English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Nightingales. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Nightingales The nightingales around our house Among the lovely orchard boughs: Where the young apple-dawn too soon Turns whiter than the daylit moon, And ’mid its shadowy silver bowers The quince is flushed with heavenly flowers That opening poise as though for flight: The […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. The White Blackbirds. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) The White Blackbirds Among the stripped and sooty twigs of the wild cherry tree Sometimes they flit and swing as though two blossoms of the Spring Had quickened on these bleak October branches suddenly. They are like fairy birds flown down from skies […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. The Daguerreotype. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) The Daguerreotype This, then, is she, My mother as she looked at seventeen, When she first met my father. Young incredibly, Younger than spring, without the faintest trace Of disappointment, weariness, or tean Upon the childlike earnestness and grace Of the waiting […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. How the Mead-Slave Was Set Free. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) How the Mead-Slave Was Set Free Nay, move not! Sit just as you are, Under the carved wings of the chair. The hearth-glow sifting through your hair Turns every dim pearl to a star Dawn-drowned in floods of brightening air. I […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. Song-Flower and Poppy. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) Song-Flower and Poppy I IN NEW YORK He plays the deuce with my writing time, For the penny my sixth-floor neighbor throws; He finds me proud of my pondered rhyme, And he leaves me–well, God knows It takes the shine […]
English Poetry. Charles Hamilton Sorley. Le Revenant. Чарльз Сорли.
Charles Hamilton Sorley (Чарльз Сорли) Le Revenant He trod the oft-remembered lane (Now smaller-seeming than before When first he left his father’s door For newer things), but still quite plain (Though half-benighted now) upstood Old landmarks, ghosts across the lane That brought the Bygone back again: Shorn […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. A Rhine-Land Drinking Song. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) A Rhine-Land Drinking Song If our own life is the life of a flower (And that’s what some sages are thinking), We should moisten the bud with a health-giving flood And ’twill bloom all the sweeter— Yes, life’s the completer For drinking, and drinking, […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. Hugo’s “Pool in the Forest”. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) Hugo’s “Pool in the Forest” How calm, how beauteous and how cool— How like a sister to the skies, Appears the broad, transparent pool That in this quiet forest lies. The sunshine ripples on its face, And from the world around, above, It hath […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. The Jaffa and Jerusalem Railway. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) The Jaffa and Jerusalem Railway A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining chair; Some postal cars, and baggage, too; a vestibule of patent make; With buffers, duffers, switches, and the soughing […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. The Three Tailors. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) The Three Tailors I shall tell you in rhyme how, once on a time, Three tailors tramped up to the inn Ingleheim, On the Rhine, lovely Rhine; They were broke, but the worst of it all, they were curst With that malady common to […]
English Poetry. John Milton. On The Lord Gen. Fairfax At The Seige Of Colchester. Джон Мильтон. Генералу лорду Ферфаксу по случаю осады Колчестера
John Milton (Джон Мильтон) On The Lord Gen. Fairfax At The Seige Of Colchester Fairfax, whose name in armes through Europe rings Filling each mouth with envy, or with praise, And all her jealous monarchs with amaze, And rumors loud, that daunt remotest kings, Thy firm unshak’n vertue […]
English Poetry. Percy Bysshe Shelley. The Irishman’s Song. Перси Биши Шелли. Песня ирландца
Percy Bysshe Shelley (Перси Биши Шелли) The Irishman’s Song The stars may dissolve, and the fountain of light May sink into ne’er ending chaos and night, Our mansions must fall, and earth vanish away, But thy courage O Erin! may never decay. See! the wide wasting ruin […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. The Stoddards. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) The Stoddards When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, the Stoddards hight; Their home in Fifteenth street is all so snug, and furnished so, That, when I once get planted there, […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. Love Song—Heine. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) Love Song—Heine Many a beauteous flower doth spring From the tears that flood my eyes, And the nightingale doth sing In the burthen of my sighs. If, O child, thou lovest me, Take these flowerets fair and frail, And my soul shall waft […]
English Poetry. Isabella Valancy Crawford. The White Bull. Изабелла Валанси Кроуфорд.
