English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. Vigil. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) Vigil At night, when all the house is still, Wide-waked the chairs and tables come And yawn and stretch their limbs until The maids appear with pan and broom. Through the dim hours they creak and groan, Their laughter plays with tyrant Man, […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. The Vestal. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) The Vestal She goes unwedded all her days Because some man she never knew, Her destined mate, has won his bays, Passed the low door of darkness through. Sometimes she has a wild surmise Of what dear name he used to have, And […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. The Predestined. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) The Predestined Dear, we might have known you were To die young–and were we blind To the light on face and hair? Dear, so simple and so kind. You were clean as your own sword And as straight too and steel true. In […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. The Colonists. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) The Colonists To men now of her blood and race England’s a little garden place, Dear as a woman is, and she The Queen of every loyalty. To dwellers ‘mid the ice and snows, She is their secret garden rose From which that […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. The Aerodrome. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) The Aerodrome So now the aerodrome goes up Upon my father’s fields, And gone is all the golden crop And all the pleasant yields. They tear the trees up, branch and root, They kill the hedges green, As though some force, malign and […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. Pilgrims to the East. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) Pilgrims to the East This Christmas-time my son will come, God willing, to the Holy Place And by the manger’s little room Will bend his knee and bow his face, Eager, with shepherds and with kings, For to behold the Holy Things. The […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. New Heaven. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) New Heaven Paradise now has many a Knight, Many a lordkin, many lords, Glimmer of armor, dinted and bright, The young Knights have put on new swords. Some have barely down on the lip, Smiling yet from the new-won spurs, Their wounds are […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. Good Friday, A.D. 33. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) Good Friday, A.D. 33 Mother, why are people crowding now and staring? Child, it is a malefactor goes to His doom, To the high hill of Calvary He’s faring, And the people pressing and pushing to make room Lest they miss the sight to […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. Colours. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) Colours Blues and greens are my delight Set in garlands of the white. When God made the violet He made nothing better yet. Lilac and the lavender Fit for queens of Heaven to wear. Many russets and the rose, God be […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. A Song of Going. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) A Song of Going I would not like to live to be very old, To be stripped cold and bare Of all my leafage that was green and gold In the delicious air. I would not choose to live to be left alone, […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. More Poems. 5. Diffugere Nives. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) More Poems. 5. Diffugere Nives Horace, Odes, iv, 7 The snows are fled away, leaves on the shaws And grasses in the mead renew their birth, The river to the river-bed withdraws, And altered is the fashion of the earth. […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. A Holy Week Song, 1918. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) A Holy Week Song, 1918 Now when Christ died for man his sake A myriad men must die; His Via Crucis they must take And share His Calvary. God keep ye, gallant gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Who share Lord Jesus Christ His pain […]
English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. A Colloquy. Кэтрин Тайнен.
Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен) A Colloquy For M. W. ‘When you get to Heaven, seek and find my boy. Mother him!’ ‘Until you come?’ ‘I shall never come. Earth was good enough for me who had all my joy In my Love, my Light of home. […]
English Poetry. Lewis Carroll. The Elections to the Hebdomadal Council. Льюис Кэрролл. Выборы в Совет Оксфордского университета
Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл) The Elections to the Hebdomadal Council [In the year 1866, a Letter with the above title was published in Oxford, addressed by Mr. Goldwin Smith to the Senior Censor of Christ Church, with the two-fold object of revealing to the University a vast […]
English Poetry. William Drummond. Who Hath Not Seen into Her Saffron Bed. Уильям Драммонд.
William Drummond (Уильям Драммонд) * * * Who hath not seen into her saffron bed The morning’s goddess mildly her repose, Or her, of whose pure blood first sprang the rose, Lull’d in a slumber by a myrtle shade; Who hath not seen that sleeping white and red […]
English Poetry. William Drummond. Dear Eye, Which Deign’st on This Sad Monument. Уильям Драммонд.
William Drummond (Уильям Драммонд) * * * Dear eye, which deign’st on this sad monument The sable scroll of my mishaps to view, Though with the mourning Muses’ tears besprent, And darkly drawn, which is not feign’d, but true; If thou not dazzled with a heavenly hue, And […]
English Poetry. William Drummond. How That Vast Heaven Intitled First Is Roll’d. Уильям Драммонд.
