E

q*-r

?i
Fe
U)

*
H
o
7
Jnhn Keats
o Poetical Weirks

,//t*,

j
llrruf.
r; 'ln'
ftn
I ri:it
;.l ttt
VI
*
r
riJ
\r,i
(fl
{:llft
1i,r ,1(.
(2:

i{l
,:ll
ffir
i-L
I ';:
l',ti

l
"d
ililfi;"'"
1""""'- evi-vl-r'J\' I
I
EneEutv ev^Htnn
DONVIIE
I ntertotnEcnr E ltvl4t'ir;:E :
hilji-riirv -fnc Eur; tor"+i;4';

N-\\\$
Poetical
Vorks
of
John
Keats

Progress Publishets t Moscow 1966

 AlItoH HI4TC, Efo ?ItI{3Hb 14 TIOE3I{tr

fimoua- lturca' fi coxtaJle-

Coctasurelt c6oPuura' I4Ms selrnoro asuufrcroro EooraropaBAo MeEee' qeM oEo TOro
crarbu n l{oMMeErapnfl gtrIo, traBecrEo rour,"*"*-""tareng*t
a"rop
- t"ifJ,fo"J"i;*,
"atyo"iearsot
B. Poeoe n"" - oAEo ua apuaftmtx---cBerrrr asraufic*oft
s tnruposofr ntrreparype'
floastrE; oE BantrMaer yntrRaJrbroe tfrecto crtrJrg-' c Eaftpouoll- u
XY4oxunx il' Ilo7onvcnutt'
TgoDqecrso ,ro"o oott'"q"ro Macrepa
aurruiicn or o pe B oJI rcq'oE-
--
ii.",i# ;"6p ";-fi qu" o u-tfr * tBe sAueDco6ou--
"
csoeo6Paaubrft uporect
Eoro poMaur"r*u, optgdt-;nnnei' B EeM Bbrpa]Ke'o crpeM,r-eflEe
rIDoruB yRJraAa *"tt"-Gto a''oxtr'
B qefloBene'
;i ;*,.p*;t['"n"to ncero - JrJrtl[rero' *ro safiome'o
"iove"ir, c"oto6piare ltutc-a ero AocrotrEbrlr
d"ir, " u uBJrlentrg' Eo u
Iro roJrbno Eamero optttio"uoto BEITMaEuE
firo6slr.
t