Isabella Valancy Crawford (Изабелла Валанси Кроуфорд) The White Bull Ev’ry dusk eye in Madrid, Flash’d blue ‘neath its lid; As the cry and the clamour ran round, “The king has been crown’d! And the brow of his bride has been bound With the crown of a queen!” And […]
English Poetry. Isabella Valancy Crawford. A Hungry Day. Изабелла Валанси Кроуфорд.
Isabella Valancy Crawford (Изабелла Валанси Кроуфорд) A Hungry Day I mind him well, he was a quare ould chap, Come like meself from swate ould Erin’s sod, He hired me wanst to help his harvest in; The crops was fine that summer, prais’d be God! He found us, […]
English Poetry. Isabella Valancy Crawford. My Irish Love. Изабелла Валанси Кроуфорд.
Isabella Valancy Crawford (Изабелла Валанси Кроуфорд) My Irish Love Beside the saffron of a curtain, lit With broidered flowers, below a golden fringe That on her silver shoulder made a glow, Like the sun kissing lilies in the dawn; She sat—my Irish love—slim, light and tall. Between his […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. The World’s Amazing Beauty. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) The World’s Amazing Beauty The world’s amazing beauty would make us cry Aloud; but something in it strikes us dumb. Beech-forests drenched in sunny floods Where shaking rays and shadows hum, The unrepeated aspects of the sky, Clouds in their lightest and their wildest […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Spring-Dawn. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Spring-Dawn Heaven, the Spring’s coming true again! Easterly over the sky’s spring-blue again Passes a pearly flight of cloud– Somewhere a dovecote is empty, surely! And all of its birds have flown in a brood Over the pure blue purely! Westerly owl-grey gatherings […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Solitary. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Solitary He moved his fellow-men among And changed with them some forms of speech. His heart was separate from his tongue, They would not hear his heart beseech. Their needs were very like his own, Quivering in bodies numb and dazed; They smiled […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. The Reflection. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) The Reflection She had no life except to be what men Required of her to be. They came for sympathy, and came again For sympathy. She never knew the way her heart to spare When they were hurt or worn, Whatever one may […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. The Story-Teller. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) The Story-Teller Over the hearth on which we burned Brown beech-nuts, lichen-twigs, and cones, I sat beside her while she turned A forkèd wand within the pyre, Until two little spirts of fire Sprang from the hazel’s withered bones. Then, with her eyes […]
English Poetry. John Milton. To Mr. H. Lawes on His Airs. Джон Мильтон. Мистеру Генри Лоузу о его музыке
John Milton (Джон Мильтон) To Mr. H. Lawes on His Airs Harry, whose tuneful and well-measured song First taught our English music how to span Words with just note and accent, not to scan With Midas’ ears, committing short and long, Thy worth and skill exempts thee from […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. Echoes. 10. The Sea Is Full of Wandering Foam. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) Echoes. 10. The Sea Is Full of Wandering Foam The sea is full of wandering foam, The sky of driving cloud; My restless thoughts among them roam . . . The night is dark and loud. Where are the hours that […]
English Poetry. William Ernest Henley. Echoes. 8. We’ll Go No More A-Roving. Уильям Эрнст Хенли.
William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли) Echoes. 8. We’ll Go No More A-Roving We’ll go no more a-roving by the light of the moon. November glooms are barren beside the dusk of June. The summer flowers are faded, the summer thoughts are sere. We’ll go no more a-roving, […]
English Poetry. William Schwenck Gilbert. The Bab Ballads. The Pantomime “Super” to His Mask. Уильям Швенк Гильберт.
William Schwenck Gilbert (Уильям Швенк Гильберт) The Bab Ballads. The Pantomime “Super” to His Mask Vast empty shell! Impertinent, preposterous abortion! With vacant stare, And ragged hair, And every feature out of all proportion! Embodiment of echoing inanity! Excellent type of simpering insanity! Unwieldy, clumsy nightmare of humanity! […]
English Poetry. William Schwenck Gilbert. The Bab Ballads. A Discontented Sugar Broker. Уильям Швенк Гильберт.
William Schwenck Gilbert (Уильям Швенк Гильберт) The Bab Ballads. A Discontented Sugar Broker A Gentleman of City fame Now claims your kind attention; East India broking was his game, His name I shall not mention: No one of finely-pointed sense Would violate a confidence, And shall I go […]
English Poetry. William Schwenck Gilbert. The Bab Ballads. The Reverend Micah Sowls. Уильям Швенк Гильберт.
