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Sara Teasdale «There will come soft rains…»

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Стихотворение американской поэтессы Сары Тисдейл «Будут сладкими ливни…» на английском языке и в двух переводах на русский язык. There will come soft rains… There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white; Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, If mankind perished utterly; And … Читать далее →

Robert Frost «Into My Own»

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Стихотворение Роберта Ли Фроста «Путь к себе» на английском языке и в трех переводах на русский язык. Into My Own One of my wishes is that those dark trees, So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze, Were not, as ’twere, the merest mask of gloom, But stretched away unto the edge of doom. I should not be withheld but that some day Into their vastness I should steal away, Fearless of ever finding open land, Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand. I do not see why I should e’er turn back, Or those should not … Читать далее →

John Donne «Air and Angels»

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Air and Angels Twice or thrice had I lov’d thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame Angels affect us oft, and worshipp’d be; Still when, to where thou wert, I came, Some lovely glorious nothing I did see. But since my soul, whose child love is, Takes limbs of flesh, and else could nothing do, More subtle than the parent is Love must not be, but take a body too; And therefore what thou wert, and who, I bid Love ask, and now That it assume thy body, I allow, … Читать далее →

Robert Burns «My Nannie, O.»

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My Nannie, O. Behind yon hills, where Lugar flows, ⁠’Mang moors and mosses many, O, The wintry sun the day has clos’d, ⁠And I’ll awa’ to Nannie, O. The westlin wind blaws loud and shrill; ⁠The night’s baith mirk and rainy, O; But I’ll get my plaid, and out I’ll steal. ⁠And o’er the hill to Nannie, O. My Nannie’s charming, sweet, and young; ⁠Nae artfu’ wiles to win ye, O: May ill befa’ the flattering tongue ⁠That wad beguile my Nannie, O. Her face is fair, her heart is true, ⁠As spotless as she’s bonnie, O; The opening gowan … Читать далее →

Thomas Hardy «Afterwards»

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Стихотворение английского поэта Томаса Харди (1840-1928) «Afterwards» на английском языке и в трёх переводах на русский язык. Звукозапись стихотворения на английском языке: Afterwards When the Present has latched its postern behind my tremulous stay, And the May month flaps its glad green leaves like wings, Delicate-filmed as new-spun silk, will the neighbours say, «He was a man who used to notice such things?» If it be in the dusk when, like an eyelid’s soundless blink, The dewfall-hawk comes crossing the shades to alight Upon the wind-warped upland thorn, a gazer may think, «To him this must have been a familiar … Читать далее →

Robert Burns «Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever»

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Стихотворение Роберта Бернса «Прощальный поцелуй» на английском языке и в трёх переводах на русский язык. Звукозапись стихотворения на английском языке. Ae Fond Kiss Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I’ll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I’ll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerful twinkle lights me; Dark despair around benights me. I’ll ne’er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy: But to see her was to love her; Love but her, and love for … Читать далее →

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

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Одна из традиционных рождественских песен на английском языке, ставшая популярной после исполнения актрисой и певицей Джуди Гарленд в фильме «Встреть меня в Сент-Луисе». Оригинальный текст, перевод и видеоклипы. Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the Yule-tide gay, Next year all our troubles will be miles away. Once again, as in olden days, Happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more. Someday soon … Читать далее →