]Ifuasr lturca 6mna oqeEb Ee4orrra u o ssemseft-ctopourr'ue6o-

csrE no-Eroxa r ouaca ltrtca'
;;;'"';fi;filonAon
"";;1;6';;;;;.--G
nDoBuuquana, o"paa*t"-tro d u raM Ea
^-n-oo
p" cs oei o- ntrsa :'[ x on p oAu JI cs
'fienuBltrerocfl
I *L u"d"rc,
.bto"r"J.il*
:i1";;;;#"i-zs5 "on, ig *o"**"", Horopoft loltJ
-x-o^'
BJraA€rrbqeM
ero ot"q' l"t""u" evnvq"T-"-9"r orrrrqancff "rtrarroB-
npeMeus crarl -un
xapar(repoM ipooy"xaroguofr noauollirocrlr BBfl-
JIITBLIM -t'o np"*i' B-ocrun Jrer oE
r'rbcfi B Kaftyrc-Etrovli
octrporeJl: orqa
qeM qepes ro4 (Dpeucec
y6nua c6poctrBmafl ."6;;ftAi: N{eru-e
BbrmJI€ BaMy'r( EToptrtlEo' Tarime
Iturc, n4ona *artpo*u AerbME'
" *o"'o-H,- Bulrstta P-o'uuurca' Bpar
aa co4opx(arao"
oraaanca
E ero opara
rloyAaq'brM' tffiyt" p"att*"oucr' '['xoua
" "t*opJ
,{rxop4ma orAa,r[ R rracl'r yro r r rrr(oJt y, rrpurri4(Jrc]nannyro npenogo6- t|lluNrg xoArrJl B (MyqeElKax 3a AeJrO CBO6OAbT)' oco6errHo rlocJre
uoruy,(xony l(rrlprt.y. rri,6olturoii TropeMHort OTcIIARTT Ba HeIIorrT[TeJIr,IIo-rr_p-oErmecKrrrl
B Senpa.rro 1810 r.o;ql .yM(!l)Jrit rrrir.r'r, lttrca, rrclnlro rrM .nro6ulran. olf3r,rB o rrpnHqe-pereEre (BrlocJreAcrBrrr4 RopoJIe leopre IV). ,{olo'nl-
Ee cry6r.lra rrilxol'r{il _. 6oJrc:rrrr,, lroropart BrrocJreAcrnrrrr cBeJra Iro cxopo ltiltc paaouapoBaJrcfl B floroBtrHqaro]r paAI{HaJrIr3Me
B MorJ{Jry r.r oc cr;ruoru,ii. li rrop.y cc 6o.ttclrrn I{llrc rrc rIoBBoJrgJr ,\ aura, Ho AJr-a pannero fleprroAa Jrlrreparypnoii 4exrenlnocru
Irr{r{oM.y /ll).yr'oMy x(U(n'r'r, lr;r 6o;rlrroii, caM IIatraJr cr)i lexapcrna Itnrca Xant cr,rrpan 6onr'uryro po:nr'' IIeiloscx fieorpaBIrMoro
-(rlerngy
(r(v. ll tr(}ur('r 'r,ol'o )r(o r.o/(ir otrclry[ crlpor Mrrcrep plluap4 .nr4qHoro o6afiHfitl flposxM' trMeHTIO ero ArKxeirc .Br'rBeJr
{}ortl,rrLl
.r{){Jl{ lliltlJt llrl'r'{:;t lt:r ililt(}JItrt |I onpO/(oJltIJI yTIeEIII(OM I{ Xtrpyply R oRaprrr{aryperrHoM Brr,qe Ha cTpaHlrqax poMaHa (xoiloAE}Iii AOM)
no tlritl.rr.r.trrl,r X lllruorrTl. i'og tin.".*"bmnlrnona), Xaur oineccn-H IoEoMy ilolry.c 6onsrnor?
I(irrr w rr{'r\r!y' .yr;11.111'11 l{.rlrr; .y X:rlllrougit TpyArro cr(agar},, Eo cuMnarlleii, Bocx[qaJrc; ero crlrxaMrr (6r,r,;ru ocronarrun!) u AaTc -
-
coll(tprn(,ililo /{oc'l'oltol)ilo, ,t1.o l)(}r{.yJliltt xcIIoJrbSoDaJr elo KaK MaJrb- o, pu,qoatul - HaqaJr neqaTarb Irx B cBOeM eE{erreAeJrI'HI4Re (3fi3a-
rluttil ilir iltl60t.vltr,(ilx. llcru 71lt.trr,rrr0 ttt.rlo rlpclftJ, TcM 6oJlbme loEoma xrrriep) (The Eraminer). Onlr flrcaJrrr Apyr Apyry Bocropx{euuhre
irrnro'r'u,Jtorrcrioll\r (y'rrrllr()(ir,rrontil, oc06oulto c rofi rrophr, r{aK
y ll('l'o ilo'ltlttJilt0t' Itotil,t() illt't'01)00t,t. 'IIIpocToKoIIIIJIIIMeIITapIIbIecTIIxU'ycTpaIIBaJII{IIoSTI{qecftIIe
cocrtrS aHrrtr, . .
/{c.rro 6r,r.rro,r';rrc. tr4nenro uepea Xasra l{ntc rIoBr{axo}rrJrcfi c Jrlrreparyp*Hgft
rr{oJrr,ror'o yrrrl\'J'r l(ru'r:ir, rI'p.rrl I{ay4eu lt,rrapx,
Cr,rrr 6r,rnrrrrrr'<) cDcAoft. B ero 4oue orr BcrpeqaJrcfi c HbrHe aa6lrrr,rlr floaroM Pefi-
,{pyrtu.rJl l\.r0/{t.il{(}M lr ilo0Jt0 yxo/(it l,ilt IilItoJILI. Paa n rc4e;rro
0j0til,tf\t ,rbr4corut (John H. Reynolds, 1796-1852), c xylolnEIrKoM 14 llcltyc-
our{ IrcrlpcMollo r}r.r/(}.lrncl,, r}Nl(}c'r.c rinraJrn rtrlr{rfi, o6cy]fiAailrl crBoBeAoM Eer4malrrlnou Xaft4onort (Benjamin R' Haydon,
npoquralrroo, ryJtlJru, 6o.rrlrr.llt o'r'oM, o ccM. ll rrarraJrc 1812 ro4a 1786-1846), craBmr{M oAIrrrM rra 6lnmaftIrJnx Apy3eft lturca,
I{lapH AaJI cuooMy )tplrluoJrro ltornrarr arrcropilqecnyro noaMy toneu gap.naolt Or.rneport (Charles Oilier) I{, Har{oHeq' c 9--trsla-
IIIeI'ltl
S4ruyqIa Cnencepa <I{opolcra r}reii> (Edmund Spenser, tSSZ-tSSg, (l'crcy Bfsslre Shelley, 1792-1822).
