English Poetry. John Pierpont. News-Carrier’s Address. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) News-Carrier’s Address Years roll along; and, as they glide away In silent lapse, on every New-Year’s day ‘T is claimed by custom that we carriers sing; And thus the tribute of the Muse we bring. Not that the strain with classic smoothness flows, Nor […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Christian’s Duty to Attempt the Salvation of Drunkards. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) Christian’s Duty to Attempt the Salvation of Drunkards While intemperance, as a cloud, Hovers o’er our native land, While its victims, in a crowd, Round the burning altar stand, Shall we not, as Christians, rise To prevent the sacrifice? While on every hand […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Come All Ye Young Teetotallers. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) * * * Come all ye young teetotallers— Come with us while we go To fight with old king Alcohol, A brave and mortal foe. Then rouse, my lads, then rouse ye up; Come forward every one; We’ll banish far the poison cup, Nor […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Awake, Awake, Take the Pledge. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) * * * Awake! awake! and take the pledge, Without a fear or doubt! ‘T will weave around your heart a hedge, To keep the demon out; ‘T will wake a thrill of heavenly joy In her who weeps at home; And laughing girl […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Evening Prayer for a Child. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) Evening Prayer for a Child Another day its course hath run, And still, O God, thy child is blessed; For thou hast been by day my sun, And thou wilt be by night my rest. Sweet sleep descends, my eyes to close; And […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. For the Album of Miss Caroline C—. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) For the Album of Miss Caroline C— “Grace is deceitful, and beauty vain.” Solomon. O, say not, wisest of all the kings That have risen on Israel’s throne to reign, Say not, as one of your wisest things, That grace is false, […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Death of Charles Follen. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) Death of Charles Follen O, not for thee weep;—we weep For her, whose lone and long caress, And widow’s tears, from fountains deep, Fall on the early fatherless. ‘T is for ourselves we mourn;—we mourn Our blighted hopes, our wishes crossed, Thy strength, […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. A Sister’s Thoughts over a Brother’s Grave. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) A Sister’s Thoughts over a Brother’s Grave He sleeps in peace! Death’s cold eclipse His radiant eyes hath shrouded o’er, And slander’s poison, from the lips Of woman, on his heart no more Distils, and burns it to its core. He sleeps in […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. Temperance Song. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) Temperance Song A Parody Some love to roam Where the glasses foam, And the poison circles free— But a chosen band, In a rescued land, And a Temperance Life for me. When morning beams O’er the mountain streams, Oh merrily forth we go, […]
English Poetry. John Pierpont. The Cold Water Army. Джон Пирпонт.
John Pierpont (Джон Пирпонт) The Cold Water Army With banner and with badge we come, An Army true and strong, To fight against the hosts of rum, And this shall be our song:— We love the clear cold water springs, Supplied by gentle showers: We feel the strength […]
English Poetry. George MacDonald. Winter Song. Джордж Макдональд.
George MacDonald (Джордж Макдональд) Winter Song They were parted then at last? Was it duty, or force, or fate? Or did a worldly blast Blow-to the meeting-gate? An old, short story is this! A glance, a trembling, a sigh, A gaze in the eyes, a kiss- Why […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Expectation and Experience. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Expectation and Experience ‘I had a holiday once,’ said the woman – Her name I did not know – ‘And I thought that where I’d like to go, Of all the places for being jolly, And getting rid of melancholy, Would be to […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Reluctant Confession. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Reluctant Confession ‘What did you do? Cannot you let me know?’ ‘Don’t ask! . . .’Twas midnight, and I’d lost at cards.’ ‘Ah. Was it crime – or seemed it to be so?’ ‘No – not till afterwards.’ ‘But what, then, did you […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Unkept Good Fridays. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Unkept Good Fridays There are many more Good Fridays Than this, if we but knew The names, and could relate them, Of men whom rulers slew For their goodwill, and date them As runs the twelvemonth through. These nameless Christs’ Good Fridays, […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. An Unkindly May. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) An Unkindly May A shepherd stands by a gate in a white smock-frock: He holds the gate ajar, intently counting his flock. The sour spring wind is blurting boisterous-wise, And bears on it dirty clouds across the skies; Plantation timbers creak like […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. The Love-Letters. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) The Love-Letters (In Memoriam H.R.) I met him quite by accident In a bye-path that he’d frequent. And, as he neared, the sunset glow Warmed up the smile of pleasantry Upon his too thin face, while he Held a square packet up […]
English Poetry. Thomas Hardy. Love Watches a Window. Томас Гарди (Харди).
