English Poetry. John Pierpont. My Child. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) My Child I cannot make him dead! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study-chair; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes—he is not there! I walk my parlor floor, And through the […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Begone Vile Rum. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) Begone Vile Rum Begone, vile rum, I prithee begone from me, Begone, vile rum, thou and I shall never agree, Long time hast thou destroyed my home And fain thou would’st me kill, But I tell thee, murderous demon, Rum, Thou never shalt have […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Drinking Song. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) Drinking Song Drink, friends, drink deep-the moon is high; Drink, and forget your care- The sultry summer suns are nigh- Drink, and your strength repair; The deer, that from the hunter flies, The warrior, red with slaughter, The camel, under burning skies, Quaff deep […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. The Chain. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) The Chain Is it his daily toil that wrings From the slave’s bosom that deep sigh? Is it his niggard fare that brings The tear into his down-cast eye? O no; by toil and humble fare Earth’s sons their health and vigor gain; […]
English Poetry. Walter Scott. Waverly. Вальтер Скотт.
Walter Scott (Вальтер Скотт) Waverly Late, when the Autumn evening fell On Mirkwood–Mere’s romantic dell, The lake return’d, in chasten’d gleam, The purple cloud, the golden beam: Reflected in the crystal pool, Headland and bank lay fair and cool; The weather-tinted rock and tower, Each drooping tree, each […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. To My Grave. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) To My Grave I look upon thee as a place of rest- To me, of welcome rest; for I am tired! I do not mean that I am tired of life,- Of seeing the good sun, and the green trees; Of hearing the sad […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. The Sacrifice of Er-Heb. Редьярд Киплинг. Жертвоприношение Эр-Хеба. 1887
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) The Sacrifice of Er-Heb 1887 ER-HEB beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai Bears witness to the truth, and Ao-Safai Hath told the men of Gorukh. Thence the tale Comes westward o’er the peaks to India. The story of Bisesa, Armod’s child,— A maiden […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. Giffen’s Debt. Редьярд Киплинг. Долг Джиффена
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) Giffen’s Debt IMPRIMUS he was “broke.” Thereafter left His Regiment and, later, took to drink; Then, having lost the balance of his friends, “Went Fantee” — joined the people of the land, Turned three parts Mussulman and one Hindu, And lived among the Gauri […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. The Conundrum of the Workshops. Редьярд Киплинг. Загадка мастерских. 1890
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) The Conundrum of the Workshops When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden’s green and gold, Our father Adam sat under the Tree and scratched with a stick in the mould; And the first rude sketch that the world had seen […]
English Poetry. Rudyard Kipling. My Lady’s Law. Редьярд Киплинг. Закон Миледи
Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг) My Lady’s Law Enlarged from “The Naulahka” The Law whereby my lady moves Was never Law to me, But ’tis enough that she approves Whatever Law it be. For in that Law, and by that Law My constant course I’ll […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. May Miracle. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) May Miracle On this festive first of May, Wending wistfully my way Three sad sights I saw today. The first was such a lovely lad He lit with grace the sordid street; Yet in a monk’s robe he was clad, With […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Kathleen. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Kathleen It was the steamer Alice May that sailed the Yukon foam. And touched in every river camp from Dawson down to Nome. It was her builder, owner, pilot, Captain Silas Geer, Who took her through the angry ice, the last boat […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Gangrene. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Gangrene So often in the mid of night I wake me in my bed With utter panic of affright To find my feet are dead; And pace the floor to easy my pain And make them live again. The folks at […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Mazie’s Ghost. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Mazie’s Ghost In London City I evade For charming Burlington Arcade - For thee in youth I met a maid By name of Mazie, Who lost no time in telling me The Ritz put up a topping tea, But having only shillings […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Red Retreat. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Red Retreat Tramp, tramp, the grim road, the road from Mons to Wipers (I’ve ‘ammered out this ditty with me bruised and bleedin’ feet); Tramp, tramp, the dim road — we didn’t ‘ave no pipers, And bellies that was ‘oller was […]
English Poetry. Walter Scott. Funeral Hymn. Вальтер Скотт.
