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„Remembrance” de Emily Bronte
Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave? Dormi în pământ, sub …
„When Earth’s Last Picture Is Painted” de Rudyard Kipling
When Earth's last picture is painted And the tubes are twisted and dried When the oldest colors have faded And the youngest critic has died We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it Lie down for an …
„Invictus” de William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. Din bezna fără de hotar Ce mă-mpresoară pe pământ, Eu, căror zei or …
„Departure” de Coventry Patmore
IT was not like your great and gracious ways! Do you, that have naught other to lament, Never, my Love, repent Of how, that July afternoon, You went, With sudden, unintelligible phrase, And frighten'd eye, Upon your journey …
„The Prodigal Son” de Rudyard Kipling
Here come I to my own again, Fed, forgiven and known again, Claimed by bone of my bone again And cheered by flesh of my flesh. The fatted calf is dressed for me, But the husks have greater …
„Ode to the West Wind” de Percy Bysshe Shelley
I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, I O, vânt de-apus, suflare-a Toamnei crunte, De care fug – cum …
„Keith of Ravelston” de Sydney Thompson Dobell
The murmur of the mourning ghost That keeps the shadowy kine, 'O Keith of Ravelston, The sorrows of thy line!' Aşa se tânguia fantasma Care năluci de vaci păzea: „O, Keith din Ravelston, mi-a fost Osânda stirpei tale, …
„Up-Hill” de Christina Rossetti
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day’s journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. Au calea tot în sus va năzui? – Da, până …
„Autumn” de Thomas Hood
The autumn skies are flushed with gold, And fair and bright the rivers run; These are but streams of winter cold, And painted mists that quench the sun. De aur ud e-al Toamnei cer, Şi aleargă gârle lucitoare; …
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„October” de William Morris
O love, turn from the changing sea and gaze, Down these grey slopes, upon the year grown old, A-dying 'mid the autumn-scented haze That hangeth o'er the hollow in the wold, Where the wind-bitten ancient elms infold Grey …
„Rest” de Christina Rossetti
O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes; Seal her sweet eyes weary of watching, Earth; Lie close around her; leave no room for mirth With its harsh laughter, nor for sound of sighs. She hath no questions, she …
„Harp Song of the Dane Women” de Rudyard Kipling
What is a woman that you forsake her, And the hearth-fire and the home-acre, To go with the old grey Widow-maker? De ce părăsiţi voi pe doamnele dane, Şi vatra şi-ograda de două pogoane, Spre-a merge cu Baba-ce-face-vădane? …