The Faerie Qieene), - trttaoqpbruoe uacr"pctno, r{ByMrrreJrbnaff F{art uu crpanr.ro' ficcMorpfl Ea MuoroqucJrerrnric u pa:lnoo6paa-
IIJIacTI{qEocTL oopasoB, Br{pTyoSEatI MeJIoAl4rrrrocT6 cTrrxa aToto
rrreAeBpa aurnzricnoft peueccar{crofi rrooarrn rrorpficJrtr I{nrca. Os
ilue ycrrJrrrfi Illenlu, 3To SrIaI{oMcrRo lro-fipcBparr'rJlocr' B llpy?Hoy'
rraqaJr rrrrcarb cTr{xu. He ctyuaftro eABa Jr4 Ee rrepBbrM ero cTtrxo-
lloaMontno, ryr clrrpaJro pollb <ttlc6ciitcrtoc> rlpollcxolr{AeErre
rBoprrr,IM orrr,rroM 6u,no <fIo4pa)fiaur{e Cneucepyl (Imitation ol Itnrca, BtrAenrrrcro n lllelnil nfloln4c ncoro ornplJcr(a 6oraroii
Spenser), BnJrroqeurroe B Earfie rragalr[e. Itnoptrricxoi,i ccMhrr a ral{[x
- Vtri ltoro-ttoro, orr ocrcpcrarrrcrl. Ponolan
,'rrrf6ra A;rn lturcal '])rr'r,r*
a TTIelln, rtollcqHo' rreJrerro
I4rax, _Hnrc Iraqart fiucarb crtrxr{. Orl orraqnsaJr cBoe Macrep-
6u.tro no4oapeBarb B cocJroBrroM 'Inaucrnc! tr{ rro 3lraer' Mo)fier
cruo, 4o6rnalcn lcc 6onr,nrcii n 6o.rrrnreii nnrpaurcrr,uocur naxg6ii 6r,rrr, tnopuecrso l{firca rrorrrJro 6r'r no conepmenuo rrnoMy rlyrrr'
crpor{}r. Orrou lalrrrttrl rroullucii orl xpauuJr or: lccx I crpoxaliurcii
rai,ittu rt roJrr,r(o rrccrror,i 1815 ro71a :riicrcrr,rrno trllr,lrranc-rr t(,lrapxy
t'c.nr 6n ero orrloilrerrlrfi c IlleJrJrrr yfipoqrrrucb.
I] 1'OM, r.t'tO (lO'll.tlltl(t'1. Cl'llXtI.
Illnpt 1817 rona. lipacunlul ao;roionyTlprrii ronoma rrc6orbilroro
It lovv rll)clrcrnr on nol)lllJr c XtrutrorrTqou t{ c,r.aJt r.r3yrrilrb MeAIr- l)ocra-, uo KperrRo il rlpoIIopqrrorraJrr]Ho cJroEteHrrbrii' cMorplrr
(cTrr-
cr|opKaroqlrMu cner.nofiapnl{rr rJJiiSaMrr Ha rorreHBRyro KHnry
Lltrrry Ir Jlo[,t(oil(]r(otu r.ocil!l't':l.,ro cil. (l)onil,t, il(] ocl.ilBJr'Jr rrooarrr{.
ll rrir,lir.rrc 181(i r.o;qn I{.rrirprc lro:}rrirroMl.{Jr Iturca c rrsBecrlrrrM rornop"tnx,[xrorra ltrrr:ca'r .(Pocms b11 John .Keats)." Ol npantllt-
lro c/IcJraJr, Brr.sB coBerarr 6parbeB rr gpyaeii, RorAa Bs6yuToBaJrcfl
n 'ro. rrprilrrr lol)l'oM u ,t(.yl)trl.lr.to'r'orr Jlu Xarr.rou* (James Henry llI)OTIIB OIIeKVHa I{' OHOIIqaTeJII'fiO Ila3OpBaB c HIIM' nOmeJI IIyTeM
Lciglr .l I rrr 1,, 87 4 - 1 859). i)r'rn .rrcr.rrour,rc.rrorrrrr,rr,i .ullreparop n rb
1
.,ti,',:"p*opu*poipeccnonana' Tencpi n^dar,{rxon Hurc po4u'ncr!
116 noHa aio Maro Horo BoJrlryer. ftnrra [poxoAI'IT HeaaMerrer-
* lrill) ltnl1 y llilo rroii. I4agarealr IJap.na Olnr'ep c 6paroM, Bbrpax{aror Aa}r{e
-
'tit(jf(, TlrirnoJrr|tcl,upytor r(all Jltr lbflT
6
 colriaJrelrrre 06 u1'oM illlir{flrrrr.r, pacxoAhl Iro HoTopoMy llfifiaI{
ofiylllrnncb.
Iturc, ogrraxo, rr lc /IVr\tilor c/Ialarbcrr. Jlerou 1817 roAa oE
n cro 6par l'orvr rrylcrrroot'rlyror: ocrpoB Vaftr, Maprafir, Itenrep-
6epu. Orr nr,rrnc'r' 6o;rr,rrryur rrolrry (0fiArrv.ilofiD (EndAtnion). LIA-
eroratranr, Tafinop tr Xopcll.
rrrirlrcr> IrorlrJo llry(ili'(.Jn.r, Irorl(rl)Iu)ilulo B
Orrr.r Tlllrre rr,r/lilJrrr t'lry rrc6tur,rnoii aBaHc, qro fiptrmrocb oqeHL
tccrilrlt: l ()lror{o rrir;1 6prrlr,ul,rlr Itlrrc ttorrretrtrbrfi rurcrep D66z
lrcpocTrJr Jl[,rl(]Tt, l)ili]iltillv M0?t(l{v cBoI{Mr{ u syxtuMll AerrbIaMII,
rno rl)ln|(jJro r,rx uit ll)irrrb l)il:toporrr{r. B nucr,lre ne Maprafita ltrtc
rrrrrrr.'l X:rii;qr)nv, rtr'() nM ltil'rtltiuor onJttAeBarL, npucrynrr yEITIEnE
lll(x)rur - r'Jrilnut,l() oto nllilt.n. Iktcnorp.a Ea oro pa6ora Irpo-
/lOJrrr(a0Tcrr.
i)ruu rrtt: .rrcL'olr l{r.r'rr; r: 6gltrtr,lnur lloccJrlcrcrr B XaMncreAe
rllilJIorrr,r{oM l'opo/tr{(} rr()tro,rulJrLrt{v or. .JIorr4oua (renepr Xsltncre4 - 6eplar4y: paiiogy oaep, AaBmeMy HatrMegoBarrae (oBepgoft mr{o-
c'rilJt rracrr,ro .)lorrTlorrir). l,lc.rul ru,riirrr rT:t /(oMa I{ troBeprryrr, rra[paBo,
To rrorlaAolrrJ, rr ral( rril:l,IrliroMvK) Xaurrcrc4crryro crelb -- orpoM-
