Стихи англоязычных поэтов с переводом на русский язык

Под этой рубрикой публикуются стихи англоязычных поэтов на английском языке с переводом на русский язык.
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Kathleen Raine «Spell Against Sorrow»

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Spell Against Sorrow Who will take away Carry away sorrow, Bear away grief? Stream wash away Float away sorrow, Flow away, bear away Wear away sorrow, Carry away grief. Mists hide away Shroud my sorrow, Cover the mountains, Overcloud remembrance, Hide away grief. Earth take away Make away sorrow, Bury the lark’s bones Under the turf. Bury my grief. Black crow tear away Rend away sorrow, Talon and beak Pluck out the heart And the nerves of pain, Tear away grief. Sun take away Melt away sorrow, Dew lies grey, Rain hangs on the grass, Sun dry tears. Sleep take … Читать далее →

William Butler Yeats «When You Are Old…»

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Стихотворение ирландского англоязычного поэта и писателя Уильяма Батлера Йейтса (1865–1939) «Когда ты станешь старой и седой…» на английском языке и в трёх переводах на русский язык. * * * When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; … Читать далее →

Wystan Hugh Auden «Brussels in Winter»

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Стихотворение англо-американского поэта Уистена Хью Одена (1907–1973) «Зимний Брюссель» на английском и русском языках. Brussels in Winter Wandering the cold streets tangled like old string, Coming on fountains silent in the frost, The city still escapes you, it has lost The qualities that say “I am a Thing.” Only the homeless and the really humbled Seem to be sure exactly where they are, And in their misery are all assembled; The winter holds them like the Opera. Ridges of rich apartments rise tonight Where isolated windows glow like farms: A phrase goes packed with meaning like a van, A look … Читать далее →

Robert Graves «Dead Cow Farm»

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Dead Cow Farm An ancient saga tells us how In the beginning the First Cow (For nothing living yet had birth But Elemental Cow on earth) Began to lick cold stones and mud: Under her warm tongue flesh and blood Blossomed, a miracle to believe: And so was Adam born, and Eve. Here now is chaos once again, Primeval mud, cold stones and rain. Here flesh decays and blood drips red, And the Cow’s dead, the old Cow’s dead. Robert Graves (1895–1985) Ферма мертвой коровы Внимая древней саги слову, Мы снова верим в Пракорову — Земли и неба первый плод, … Читать далее →

Edna St. Vincent Millay «The Buck in the Snow»

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Стихотворение американской поэтессы Эдны Сент-Винсент Миллей «Олень на снегу» на английском и русском языках. The Buck in the Snow White sky, over the hemlocks bowed with snow, Saw you not at the beginning of evening the antlered buck and his doe Standing in the apple-orchard? I saw them. I saw them suddenly go, Tails up, with long leaps lovely and slow, Over the stone-wall into the wood of hemlocks bowed with snow. Now he lies here, his wild blood scalding the snow. How strange a thing is death, bringing to his knees, bringing to his antlers The buck in the … Читать далее →

Ted Hughes «Amulet»

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Amulet Inside the wolfs fang, the mountain of heather. Inside the mountain of heather, the wolfs fur. Inside the wolfs fur, the ragged forest. Inside the ragged forest, the wolfs foot. Inside the wolfs foot, the stony horizon. Inside the stony horizon, the wolfs tongue. Inside the wolfs tongue, the doe’s tears. Inside the doe’s tears, the frozen swamp. Inside the frozen swamp, the wolfs blood. Inside the wolfs blood, the snow wind. Inside the snow wind, the wolfs eye. Inside the wolfs eye, the North star. Inside the North star, the wolfs fang. Ted Hughes (1930-1998) Амулет В волчьем … Читать далее →

Ruth Fainlight «Elegant Sibyl»

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Стихотворение англоязычной поэтессы Рут Фейнлайт (англ. Ruth Fainlight, дата рождения 25 мая 1931 г.) «Элегантная Сивилла» на английском и русском языках. Elegant Sibyl Having become an expert at false tones as the voices slide lower or higher than intended out of control, having heard so many lies seen so many faces altering crazily trying to hide their real motives, having pondered the fat of those who came to consult her and how little difference any words make, her gaze is now withdrawn and watchful as a diplomat’s. Her lips, though still full, meet firmly in a straight hard line. But … Читать далее →