English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Mine. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) Mine Mine by the right of the white election! Mine by the royal seal! Mine by the sign in the scarlet prison Bars cannot conceal! Mine, here in vision and in veto! Mine, by the grave’s repeal Titled, confirmed, — delirious charter! […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. The Brain Within Its Groove. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back When floods have slit the hills, And scooped a turnpike for themselves, And blotted out the […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Mariana. Альфред Теннисон. Мариана
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Mariana With blackest moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all: The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the pear to the gable-wall. The broken sheds look’d sad and strange: Unlifted was the clinking latch; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Belshazzar Had a Letter. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * Belshazzar had a letter, – He never had but one; Belshazzar’s correspondent Concluded and begun In that immortal copy The conscience of us all Can read without its glasses On revelation’s wall. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson’s other poems: Summer Shower Psalm […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Whether My Bark Went Down at Sea. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * Whether my bark went down at sea, Whether she met with gales, Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails; By what mystic mooring She is held to-day, – This is the errand of the eye Out upon […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Unreturning. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) Unreturning ‘T was such a little, little boat That toddled down the bay! ‘T was such a gallant, gallant sea That beckoned it away! ‘T was such a greedy, greedy wave That licked it from the coast; Nor ever guessed the stately […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. A Book. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) A Book He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy days, And this bequest of wings Was but a book. What […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. I Taste a Liquor Never Brewed. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) * * * I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From inns of […]
English Poetry. Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. The Mystery of Pain. Эмили Дикинсон.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) The Mystery of Pain Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself, Its infinite realms contain Its past, enlightened to perceive New […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. A Patriotic Creed. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) A Patriotic Creed To serve my country day by day At any humble post I may; To honor and respect her flag, To live the traits of which I brag; To be American in deed As well as in my printed creed. […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. At Pelletier’s. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) At Pelletier’s We’ve been out to Pelletier’s Brushing off the stain of years, Quitting all the moods of men And been boys and girls again. We have romped through orchards blazing, Petted ponies gently grazing, Hidden in the hayloft’s spaces, And the […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Grandpa. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Grandpa My grandpa is the finest man Excep’ my pa. My grandpa can Make kites an’ carts an’ lots of things You pull along the ground with strings, And he knows all the names of birds, And how they call ‘thout using […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Just Folks. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Just Folks We’re queer folks here. We’ll talk about the weather, The good times we have had together, The good times near, The roses buddin’, an’ the bees Once more upon their nectar sprees; The scarlet fever scare, an’ who Came mighty […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Lady Clare. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Lady Clare IT was the time when lilies blow, And clouds are highest up in air, Lord Ronald brought a lily-white doe To give his cousin, Lady Clare. I trow they did not part in scorn- Lovers long-betroth’d were they: They too will […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Memory. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Memory I stood and watched him playing, A little lad of three, And back to me came straying The years that used to be; In him the boy was Maying Who once belonged to me. The selfsame brown his eyes were […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Pa Did It!. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Pa Did It! The train of cars that Santa brought is out of kilter now; While pa was showing how they went he broke the spring somehow. They used to run around a track–at least they did when he Would let me […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Sausage. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Sausage You may brag about your breakfast foods you eat at break of day, Your crisp, delightful shavings and your stack of last year’s hay, Your toasted flakes of rye and corn that fairly swim in cream, Or rave about a sawdust […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Since Jessie Died. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Since Jessie Died We understand a lot of things we never did before, And it seems that to each other Ma and I are meaning more. I don’t know how to say it, but since little Jessie died We have learned that […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. The Boy Soldier. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) The Boy Soldier Each evening on my lap there climbs A little boy of three, And with his dimpled, chubby fists He pounds me shamefully. He gives my beard a vicious tug, He bravely pulls my nose; And then he tussles with […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. The Fisherman. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) The Fisherman Along a stream that raced and ran Through tangled trees and over stones, That long had heard the pipes o’ Pan And shared the joys that nature owns, I met a fellow fisherman, Who greeted me in cheerful tones. […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. The Old-Fashioned Pair. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) The Old-Fashioned Pair ‘Tis a little old house with a squeak in the stairs, And a porch that seems made for just two easy chairs; In the yard is a group of geraniums red, And a glorious old-fashioned peony bed. Petunias and […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. The Sorry Hostess. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) The Sorry Hostess She said she was sorry the weather was bad The night that she asked us to dine; And she really appeared inexpressibly sad Because she had hoped ‘twould be fine. She was sorry to hear that my wife had […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. Unimportant Differences. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) Unimportant Differences If he is honest, kindly, true, And glad to work from day to day; If when his bit of toil is through With children he will stoop to play; If he does always what he can To serve another’s time […]
English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. When Mother Sleeps. Эдгар Альберт Гест.
Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест) When Mother Sleeps When mother sleeps, a slamming door Disturbs her not at all; A man might walk across the floor Or wander through the hall A pistol shot outside would not Drive slumber from her eyes– But she is always on […]
English Poetry. Alfred Tennyson. Demeter and Persephone. Альфред Теннисон.
Alfred Tennyson (Альфред Теннисон) Demeter and Persephone Faint as a climate-changing bird that flies All night across the darkness, and at dawn Falls on the threshold of her native land, And can no more, thou camest, O my child, Led upward by the God of ghosts and dreams, […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. When Willows Green. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) When Willows Green When goldenly the willows green, And, mirrored in the sunset pool, Hang wavering, wild-rose clouds between: When robins call in twilights cool: What is it we await? Who lingers and is late? What strange unrest, what yearning stirs us […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Compensation. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Compensation The brook ran laughing from the shade, And in the sunshine danced all day: The starlight and the moonlight made Its glimmering path a Milky Way. The blue sky burned, with summer fired; For parching fields, for pining flowers, The […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Kinship. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Kinship A lily grew in the tangle, In a flame red garment dressed, And many a ruby spangle Besprinkled her tawny breast. And the silken moth sailed by her With a swift and a snow-white sail; Not a gilt-girt bee came […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. The Spring Beauties. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) The Spring Beauties The Puritan Spring Beauties stood freshly clad for church; A Thrush, white-breasted, o’er them sat singing on his perch. “Happy be! for fair are ye!” the gentle singer told them, But presently a buff-coat Bee came booming up to […]
English Poetry. Helen Gray Cone. Thisbe. Хелен Грей Коун.
Helen Gray Cone (Хелен Грей Коун) Thisbe The garden within was shaded, And guarded about from sight; The fragrance flowed to the south wind, The fountain leaped to the light. And the street without was narrow, And dusty, and hot, and mean; But the bush that bore […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 34. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 34 Pale are my looks, forsaken of my life, Cinders my bones, consume’d with thy flame, Floods are my tears, to end this burning strife, And yet I sigh for to increase the same; I mourn alone because alone […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 20. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 20 First did I fear, when first my love began, Possessed in fits by watchful jealousy I sought to keep what I by favor won, And brooked no partner in my love to be. But tyrant sickness fed upon […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 12. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 12 I wish sometimes, although a worthless thing, Spurred by ambition, glad to aspire, Myself a monarch, or some mighty king, And then my thoughts do wish for to be higher. But when I view what winds the cedars […]
English Poetry. Giles Fletcher the Elder. Licia Sonnets 6. Джайлз Флетчер Старший.
Giles Fletcher the Elder (Джайлз Флетчер Старший) Licia Sonnets 6 My love amazed did blush herself to see, Pictured by art, all naked as she was. “How could the painter know so much by me, Or art effect what he hath brought to pass? It is not like […]
English Poetry. Ina Donna Coolbrith. Bret Harte (A stir of pines in the forest). Ина Донна Кулбрит.
Ina Donna Coolbrith (Ина Донна Кулбрит) Bret Harte (A stir of pines in the forest) A stir of pines in the forest, A klink of picks in the mine, And smoke from the tent and cabin Under the oak and vine; The peaks of the great Sierras, […]
English Poetry. Algernon Charles Swinburne. The Roundel. Алджернон Чарльз Суинбёрн.
Algernon Charles Swinburne (Алджернон Чарльз Суинбёрн) The Roundel A roundel is wrought as a ring or a starbright sphere, With craft of delight and with cunning of sound unsought, That the heart of the hearer may smile if to pleasure his ear A roundel is wrought. Its jewel […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. Thora’s Song. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) Thora’s Song (“Ashtaroth”) We severed in autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the barley Are ripe for the harvest now. We sunder’d one misty morning, Ere the hills were dimm’d by […]
English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. Doubtful Dreams. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
Adam Lindsay Gordon (Адам Линдсей Гордон) Doubtful Dreams Aye, snows are rife in December, And sheaves are in August yet, And you would have me remember, And I would rather forget; In the bloom of the May-day weather, In the blight of October chill, We were dreamers of […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. After Rain. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) After Rain For three whole days across the sky, In sullen packs that loomed and broke, With flying fringes dim as smoke, The columns of the rain went by; At every hour the wind awoke; The darkness passed upon the plain; The great drops […]
English Poetry. Archibald Lampman. The Bird and the Hour. Арчибальд Лемпман.
Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) The Bird and the Hour The sun looks over a little hill And floods the valley with gold– A torrent of gold; And the hither field is green and still; Beyond it a cloud outrolled, Is glowing molten and bright; And soon the hill, […]