ur.rii cctccmcrrrrr,rii uilpr(, lo06otpuMr,r() trpocrparrcrBa JryroB,
rronpllThrx npno-lc;rorroi.i rpirnoii ooo6oro itril|apcJrr,uor.o oTTclrfia
l'oJlblto n Aur,unn ynr.{/{r{r[r, Tal{yro rpaBy! rllrcra.rr r.JraAr, rrpyAoB, - reMaTrrrol n o6paruTbcr H peaJrbEoft E{rr3str: neMaJro ee [poTr{Bo-
y3JroBaTbre, Hprr)firrcTrre cTDoJrrir cTapblx AcpeBber], cJroBEo comeA-
-u-x c troJrorerr Pefic4ala gror EetroBroprrMr,rfi no xpacore
lrefaaxt -
craJr oArrrrM rr3 (yrr[Rel]crrreroB) Itnrca, ol Rn4rrrcr ttJrrr
yraALIBaeTctI Bo MEoIIIX eto cTltxax.
B arrycr:e Itlrrc noexa;r u Onc(pop4, rAe rralrrcaJr TpeTr,ro qacTr,
<r3n4nulroua>. Tau rne ue6pexuocrr, [prrBeJra c]ro x IrepBor,r cepb-
clnorf ncur,rruHe rracJreAcrBetrroro HeAyra.
Itoncq ro4a orr lroclflrqacr o6pa6ornc rro]Mlr rr rrplBnc ec Hop-
J)o(Typ; TorAl,r{(} pa6oraor rclrpaa[HrirM porlcrr;crrroM, I]peMcrrno
laMcrllill rraxo/(lu()r'ocr r] or.r,oii/{c Pcfirrol4cir. l'i trporloccc fipaBxtr
otr J)a:ro,rilpolitJtol I! <Clr,lltr,r,nrortol, ttrti.i;1lr trost\,tv rlpol,t\{cprro pacrg-
lyroii, ut,t,r.yprrofi rr lrr.[tot]n{)ii. llo lcrr 1t(o l)(}rnrrJt (ro rl}Aarr,, (sro-
i)LI.:r;l0t,I'l'J, {'o rn,J(fl ,t{irJIr,nroD, tlut ol cilNt IItroitJt l,r3/(ar{jJIro /[rHony
'Ioii.nopy. Pircrrruptrro.r'c,r- 3ltilrrou-ot'na: 28 4e-
-rr.o Jnllcpirryprllno
IrabpJr otr 3rrilrroMr'rrcrr y Xlrii;1ou;r <; llop;lcnop,rolt (William Words-
worth, 1770-1850) rr lrrillt(llu.l'rr;rr{ :)ccol,tot'orr riap,naou Jleuou
(Charlcs
-l,amb, 177'r-18:14), I 1fllfl r.o71.y - c Ilrrrr,inuon Xoalnr-
ror'l (Willialr I{lzlitl,, 1778-1lJ:10), oyprii .rrrr rro clr,trM rry6onr.ru,
ccpbeaulrM u raJIalrrJltrBr;IM lrJo lccx alrlltuiicJ{trx rrplrrtrKoB u
Ee .ltrrreparypoBeAoB. Bopgcnopt r( ToMy BpeMenrr ononrrareJrbr{o
cnepEyJl Ea nyTI' peaftqlll{, It EeyAIIBtrTeJILEO, qTO C (tr3brqErrr{oMn
Itrarcoru (Han neo4o6pr{reJrr,Eo EaBBaJr ero Bop4cBopr Ba (frrMu
flanyr> ue (0rgtrMtroua)) y nux Ee MorJro Hafirtcr, o6qero rrabrna,
a BoT c-- XeSlrrrou, [peAcTaBuTeJreM rlepenoBofi nprrnuecnoft
MbrcJrrr, ltnrc nerno rroApy]nuJrcl.
1818 rol 6nl g;nx Iturca o4nunr rla caMbrx <ypoxafimlxr B cMbrcJre
rBopqecnotr, Eo nprruec R HeMaJro ropa, C.rrer B traxorxe 6par Toru.
Ilpegcroxna paaJr_v_Ra c 6paroM [mop4xreru: oE rfieurrJrcs n yeaxral
B Coe4trEoEur,re lllrarr,r Alrepurn rfio6pa Eamnsarr,)*. B -anpele
nr,rmeJr orgeJrr,rrbrM EBAaEtreM <Eugnunonl, a B Mae Itlrrc r- ero
6rraxtlfi np.yr qapJra Apnnrregrr Fpayu [oexarrrr c AEropAmeM
tr ero meuoft B JltrBepfiyrr, trpoBo]xarr trx B AuepuHy. flocne
npoBoAoB - B lremee lryTeEecTBrle IIo rtaM-
lpy3r,fi oTrrpaBr{JrEcb
Jre) aErJruftcRofr flo33tra
- a orryAa s IllotfianArro.
3ro nyremecrBue oxasaJrocr orrenr Bax{HErM 4la uoetrvecnofi
aBoJrroqrrrr lturca. flncrua, Earrrrcauuue trl{ B Tor rrepr{on, cBrrAe-
TcJrr,crByror o ero lfieJrarrm yftru or ranro6reusort ui\a asrrqrofi
pewrft on Bo BpeMrr aroro rryrertrecrBufl vBuAeJr Booqnm. Ero 6rurr
rogbr, RorAa rrporeraJr 6oreasesnr,rft npoqecc urAycrptraJrrraaqnrr
Anrrrrr, Bpollfi arpapr.rr,rx 6ecropRAmon fi nopnbrx sBplcr(rlx pac-
tIpNB C paooqlrlfl{, cTrrxurrlo [poTecToBaB[rr{Mrr TrpoTrrB ycr.IJrIrBaIo-
ryerocfi rEera. (BeccJrafi cTaparr Aurlnn> r{aBccr/{a yxoArrJra...
Trcr, Ec yxollrrJla, a crpeMrrreJrbrro JrereJra B nponacrb ne6rrrrq.
Orpolrnlrro_poJrr, cbrrpaJro 4.rrx I{urca v o6ocrpeuEoe BoclptrflTrre
TToear{rrPo6epra liepnca, o6paa xoroporo npoio4nr refirnbrznou
cr{Boab morJraugcnlrri qun.r Kurca.
Bnaqane Bce mJro xopomo. Knrc myrrr, roBopx, sro $uarlrrecnoe
rralpffrfieurre croJrb 6JrarorBopro cxaBlrBaerc_fi Ea ero cse, qro eMy
cfirrrqeMy Mo]r{Ho npr{mrTr, noc H 6o,nrmoMy rraJrbqv Fra Eore tr
nrrarr, ero IIo ropoAy, nar o6pyu, ne paa6ygnr ero. Ho B rrocrre,qym-