Thomas Hardy (Томас Гарди (Харди)) Love Watches a Window ‘Here in the window beaming across Is he – the lineaments like him so! – The saint whose name I do not know, With the holy robe and the cheek aglow. Here will I kneel as if worshipping God […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Sonnets. 2. O Spare Me from the Hand of Niggard Love. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Sonnets. 2. O Spare Me from the Hand of Niggard Love O spare me from the hand of niggard love That grasps at interest on what it lends, And sets cold counsel as a guard above The hoard it calculates before it spends. Such […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Sonnets. 6. Certain among Us Walk in Loneliness. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Sonnets. 6. Certain among Us Walk in Loneliness Certain among us walk in loneliness Along the pale unprofitable days, Hazarding many an unanswered guess At what vague purpose wastes us on our ways. We know that we are potent to create, We say, I […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Sonnets. 9. Love Needs not Two the Render It Complete. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Sonnets. 9. Love Needs not Two the Render It Complete Love needs not two the render it complete, O certainly love needs not even one! Sweet singing wants no listener to be sweet, And unseen light’s still proper to the sun. When sunlight falls […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Sonnets. 13.Thy Glance Is Lovelier Than the Glance of the Moon. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Sonnets. 13.Thy Glance Is Lovelier Than the Glance of the Moon Thy glance is lovelier than the glance of the moon, Thy breath more heavenly than the breath of may, When thou dost gaze my sight begins to swoon, When thou dost breathe my […]
English Poetry. George MacDonald. Blind Sorrow. Джордж Макдональд.
George MacDonald (Джордж Макдональд) Blind Sorrow ‘My life is drear; walking I labour sore; The heart in me is heavy as a stone; And of my sorrows this the icy core: Life is so wide, and I am all alone!’ Thou did’st walk so, with heaven-born eyes […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Sonnets. 17. My Little Dream, My Momentary Dream. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Sonnets. 17. My Little Dream, My Momentary Dream My little dream, my momentary dream, My illimitable dream has slipt away. It came not like the morning, but the gleam In morning’s van that is not night or day. But since my walls of ignorance […]
English Poetry. Eleanor Farjeon. Sonnets. 1. Man Cannot Be a Sophist to His Heart. Элинор Фарджон.
Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон) Sonnets. 1. Man Cannot Be a Sophist to His Heart Man cannot be a sophist to his heart, He must look nakedly on his intent, Expose it of all shreds of argument, And strip it like a slave-girl in the mart. What though with […]
English Poetry. Herman Melville. John Marr and Other Sailors. Герман Мелвилл.