William Drummond (Уильям Драммонд) * * * How that vast heaven intitled First is roll’d, If any other worlds beyond it lie, And people living in eternity, Or essence pure that doth this All uphold; What motion have those fixed sparks of gold, The wand’ring carbuncles which shine […]
English Poetry. William Drummond. Now While the Night Her Sable Veil Hath Spread. Уильям Драммонд.
William Drummond (Уильям Драммонд) * * * Now while the night her sable veil hath spread, And silently her resty coach doth roll, Rousing with her from Tethys’ azure bed Those starry nymphs which dance about the pole; While Cynthia, in purest cypress clad, The Latmian shepherd in […]
English Poetry. Oliver Wendell Holmes. Song (THE stars their early vigils keep). Оливер Уэнделл Холмс.
Oliver Wendell Holmes (Оливер Уэнделл Холмс) Song (THE stars their early vigils keep) WRITTEN FOR THE DINNER GIVEN TO CHARLES DICKENS BY THE YOUNG MEN OF BOSTON, FEBRUARY 1, 1842 THE stars their early vigils keep, The silent hours are near, When drooping eyes forget […]
English Poetry. Oliver Wendell Holmes. The Only Daughter. Оливер Уэнделл Холмс.
Oliver Wendell Holmes (Оливер Уэнделл Холмс) The Only Daughter ILLUSTRATION OF A PICTURE THEY bid me strike the idle strings, As if my summer days Had shaken sunbeams from their wings To warm my autumn lays; They bring to me their painted urn, As if it were […]
English Poetry. Oliver Wendell Holmes. The Island Hunting-Song. Оливер Уэнделл Холмс.
Oliver Wendell Holmes (Оливер Уэнделл Холмс) The Island Hunting-Song The island referred to is a domain of princely proportions, which has long been the seat of a generous hospitality. Naushon is its old Indian name. William Swain, Esq., commonly known as “the Governor,” was the proprietor of […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. A Shropshire Lad. 40. Into My Heart an Air that Kills. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен). Шропширский парень. 40. Вдыхает ветер в сердце яд
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) A Shropshire Lad. 40. Into My Heart an Air that Kills Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? That is the land of […]
English Poetry. Oliver Wendell Holmes. A Song. Оливер Уэнделл Холмс.
Oliver Wendell Holmes (Оливер Уэнделл Холмс) A Song FOR THE CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION OF HARVARD COLLEGE, 1836 This song, which I had the temerity to sing myself (felix auda-cia, Mr. Franklin Dexter had the goodness to call it), was sent in a little too late to be […]
English Poetry. Oliver Wendell Holmes. Lexington. Оливер Уэнделл Холмс.
Oliver Wendell Holmes (Оливер Уэнделл Холмс) Lexington SLOWLY the mist o’er the meadow was creeping, Bright on the dewy buds glistened the sun, When from his couch, while his children were sleeping, Rose the bold rebel and shouldered his gun. Waving her golden veil Over the silent dale, […]
English Poetry. Oliver Wendell Holmes. The Steamboat. Оливер Уэнделл Холмс.
Oliver Wendell Holmes (Оливер Уэнделл Холмс) The Steamboat SEE how yon flaming herald treads The ridged and rolling waves, As, crashing o’er their crested heads, She bows her surly slaves! With foam before and fire behind, She rends the clinging sea, That flies before the roaring wind, Beneath […]
English Poetry. William Temple Franklin. I and Time, ’Gainst Any Two…. Уильям Темпл Франклин. «Я и Время, – сей союз могучий…»
William Temple Franklin (Уильям Темпл Франклин) * * * I and Time, ’gainst any two. Chance and I, ’gainst Time and you. Перевод на русский язык «Я и Время, – сей союз могучий…» Я и Время, – сей союз могучий Двум противоста́нет – даже львам, И противоста́нут я […]
English Poetry. George Pope Morris. Lines. Джордж Поуп Моррис.
