„Requiem” de Robert Louis Stevenson
Under the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie: Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. Sub cerul verii înalt şi plin de stele O, sapă-mi …
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„Washington McNeely” de Edgar Lee Masters
Rich, honored by my fellow citizens, The father of many children, born of a noble mother, All raised there In the great mansion-house, at the edge of town. Note the cedar tree on the lawn! I sent all …
„On Being a Woman” de Dorothy Parker
Why is it, when I am in Rome I'd give an eye to be at home But when on native earth I be My soul is sick for Italy? De ce când sunt la Roma - aşa se …
„Elijah Browning” de Edgar Lee Masters
I was among multitudes of children Dancing at the foot of a mountain. A breeze blew out of the east and swept them as leaves, Driving some up the slopes.... All was changed. Here were flying lights, and …
„My Sweetest Lesbia” de Thomas Campion
My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love, And though the sager sort our deeds reprove, Let us not weigh them. Heaven’s great lamps do dive Into their west, and straight again revive, But soon as once set …
„Young and Old” de Charles Kingsley
When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away; Young blood …
„Penniwit, the Artist” de Edgar Lee Masters
I lost my patronage in Spoon River From trying to put my mind in the camera To catch the soul of the person. The very best picture I ever took Was of Judge Somers, attorney at law. He …
„Widow McFarlane” de Edgar Lee Masters
I was the Widow McFarlane, Weaver of carpets for all the village. And I pity you still at the loom of life, You who are singing to the shuttle And lovingly watching the work of your hands, If …
„Requiescat” de Dorothy Parker
Tonight my love is sleeping cold Where none may see and none shall pass. The daisies quicken in the mold, And richer fares the meadow grass. Aseară iubirea mea a plecat dintre vii Unde nimeni nu trece şi …
„Poetul” de Lucian Blaga
Întru pomenirea lui Rainer Maria Rilke In memory of Rainer Maria Rilke Prietenă, să nu mai rostim zădarnicul sunet cu care-l chemau muritorii! Astăzi, vorbind pentru toţi el nu are chip şi nu are nume — poetul! Viaţa …
„Ernest Hyde” de Edgar Lee Masters
My mind was a mirror: It saw what it saw, it knew what it knew. In youth my mind was just a mirror In a rapidly flying car, Which catches and loses bits of the landscape. Then in …
„Wisdom” de Dorothy Parker
This I say, and this I know: Love has seen the last of me. Love's a trodden lane to woe, Love's a path to misery. Asta ştiu şi asta spun, Dragoste nu-mi cereţi mie, Dragostea nu-i lucru bun, …
„Morning, Midday, and Evening Sacrifice” de Gerard Manley Hopkins
The dappled die-away Cheek and wimpled lip, The gold-wisp, the airy-grey Eye, all in fellowship— This, all this beauty blooming, This, all this freshness fuming, Give God while worth consuming. Foc vesel de pistrui, galeş obraz, buzele-n freamăt …
„Many Soldiers” de Edgar Lee Masters
The idea danced before us as a flag; The sound of martial music; The thrill of carrying a gun; Advancement in the world on coming home; A glint of glory, wrath for foes; A dream of duty to …
„Mirabila sămânţă” de Lucian Blaga
Mă rogi cu-n surâs şi cu dulce cuvânt rost să fac de seminţe, de rarele, pentru Eutopia, mândra grădină, în preajma căreia fulgere rodnice joacă să-nalţe tăcutele seve-n lumină. You ask me sweetly, and with smile, to bring …
„The Barn” de Seamus Heaney
Threshed corn lay piled like grit of ivory Or solid as cement in two-lugged sacks. The musty dark hoarded an armoury Of farmyard implements, harness, plough-socks. Grâu treierat, grămezi ca ivoriul, Sau solidul ciment în saci dubli şi …
„Heaven-Haven” de Gerard Manley Hopkins
A nun takes the veil. O tânără se călugăreşte. I have desired to go Where springs not fail, To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail And a few lilies blow. Să merg, dintotdeauna mi-am visat, pe …
„Psalm” de Lucian Blaga
O durere totdeauna mi-a fost singurătatea ta ascunsă Dumnezeule, dar ce era să fac? Când eram copil mă jucam cu tine şi-n închipuire te desfăceam cum desfaci o jucărie. Apoi sălbăticia mi-a crescut, cântările mi-au pierit, şi fără …
„As Kingfishers Catch Fire” de Gerard Manley Hopkins
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame; As tumbled over rim in roundy wells Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name; Each mortal thing does …
„Lacustră” de George Bacovia
De-atâtea nopţi aud plouând, Aud materia plângând... Sunt singur, şi ma duce-un gând Spre locuinţele lacustre. So many nights I‘ve heard the rain, Have heard matter weeping... I am alone, my mind is drawn Towards lacustrine dwellings. Şi …