Herman Melville (Герман Мелвилл) John Marr and Other Sailors Since as in night’s deck-watch ye show, Why, lads, so silent here to me, Your watchmate of times long ago? Once, for all the darkling sea, You your voices raised how clearly, Striking in when tempest sung; Hoisting up […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. Jetsam. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) Jetsam I wonder can this be the world it was At sunset? I remember the sky fell Green as pale meadows, at the long street-ends, But overhead the smoke-wrack hugged the roofs As if to shut the city from God’s eyes Till […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. The Departure. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) The Departure I I sat beside the glassy evening sea, One foot upon the thin horn of my lyre, And all its strings of laughter and desire Crushed in the rank wet grasses heedlessly; Nor did my dull eyes care to […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. Heart’s Wild-Flower. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) Heart’s Wild-Flower To-night her lids shall lift again, slow, soft, with vague desire, And lay about my breast and brain their hush of spirit fire, And I shall take the sweet of pain as the laborer his hire. And though no […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. The Menagerie. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) The Menagerie Thank God my brain is not inclined to cut Such capers every day! I ‘m just about Mellow, but then–There goes the tent-flap shut. Rain ‘s in the wind. I thought so: every snout Was twitching when the keeper turned […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. Until the Troubling of the Waters. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) Until the Troubling of the Waters Two hours, two hours: God give me strength for it! He who has given so much strength to me And nothing to my child, must give to-day What more I need to try and save my […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. Road-Hymn for the Start. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) Road-Hymn for the Start Leave the early bells at chime, Leave the kindled hearth to blaze, Leave the trellised panes where children linger out the waking-time, Leave the forms of sons and fathers trudging through the misty ways, Leave the sounds of […]
English Poetry. William Vaughn Moody. Good Friday Night. Уильям Воэн Муди.
William Vaughn Moody (Уильям Воэн Муди) Good Friday Night At last the bird that sang so long In twilight circles, hushed his song: Above the ancient square The stars came here and there. Good Friday night! Some hearts were bowed, But some amid the waiting crowd Because […]
English Poetry. William Topaz McGonagall. Young Munro the Sailor. Уильям Топаз Макгонаголл.
William Topaz McGonagall (Уильям Топаз Макгонаголл) Young Munro the Sailor ‘Twas on a sunny morning in the month of May, I met a pretty damsel on the banks o’ the Tay; I said, My charming fair one, come tell to me I pray, Why do you walk alone […]
English Poetry. Charles Hamilton Sorley. Return. Чарльз Сорли.
Charles Hamilton Sorley (Чарльз Сорли) Return Still stand the downs so wise and wide? Still shake the trees their tresses grey? I thought their beauty might have died Since I had been away. I might have known the things I love, The winds, the flocking […]
English Poetry. Charles Hamilton Sorley. Autumn Dawn. Чарльз Сорли.
Charles Hamilton Sorley (Чарльз Сорли) Autumn Dawn And this is morning. Would you think That this was the morning, when the land Is full of heavy eyes that blink Half-opened, and the tall trees stand Too tired to shake away the drops Of passing night that cling around […]
English Poetry. Charles Hamilton Sorley. East Kennet Church at Evening. Чарльз Сорли.
Charles Hamilton Sorley (Чарльз Сорли) East Kennet Church at Evening I stood amongst the corn, and watched The evening coming down. The rising vale was like a queen, And the dim church her crown. Crown-like it stood against the hills. Its form was passing fair. I […]
English Poetry. Charles Hamilton Sorley. Stones. Чарльз Сорли.
Charles Hamilton Sorley (Чарльз Сорли) Stones This field is almost white with stones That cumber all its thirsty crust. And underneath, I know, are bones, And all around is death and dust. And if you love a livelier hue— O, if you love the […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. Ballad of Women I Love. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) Ballad of Women I Love Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate Hid away in an oaken chest, And a Franklin platter of ancient date Beareth Amandy Baker’s crest; What times soever I’ve been their guest, Says I to myself in an undertone: “Of […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. To Cinna. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) To Cinna Cinna, the great Venusian told In songs that will not die How in Augustan days of old Your love did glorify His life and all his being seemed Thrilled by that rare incense Till, grudging him the dreams he dreamed, The gods […]
English Poetry. Eugene Field. The Dream-Ship. Юджин Филд.
Eugene Field (Юджин Филд) The Dream-Ship When the world is fast asleep, Along the midnight skies— As though it were a wandering cloud— The ghostly dream-ship flies. An angel stands at the dream-ship’s helm, An angel stands at the prow, And an angel stands at the dream-ship’s […]