George Pope Morris (Джордж Поуп Моррис) Lines After the Manner of the Olden Time. O Love! the mischief thou hast done! Thou god of pleasure and of pain!— None can escape thee—yes there’s one— All others find the effort vain: Thou cause of all my smiles and […]
English Poetry. George Pope Morris. The Flag of Our Union. Джордж Поуп Моррис.
George Pope Morris (Джордж Поуп Моррис) The Flag of Our Union “A song for our banner?”—The watchword recall Which gave the Republic her station: “United we stand—divided we fall!”— It made and preserves us a nation! The union of lakes—the union of lands— The union of States none […]
English Poetry. Lewis Carroll. The Wandering Burgess. Льюис Кэрролл. Пилигримлянин
Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл) The Wandering Burgess (“Our Willie” was Mr. Gladstone, who had been defeated at Oxford in 1865, and had since represented South Lancashire and Greenwich.) Our Willie had been sae lang awa’ Frae bonnie Oxford toon, The townsfolk they were greeting a’ […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. A Meadow Tragedy. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) A Meadow Tragedy Here’s a meadow full of sunshine Ripe grasses lush and high; There’s a reaper on the roadway, And a lark hangs in the sky. There’s a nest of love enclosing Three little beaks that cry; The reapers in […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. What Will You Give?. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) What Will You Give? What will you give me, if I will wed? “A golden gown To come sweetly down, And deck you from foot to head.” How will you keep me, if I am cold? “By a heart so warm, […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. Cupid Slain. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) Cupid Slain I come from a burial; Hush! let me be: I have put away my love, Fair exceedingly. Ah! the little gold curls Soft about his face; Now my heart is sorrowful For his sleeping-place. But he would pursue […]
English Poetry. Alfred Edward Housman. A Shropshire Lad. 54. With Rue My Heart Is Laden. Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен).
Alfred Edward Housman (Альфред Эдвард Хаусман (Хаусмен)) A Shropshire Lad. 54. With Rue My Heart Is Laden With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipt maiden And many a lightfoot lad. By brooks too broad for leaping The lightfoot boys […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. Wishes. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) Wishes I wish we could live as the flowers live, To breathe and to bloom in the summer and sun; To slumber and sway in the heart of the night, And to die when our glory had done. I wish we […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. Love. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) Love Deep in the moving depths Of yellow wine, I swore I’d drown your face, O love of mine; All clad in yellow hue, So fair to see, You crouched within my cup And laughed at me. Twice o’er a learned […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. An Imperfect Revolution. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) An Imperfect Revolution They crowded weeping from the teacher’s house, Crying aloud their fear at what he taught, Old men and young men, wives and maids unwed, And children screaming in the crowds unsought: Some to their temples with accustomed feet Bent—as […]
English Poetry. Dora Sigerson Shorter. All Souls’ Eve. Дора Сигерсон Шортер.
Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) All Souls’ Eve I cried all night to you, I called till day was here; Perhaps you could not come, Or were too tirèd, dear. Your chair I set by mine, I made the dim hearth glow, I whispered, “When he […]
English Poetry. Paul Laurence Dunbar. Passion and Love. Пол Лоренс Данбар.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (Пол Лоренс Данбар) Passion and Love A maiden wept and, as a comforter, Came one who cried, “I love thee,” and he seized Her in his arms and kissed her with hot breath, That dried the tears upon her flaming cheeks. While evermore his boldly […]
English Poetry. Paul Laurence Dunbar. A Prayer. Пол Лоренс Данбар.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (Пол Лоренс Данбар) A Prayer O Lord, the hard-won miles Have worn my stumbling feet: Oh, soothe me with thy smiles, And make my life complete. The thorns were thick and keen Where’er I trembling trod; The way was long between My wounded feet […]
English Poetry. Paul Laurence Dunbar. The Old Apple-Tree. Пол Лоренс Данбар.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (Пол Лоренс Данбар) The Old Apple-Tree There’s a memory keeps a-runnin’ Through my weary head to-night, An’ I see a picture dancin’ In the fire-flames’ ruddy light; ‘Tis the picture of an orchard Wrapped in autumn’s purple haze, With the tender light about it That […]