rr(rrx [rrcrrMax npophrBaroTcE Etarodbr na rpy6yro trrrqy, Ea oTcyT-
<lrnfic yno6crB, Ea rpy,qubre Aoportr n qacrbre Aorr{[n, a naJrbme
'r'pcnolrrm,rft cnrua;r! -
Ha ro, qro y lrero (cJrcrxa 6o.tnr rop"to>.
-
i Il n[Bape 1820 roJ[a orr HenaAoJrro BepHyjlcrr B AHrrr4ro, m,rTaEcb pasAo.
-
l,t,rlf, JleEet,
 troAopBaJro ero oqapoBau; B ruoJIe 18{9 roga oEtr craJrtr ,r(enrxoM tr EeBecroft.
Bocxox4euue sa ropy Eeq Hesnc onorllareJrlrroo6paruncx' lilt-glTi iuti B lnuBnb ltntca 6oarmaff' BcerrorJroqarcqaa rro6onr,
BlopoBbe, oE Baoorren. Bpat, m
tololgYy-31 "o*iacBepnnyBmas <y.mr6noro npoqalr,uofi> Ha ero 3axar.
Boucrrruy
;;lt';p;t"j*utu nyteoreirBlre' Ir B cbpegure aBrycra olr BepEyJIcfl Sanar n ABaAqarb rpE rola!
MopeM B JloEAoE.
psA aurlrftcrlu mypIIaJIoB Hennro4uuru ou bnaaancx ,fieulrxoM: 6olln-oft, c a6cofiotuo
Tau ero oErrrAarro uoBoo Oropqelllle:
-c peqeE- paccrpoeulrr.rMtr AeEelREErMIr AeJIaMI(. flona os 6nrl upu Aeubrax'
.oiiil^iJr-no^(i-o*ru*roua> ruyfiruMn pa3rpoMEhrMtr
-o1sunsiln u -ou paaAasar
<saaftMf,rD 6onrmlre cyMMbr' He cqtrTafi r Ee EaAe.ficb
#H#:'"ffiilo* <Raxa*sirn KoRlrIr))' zx o6patuo. Terepr, ,fie eMy trpumJrocr' IIeEoro yulrme-
-bco6esuo BoBMJqarIo sotrrloB fturca to' 1t-u:
"ottiito" uto nonjtuurr
Hffifu;;;;;". gnfisbrilrarusarr, y ouenyua ro' qro lrpfiEa&Jre)r(aJro eMy tro.trpaBy'
;'i';il;;.6.;; ot**t"oo.o nucarr Ea reMbr' sarp€rtrBarb
1-9t9!:-u Ero nrreparypnax peuyra4ux 6ula [oAopBaua rpanneft p-eaH-
[0I4CTaJIO ToJIr,Ho antopat (]aa 6laropo4nmxi>' Elut raRoii moT-
n npom- quonnblx xpztrxor, Tan qro go6Enarl Ea lr{u3Eb -rlepoM obrJlo
;;;;'E*.fi61-o"' 1ru-o''Hogg' 1770-{835)'
;X;;ffi; no4 Qolrrr- EeBoBMorr(Eo; oE trhrraJrctr uafiru. s Jlor4orre ranoft-m6IAb irarepa-
JIoM uaoTyx' uo .o*"o",r_oH' B.oclloBHolt,-cruluaa{ru qro rafioro rypuuft aapa6oton, Eo 6eBpe3ynbtaruo. 9ro ApaMy (OroB BeJrIr'
MaJIo raJraETJrI{B' TaR ltur o6eqartrocraBtrrb rorrr'Ko
loo. 6rrn noIITI4ToJIorr ", r'tra'uttoo,BrIocJroAcrBIrI{ Hnnonaft I o6nac- iiit> (Otho-tne Great, 1819) 94ruyr4
He'oIIacEo 6uno oouacHarr (nax reprrerrl( nrp.r'ro4; tor4a l(rtc c EfayuonBsnrra pynotr".u V-{1T1T__"1TP-1-
iiri'^ oii"i"'-mouv'oii"ua)' Eopuca--t-t:t:I:* "o19YI: BtrJIIt ee uocxo4xqeft sBeBAo aurJlrfrcnoft cqemr -BrrbflMy IuaR-
rrro oE KpecrrflrltrE r unbon rianrrurtl o6paaom o KpecrsffEax; peAtr. Ho MaxpeAn BepEyJr trM nbecy' Aarfie Ee pactreqaraB
o6rqocrnounortly MEeHrlIo i"I-:9
ero rr trbrrarr"au ttpoattanllrr nanoft-to iraneta. I(ztc uasar BcepBea AyMarb o BoSooEoBJreHtrE Sarfrffr{
t;o6u cbIH KoIIrcxa IroaBoJIIrrr 6ylyqy'
I'iJ' ciitivil;;.-i{; *.i"q""ott "ulo *. 6iuo brtly Kax-ro o6ecnesrm
;.#'";;;;;;csl oonactu' Itoropbro uo Bc'HoMy BLrIIycHIrr'{-Ry ceurro!
fitrHar{ ucBo3Mo}r(Eo obIJIo
onc{opga rto fificuy' --utoro, Houeino' LI nce aro npelrr ftutc Ee rlepecraBaJr urrcarb cruxu' rctroJrneu-
nepeuectr! qro ora E6re peAltoft r-nauponofr llooarur TapMoEEqEOCTE' fiCEOCTU tr Crpo-
Mnorue - B roM uucre Eaftpon - cslrlll' rrtr ra*oe npe-AT9{g-
'nyp1111- --n ..
rocTu.
Hafi rpaBrln -iifit.
y"*op"ou-.tuptu iottu' tn:-pi{ crotr' $."p"oe 1820 rola lturc cnnlso-rpocryAlrrlcff' IlpocryAa
ffi;*1{;6;d. odoufiutr crrnm*oM 6orsmofi nv*eBEofr ran BbraBaJra ctrJrbnoeRpoBoxapftanre' 0ro 6uuo nasailo Rolrqa'
ylrroluonuilt peot"Jlbrrrx--M-paao6ecos MorJro
KocrBro, uro6rr Os Eanucafi (Deunlr, qro ocso6omAaer ee or AaEEoro eMy cJIoBat
Cdegyer otY9llll' rrro B ro *u l!-ry:
ctrrrbuo troBrranrb
"u "t*' urcir'ta ot rroAeft' c HrM rrq*o HeaHa- Eo oua ocraJracb eMy Bepxa. Bpau uutalc,r yBeplrrb ero' sro oo-
i#;";;";y#-oeolpttq"t JreBEb EecepbeSEa, qro ee rJraBHaff npuqnHa - EepBHaff
pasApa-
noMblx. rmnrerssocdb u o6qas cla6octr, BhrBBaHEafl TBoprIecKuM ,r.Iepera-
I

