the taste is sour Of all I ever did. Alfred Edward Housman’s other poems: Last Poems. […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Additional Poems. 15. ’Tis Five Years Since. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Additional Poems. 15. ’Tis Five Years Since ’Tis five years since, „An end,” said I, „I’ll march no further, time to die. All’s lost; no worse has heaven to give.” Worse it has given, and yet I live. I shall […]
English Poetry. John Clare. The Nightingale’s Nest. Джон Клэр.
John Clare (Джон Клэр) The Nightingale’s Nest Up this green woodland-ride let’s softly rove, And list the nightingale – she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear The noise might drive her from her home of love ; For here I’ve heard her […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 4. The Sage to the Young Man. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 4. The Sage to the Young Man O youth whose heart is right, Whose loins are girt to gain The hell-defended height Where Virtue beckons plain; Who seest the stark array And hast not stayed to count But […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay Hearken, landsmen, hearken, seamen, to the tale of grief and me Looking from the land of Biscay on the waters of the sea. Looking from the land of Biscay over Ocean to the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 32. Their Seed the Sowers Scatter. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 32. Their Seed the Sowers Scatter Their seed the sowers scatter Behind them as they go. Poor lads, ’tis little matter How many sorts they sow, For only one will grow. The charlock on the fallow Will take […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 17. Bells in Tower at Evening Toll. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 17. Bells in Tower at Evening Toll Bells in tower at evening toll, And the day forsakes the soul; Soon will evening’s self be gone And the whispering night come on. Blame not thou the blinded light Nor […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 10. The Weeping Pleiads Wester. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 10. The Weeping Pleiads Wester The weeping Pleiads wester, And the moon is under seas; From bourn to bourn of midnight Far sighs the rainy breeze: It sighs from a lost country To a land I have not […]
English Poetry. Charles Heavysege. Secrets Of The Heart. Чарльз Хевиседж.
Charles Heavysege (Чарльз Хевиседж) Secrets Of The Heart Open, my heart, thy ruddy valves; It is thy master calls; Let me go down, and, curious, trace Thy labyrinthine halls. Open, O heart, and let me view The secrets of thy den; Myself unto myself now show With introspective […]
English Poetry. Charles Heavysege. The Dead. Чарльз Хевиседж.
Charles Heavysege (Чарльз Хевиседж) The Dead How great unto the living seem the dead! How sacred, solemn; how heroic grown; How vast and vague, as they obscurely tread The shadowy confines of the dim unknown!— For they have met the monster that we dread, Have learned the secret […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. Last Poems. 16. Spring Morning. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) Last Poems. 16. Spring Morning Star and coronal and bell April underfoot renews, And the hope of man as well Flowers among the morning dews. Now the old come out to look, Winter past and winter’s pains, How the sky […]