„Fruit-Gathering I” de Rabindranath Tagore
Bid me and I shall gather my fruits to bring them in full baskets into your courtyard, though some are lost and some not ripe.Porunceşte, şi eu voi culege toate fructele mele pentru a ţi le aduce în …
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„The Lake Isle of Innisfree” de W.B. Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee, And live alone in the bee-loud …
„Sonet II” de William Shakespeare
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tattered weed, of small worth held.De patruzeci de ierni când să te-apropii …
„The Gardener LXXXV” de Rabindranath Tagore
Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds. Open your doors and look abroad. …
„Midnight” de Archibald Lampman
From where I sit, I see the stars, And down the chilly floor The moon between the frozen bars Is glimmering dim and hoar.De aici văd, sus, constelaţiile, Şi jos podeaua de gheaţă Luna cu haloul îngheţat Sticleşte …
„Sonet XIV” de William Shakespeare
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck, And yet methinks I have astronomy; But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality.Eu nu culeg din stele-nţelepciune şi totuşi sunt …
„The Gardener XXXI” de Rabindranath Tagore
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes. They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars. My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but …
„Ice” de Charles G.D. Roberts
When Winter scourged the meadow and the hill And in the withered leafage worked his will, The water shrank, and shuddered, and stood still, - Then built himself a magic house of glass, Irised with memories of flowers …
„Sonet XXVIII” de William Shakespeare
How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarred the benefit of rest, When day's oppression is not eased by night, But day by night, and night by day, oppressed,Fericea stare cum voi dobândi-o, norocul somnului …
„The Gardener VI” de Rabindranath Tagore
The tame bird was in a cage, the free bird was in the forest. They met when the time came, it was a decree of fate. The free bird cries, "O my love, let us fly to wood." …
„In Situ” de Phyllis Webb
The poet in his tree of hell will see life steadily and see it well. The world is round. It moves in circles. The poet in his vision tree imparts immaculate necessity to murder, ignorance and lust.Poetul în …
„Sonet LIV” de William Shakespeare
O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live.O, mai frumoasă este frumuseţea, …
„The Gardener I” de Rabindranath Tagore
"Ah, poet, the evening draws near; your hair is turning grey. Do you in your lonely musing hear the message of the hereafter?" "It is evening, the poet said, and I am listening because some one may call …
„Gitanjali - IV” de Rabindranath Tagore
Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing that thy living touch is upon all my limbs. I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing that thou …
„Sonet XXIV” de William Shakespeare
Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled Thy beauty's form in table of my heart. My body is the frame wherein 'tis held, And perspective it is best painter's art;Ochiul, pe placa inimii mi-a scris, pictor …
„Frunze” de Mircea Ivănescu
aş vrea să mă aşez pe marginea trotuarului, să aştept să se facă noapte la capătul străzii singurătatea mea de acuma mai are ceva la fel cu cea din copilărie, când nu ştiam că trece pentru totdeauna vremea? …
„Gitanjali - II” de Rabindranath Tagore
When thou commandest me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride; and I look to thy face, and tears come to my eyes. All that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into …
„Sonet V” de William Shakespeare
Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell Will play the tyrants to the very same, And that unfair which fairly doth excel;Acele ore care cu nesaţii au făurit privirea-ţi …
„If” de Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can …
„Gitanjali - I” de Rabindranath Tagore
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life. This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and …