na IIIOrraU4-ura,
Boasparrrcs n JlorAon-B;b
fturc uarucn 6para To-na npfiErerl{eM. Ou 4axre trocoBeroBan ltrtcy conpoBo]r{Aarb PJ1{T1'
I

a.i""u'ft"fri#"?;";;;.u _o.or* .ttnrc

xoluil 3n yMrrpaTolrurM' oinpawrxnmerocr B HoBoe tremee nyremecrBue no IllorJIaE-
cKoIFIaJIctI no*Opo 1818 roln'. Er{o I1o cro cMeprl{
xoropuft noo6qe' HccMorpfi Evr't
--Eourr*
rtntc nasan "ou*y iriiop;'o;o- $Iyp-erton); Bce fiyque - or6nrn e Illorfiarr/(uro' u c Krtcou onr 6olr'me Ee BtrAe-
on nrninlr nco- 6onnne Bbrmerr B cBer rperuft u nocle4ruft npu-
L

Ea rlocrl,rrmrru ero oa^ct"tmi 'n

]ntrs*elr'bre Ee' o""f. 'B 1sz0
i;;;ft"
I

otIeBtrAIIo, ,,oa'I'IE oMy rlopc'ocl4rb "to.ro*"rc

EtuareEEbrt "ola lttltca, cogeplna4,nft roalfi'r .<<Jlaura>
(Lamia\, "r"*on
(Isabella), <I(aryu cs' Arueccbl)) \lne Lue
Kutc roccrrl'rlcfl c^Epaynou' B MaJroJIer-
4oue no <tr4aa6erraD
"tilf*. cMeprlr 6pata -il"tt"c if St. Ag"tt) (nocfie4nt{e 4ne re6ommtre trogMbr or-Hocfircfi lt Bbrc-
Epon' n6ona c a rarofie
coceAcrBy *to,
ABVME reonouueruoro <Iuneptroua)'
oi"il'^ IIpn nepnoft Bcrpeqe ItrnM ero Aocrtrr$eEtrEM),
Er,rME AerbME "'*# ueonofibno ctuxornopeu'rlft Meur,mero o6teua u oA' Ha
gTor paB
@ossn Oqerrb "Eo"rpoloot'lii;;n;
qepe' EeAe,'Io oE O'IJI eI{)
"o"p'""tiotJ'Kurcy;
I1
n
oTBlrBhr 6nruu 6onee 6.naronplrxrurr' y REtrrtr SaItrJIECI' trOftytra' Ou aa4pnu tJraoa' E Cenepn Ee BaMerr[Jt, RaR cou lturca uepenreil
reJru... Ho 6uro rIoBAEo. B CMEDT6.
-- ptrMcnoM uporecrauTcRoM
Sgoponre roara peafto yxyAltrllrocb' yqacrtrrucb
KpoBoxapna- 9ep'ea rpu 4ua Kutca troxopouunr Ea
(Dauru Bcerrep'o
rutlrtt"t."c Epon darna eio n ce6e n 4onr; oua u rlro xrag6uqe.
ffi;;il; ero crpaAaE'r''-J{o fior(rop.a -c*asaru'
;fr;'ffi;; "6treisrtr
t'"-*-o-li".oun y6iet ero' Haneuanmrft r(utca B trrorle
IIIenln EarrtrcaJl ouy il'lalt, np"ttramas tr(trrb y- uero' [turc 2