Walter Scott (Вальтер Скотт) Funeral Hymn Dust unto dust, To this all must; The tenant hath resign’d The faded form To waste and worm- Corruption claims her kind. Through paths unknown Thy soul hath flown, To seek the realms of woe, Where fiery pain Shall purge the […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Drifter. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Drifter God gave you guts: don’t let Him down; Brace up, be worthy of His giving. The road’s a rut, the sky’s a frown; I know you’re plumb fed up with living. Fate birches you, and wry the rod… Snap out, you […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Bindle Stiff. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Bindle Stiff When I was brash and gallant-gay Just fifty years ago, I hit the ties and beat my way From Maine to Mexico; For though to Glasgow gutter bred A hobo heart had I, And followed where adventure led, Beneath a […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. A Song of Sixty-Five. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) A Song of Sixty-Five Brave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty-one, And bounded up five flights of stairs, a gallant garreteer; And yet again in mellow vein when youth was gaily run, Has dipped his nose in Gascon wine, […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Aunt Jane. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Aunt Jane When Aunt Jane died we hunted round, And money everywhere we found. How much I do not care to say, But no death duties will we pay, And Aunt Jane will be well content We bilked the bloody Government. […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. An Epicure. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) An Epicure Should you preserve white mice in honey Don’t use imported ones from China, For though they cost you less in money You’ll find the Japanese ones finer. But if Chinese, stuff them with spice, Which certainly improves their savour, And […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Café Comedy. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Café Comedy She I’m waiting for the man I hope to wed. I’ve never seen him – that’s the funny part. I promised I would wear a rose of red, Pinned on my coat above my fluttered heart, So that he’d […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Causation. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Causation Said darling daughter unto me: “oh Dad, how funny it would be If you had gone to Mexico A score or so of years ago. Had not some whimsey changed your plan I might have been a Mexican. With lissome form […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Farewell to Verse. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Farewell to Verse In youth when oft my muse was dumb, My fancy nighly dead, To make my inspiration come I stood upon my head; And thus I let the blood down flow Into my cerebellum, And published every Spring or so […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Ernie Pyle. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Ernie Pyle I wish I had a simple style In writing verse, As in his prose had Ernie Pyle, So true and terse; Springing so forthright from the heart With guileless art. I wish I could put back a dram As […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Imagination. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Imagination A gaunt and hoary slab of stone I found in desert place, And wondered why it lay alone In that abandoned place. Said I: ‘Maybe a Palace stood Where now the lizards crawl, With courts of musky quietude And turrets tall. […]
English Poetry. Walter Scott. The Truth of Woman. Вальтер Скотт.
Walter Scott (Вальтер Скотт) The Truth of Woman Woman’s faith, and woman’s trust - Write the characters in the dust; Stamp them on the running stream, Print them on the moon’s pale beam, And each evanescent letter Shall be clearer, firmer, better, And more permanent, I ween, Than […]
English Poetry. George Gordon Byron. Prometheus. Джордж Гордон Байрон. Прометей
George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон) Prometheus Titan! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods despise; What was thy pity’s recompense? A silent suffering, and intense; The rock, the vulture, and the chain, All that the […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Good-Bye, Little Cabin. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Good-Bye, Little Cabin O dear little cabin, I’ve loved you so long, And now I must bid you good-bye! I’ve filled you with laughter, I’ve thrilled you with song, And sometimes I’ve wished I could cry. Your walls they have witnessed a […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Longevity. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Longevity I watched one day a parrot grey; ’twas in a barber shop. “Cuckold!” he cried, until I sighed: “You feathered devil, stop!” Then balefully he looked at me, and slid along his perch, With sneering eye that seemed to pry me […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. My Mate. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) My Mate I’ve been sittin’ starin’, starin’ at ‘is muddy pair of boots, And tryin’ to convince meself it’s ‘im. (Look out there, lad! That sniper — ‘e’s a dysey when ‘e shoots; ‘E’ll be layin’ of you out the same as […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. My Cuckoo Clock. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) My Cuckoo Clock I bought a cuckoo clock And glad was I To hear its tick and tock, Its dulcet cry. But Jones, whose wife is young And pretty too, Winced when that bird gave tongue: Cuckoo! Cuckoo! I have a […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Old Codger. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Old Codger Of garden truck he made his fare, As his bright eyes bore witness; Health was his habit and his care, His hobby human fitness. He sang the praise of open sky, The gladth of Nature’s giving; And when at last […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Room 4: The Painter Chap. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Room 4: The Painter Chap He gives me such a bold and curious look, That young American across the way, As if he’d like to put me in a book (Fancies himself a poet, so they say.) Ah well! He’ll make no […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Retired Shopman. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Retired Shopman He had the grocer’s counter-stoop, That little man so grey and neat; His moustache had a doleful droop, He hailed me in the slushy street. “I’ve sold my shop,” he said to me, Cupping his hand behind his ear. “My […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Ape and God. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Ape and God Son put a poser up to me That made me scratch my head: “God made the whole wide world,” quoth he; “That’s right, my boy,” I said. Said son: “He mad the mountains soar, And all the plains […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. Success. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) Success You ask me what I call Success - It is, I wonder, Happiness? It is not wealth, it is not fame, Nor rank, nor power nor honoured name. It is not triumph in the Arts - Best-selling books or leading […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Convalescent. Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Convalescent …So I walked among the willows very quietly all night; There was no moon at all, at all; no timid star alight; There was no light at all, at all; I wint from tree to tree, And I called him […]
English Poetry. Walter Scott. Rosabelle. Вальтер Скотт.
Walter Scott (Вальтер Скотт) Rosabelle O listen, listen, ladies gay! No haughty feat of arms I tell; Soft is the note, and sad the lay That mourns the lovely Rosabelle. ‘Moor, moor the barge, ye gallant crew! And, gentle lady, deign to stay! Rest thee in Castle […]
English Poetry. Robert William Service. The Search (Happiness, a-roving round). Роберт Уильям Сервис.
Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис) The Search (Happiness, a-roving round) Happiness, a-roving round For a sweet abiding place, In a stately palace found Symmetry and gilded grace; Courtliness and table cheer, All that chimes with evening dress… “I could never stick it here,” Swift decided Happiness. […]