William Schwenck Gilbert (Уильям Швенк Гильберт) The Bab Ballads. The Reverend Micah Sowls The Reverend Micah Sowls, He shouts and yells and howls, He screams, he mouths, he bumps, He foams, he rants, he thumps. His armour he has buckled on, to wage The regulation war against […]
English Poetry. Anne Hunter. Song 12. Where the green ivy twining. Энн Хантер.
Anne Hunter (Энн Хантер) Song 12. Where the green ivy twining WHERE the green ivy twining, Binds round the burn’s brow, I heard a voice complaining In numbers sad and low. “Alas! she’s gone for ever, Now low in earth she lies; And I, forlorn, shall never Behold […]
English Poetry. Anne Hunter. The Song of the Wandering Lady. Энн Хантер.
Anne Hunter (Энн Хантер) The Song of the Wandering Lady FOUNDED ON A TRUE STORY. THROUGH dreary wilds forlorn I go When loud the storms of winter blow; On me they waste their rage in vain, For I can feel nor joy nor pain. My sheep, companions […]
English Poetry. Richard Watson Gilder. The New Day. Part 3. 13. “Once When We Walked Within a Summer Field”. Ричард Уотсон Гилдер.
Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер) The New Day. Part 3. 13. “Once When We Walked Within a Summer Field” Once when we walked within a summer field I pluckt the flower of immortality, And said, “Dear Love of mine, I give to thee This […]
English Poetry. Josephine Preston Peabody. The Wind’s East. Жозефина Престон Пибоди.
Josephine Preston Peabody (Жозефина Престон Пибоди) The Wind’s East The Wind’s east,–Oh, Oh! Only a little while ago, To-day was just like yesterday. But now–now, only Now The world’s all turned some silver way;– I know how, I know how! The Wind’s east, The Wind’s east!– Salt, […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. The Girl with the Ball. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) The Girl with the Ball She ran with her ball in her light dress floating and free, Tossing it, tossing it up in the evening light, She ran with her ball at the edge of the outgoing sea On sand which the dropping sun […]
English Poetry. John Milton. To The Lady Margaret Ley. Джон Мильтон. К леди Маргарет Ли
John Milton (Джон Мильтон) To The Lady Margaret Ley Daughter to that good Earl, one President Of England’s Council and her Treasury, Who lived in both unstained with gold or fee, And left them both, more in himself content, Till the sad breaking of that Parliament Broke him, […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. The Singer. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) The Singer I had a holy hour last night. The room her presence made so pure Was shaded in uncertain light, But oh, the light it held was sure. There while about her golden head The shadows and the low light played, She […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. A Christening. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) A Christening This day we are met to set a name On thy mysterious dust and flame, That in the years to follow, when Thy feet shall walk the ways of men, Thou mayst according to his plan Be known thereby to man. […]
English Poetry. Martin Parker. A True Tale of Robin Hood. Мартин Паркер. Правдивый рассказ о Робин Гуде
Martin Parker (Мартин Паркер) A True Tale of Robin Hood Both gentlemen, or yeomen bould, Or whatsoever you are, To have a stately story tould, Attention now prepare. It is a tale of Robbin Hood, That I to you will tell, Which being rightly understood, I know […]
English Poetry. Robert Herrick. The Bracelet to Julia. Роберт Геррик (Херрик).
Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик)) The Bracelet to Julia Why I tie about thy wrist, Julia, this my silken twist? For what other reason is’t, But to shew thee how in part Thou my pretty captive art? But thy bond-slave is my heart; ‘Tis but silk that bindeth […]
English Poetry. Robert Herrick. Upon Love (A crystal vial Cupid brought). Роберт Геррик (Херрик).
Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик)) Upon Love (A crystal vial Cupid brought) A crystal vial Cupid brought, Which had a juice in it: Of which who drank, he said, no thought Of Love he should admit. I, greedy of the prize, did drink, And emptied soon the […]
English Poetry. Robert Herrick. A Vow to Venus. Роберт Геррик (Херрик).
Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик)) A Vow to Venus Happily I had a sight Of my dearest dear last night; Make her this day smile on me, And I’ll roses give to thee! Robert Herrick’s other poems: The Present Time Best Pleaseth The Definition of Beauty The Ceremonies […]