troexaJr n llranuro "t-

oOquatou xy4ox"nna
" -Ceuepra'
"flrxoae{a AI349-
Bonorylo MelaJrb ttbqorencrofr Itntc nrcan crax{ B ?eqeurre ruecrtr JIer, ero aKTtrBEaff JIfiTe-
roJrbro rrro troryrrrrnmoro paryprrafl AefiTeJrbuocrb trpoAoJrt{aJracb EeMEotEM 6uree tpex.
i-vnt*ucrn-"" co6npanmeroir $Po6urr naBa'c'?Iraruu^tpr^roAt
Hecuorpn Ea oro, oE craJl oAErlM us xpyuuefimux IIoEToB, Koropbrx
"iil
if;;dt *; Itnrca uoixaJrrr cro ifynron - trorl)rqeE'blrr
Bpayll yauan o6 yxy{T9-- BEaJra MEpoBafl nrrreparypa.
Ba aBropcnlle nptou Ha uepnrrft BarJr.EA, fipnqucneqne l{urca n
IIOCIIoItrIIJI R IIeMy' EO OE t paBIltlIEyJIuCb poMaETI[rcaM IIpeA-
EEg SAOpOBLff [pyrtr'"ti'nb"nzolnouili' crasrgetcg ctropulrM. On ue paapa6atxnar uorllnrr, Tutrtrrl_Ebre
EenorIbIM O6paBoM. Aflff poMauruqecroro EarrpaBreuu.s: J1 sero BBr Ee Bcrpernte o6pa-
/IJII4JIocb r'lecrq (!); cy4no
flJranauuo, EaIInroo t8 conrr6pa''ronovuo'. BOB ropnlrx repoeB, orMeqeHEhlx treqarbK) pofta, qTo xapaKTepHo
D qacTblo *t9p"tl, vt6, so cnoco6crBoBaJro
trotraAaJIO AJr.E roro rrte Bafipona, Eer J4 rrero coqaanbuo-yronwlecnnx trocrpoe-
vrvrrrlreBtrro alopoBLfi I{lltca, ltnir lr Aoc'ITTAEeI}FlIfr c cenep-
seauoru-
nuft IIIeuu; orr He trraJlc,a aa onaotanoft ouncauuft, sa crpeMtrreJlb-
{l'Jt'*?"f,f;ip""tii"#';'il;;v r(ratc no nocxnr' a nocenr;rcs HbrM paaBeprblBagr{eM lpa6ynrurrx ueprneruft; a pa3Be xapanrepEo
-o6rtaetn lo*o
EoM B Pmre, 'Ao ctrx,ti'nootqoAr tr{cnarrur' B p1fi9ojl-"Lt^-o^6."- 4nx ponanrrxa croJlb nocJleAoBareJraroe o6paq,eufe n autuquocrn?
;;;;; rop p'Mcr(afl xy4oT+(ccrBer{Eas ooreMa He c6nnrrtaer Jrrr sro Itutca c KJracctrqlrcraMr? ItaH MaJro orpamerra
ot aroft B cBoe BpeMtnxtrn
(uenrAy rtpouuM, EetroAaneny
qro' "n9511" na aa6orn cenepra'
B ero rBopqectse ano6a AEE, rracyqnrre npo6ueuu, coBpeMeulrr're
iir"iil. tr"i,.;6 npetilora"atu' EecMorpa
6onrsoto; uoery! La u rJraBrroe, qro cocraBJlffer oco6eEnocu, .nro6oro troara -
Tar(oe onpyx(ertre Ee EBJIfiJrocb trAeaJrllrBrM AJrfi Tfl'r(eJlo
'-10"4;;;6il ero trETOEaqI{tI, pasBe oua xaparTeprla AJIn pomantltaua?
6oo.t"" o6ocrpnnacr' Itponoteueuus mrru oluo Ba -
flponane4enurr poMarrrlrnoB crpo.arcff ua o6saxeuuoctn auoqrft,
ruv"fi-.-'ltittc fipoctrrr y cenepua Aarb eMy cMepreJrbnyn Aoay a rruTouarlfifl Krtca, o se].I 6br oH Irrr tlucaJr, BcerAa tr HeI(BMeE-
otrtryMa Ee EB
""v";il!a a na me;rairs na6asrrr cerepua
oofiB'r Eo cronoftua, troJrlra npoapauuoft qllcrortrr u nenoalryrulrofi
oT TsroT- yxoAa Ba yMI{paFmIM' fiCIIOCTE.
yBepeEIIIo cenepra' lI sce fi(e uug l(rtca rro c[paBeAnltBocrtr ynoMtrEaror B oAIroM
Iturc uunor4a ue-6bur BepynqLIM, EO' IIO Coo6qeune
tp;;; MarIoAo-
t";;;;;;"v <6ontec'itittruo Rrrurul' o (xplrcruaEcroM pfiAy c Eaftpouou u IIIetlu. Ou 6lIt trx MoryrIIrM coroBEIrKoM.
croBepEoe: auafiorusxylo Jrolrtuyrc uutfopu^a[uro V lturca MaJIo crrrxomopennft, ocnoBarrnhrx Ea Bbrpax(errrlrl
qllcfiy
cuupeEtrtr) flymxrua tiu .".pt"b" olpo 1,919-0 "p1*111115.v.-I::: trp.sMoro rloJrrrrrrrecnoro ga([oca, tr^orrrl Ee orrrocflTcf, rc ero
C'enepua ne nnltctcs IIDtrBoAUMtrIIr
rrM
;ffifi. co cuigoronrcrnorvr
' ([ nyrmnx npotrBBeAeutrfi. He4apou Hrato 4onomro cnopo ornaaaJrcf
a[aBarr np'asv: o*rop' or aroro ,rtarpa. lt nonqy }nrrsrrrl oE trbrraJrcff r( HeMy Bepuyrbc-s
;i#;p".;"iitii,'pitif H"rc uocio-snno I
s o6qeM Hntc
a l(orAa KoErItrrcE ttu'"o" tatpoOtun ut-1-t-ll?o' A 6ecnonouts
II llaqail trIlcarr, carupffrecKyro rlosMy (IllyroscKoft nofltranD (r&e
yMtrpaJI MytfiecrBesno,'ii"pt"iu fiax MolI{Eo Mexbme Cap and, Bells, 1820), Koropa.E or(asaJrac6, 6utn_uolnet, caMlrM
*'#
ofiDvrr(arcItrux. uey4ayunu eto coaAalrtreM: rroJIETtrrIecRa.E cartrpa 6u.ra uo4uerera
dd;;ff; 1821 ron* Kurc rlpouanec: <ceseD's''' n"'
rptrnoA'tr- n ueft uorepxuocrlrbrM sacnBtrJieM Ea qJreEoB nopolencroft (paun-
fl yr'rpy lerno; ue- nyraftrecr"' 6y4lre ruu. He n npuuep Eafipoty n IIIelnr, y Itntca se 6r'rno AaEIrHx
MUre MeEs... fi ,'I'rEpaIO."
MyrfiecrBeuEf,r' u cJIaBa 6ory, uro rrpauna tropaD' Anff coquuenra trortrrnrrecrux nalr([,neroB, carrrp u trEBeRTrrB.
12 13
ri
lri
ir
ll
Bc.negctrue groro MEorrre 6ypxyaanue .rlcc;re4oBareJru xapaftre- xorb EeHaAoJITO sa6hmbr roBgtfl tro-ropbKoBcnEr (cBtrqt(oBEre
puayror l(urca nan xrpeqa orsreqessoft }tpacornr (ueupe:meuuo MepBocrED oxpyxaroqeft ero 4eftcrnutemsoctu?
II
c 6o.urmoft 6ynnu!), rrarrllcro oropBanuoro br rr[aun <mpanaop- b ron, sro- krrc Ea lrporsrfieuur ncefi cnoet uegolroft ,ItEBEu
IroroD_trooTa, crtocoouoro BAoxIIoBJrflTbcff ToJrbRo ApeBEuMtr uu(fauu trprrAepmuBatrc.s IIp olpeccuBEhlx BBTJTEAOB' rOB OpAT MHOIOIIUCJTeE-
rrble BbrcKaSbrBaguff B rrtrcbMaxr cocTaBJrfroqExr rt cJroBy cKaBaTbt
I

na o6ltoMnaMtr arTurrnblx cnynbrrryp. tr{uor4a ero trpeAcraBJr.aror qacrb ero EacJreArrE ' lI ,ecttu 6lr ltnrc 6nrn raxuu
rreMaJroBarfiEyro
trctroBeAElinoM pa0IIJISIBqATOIO trarrTeuSMa; uEorAa, ocEoBLIBarrCB
Ea lrer(oropnx rlucbMax, Eallllcarrurrx EM B treprro4 o6ocrpenra yxt 6eao6u4nirM ocreroM' ro^ qeM TorAa o6ssculrrb rpaBilro' notopoft
ooJIeBEtr, rAe oTpalK0Ir6I ero MpaqHbre rracTpoeHtrfi, xoT.fiT CAenaTb iorsenrfiu ero upano6ecrr?
ero tryrb Jra Ee rrpeArrrecraenrrrrnoM AeRaAaEca. Ha rnopuecrufi fo4ir rnopyecrn-a ltutca flptrxoAfircff Ea rlopy' nor4a-B Enpoue
o6aur noara EacJrorrJroor lreMaJro no4o6nnrx Jrolr{Ehrx npe4craone- cnnpeucrnodaJra peafiqtrE Cs.sqeusoro Coroaa. Aurnus iboplranrqo
unft n xapanreptrcrtrK*. B 9TOT COrOB Ee BXOAr{JIa' EO U TaM MaJreUUee upoEBJreEIre BoJIbEo-
nro6us RapaJrocb 6r,rcrpo tr HeynocrnreJrblro'
.",(a, npauot no.uursqooxufi ua$oc 6ua vyxr4
rtIITCa, EO paABo- ATO IOBOpIIT
uEArrBEAyanBEocru
Torga n 6ommou troqere 6nrnu aur.iruftcnre rrooTtrr' trpeAcraBr'
_O OIO alloJrrrTrrrrrlocTr(, o ero trAeo_
Jrornrecr(oM uu4u{{oporrrualle? ll4eonoru.s xyAornuura neug6exso TeJrE TaR EaabrBaeMorr <oaepuoft rtrRoJrlr)' ctrpaBeAJrnBo o6r'egu'
cxarr(ercs E ero lrpouanoAotrtrrrx, o so-M 6Dr oE Eu trrrcaJr BarfiEo, HeEHbre coBercatrM rnteparyponeAerrlleM
-
uog py6punoft <pean:
Kay uc - ropElrx
Kaxrrx troalrqllft uuurouru. Mu clrorpuu Ea ABa qrrorrrhrx poManrrnoB): Bop4cuopt, Ca-yrg- (R9!9It. ^p9yt!ey'
rrer,r3arfia, HaIrrrcaHrIEIx AByMtI xyAolnflfifiaMtr, _ It ua ToM r{ rra filS-B+S)i ltom,pu4x (Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1'772-1'834). Orlw
ApyroM troJrorrre zao6paxonrr roJrblto crre]r(Elre ropbr, Eer nu o4roft 4anuo or:penJrr{cb or pacnlunuaro-nonlPorro6unux .crp-euleurft
seroaesecnoft Qurypr,r, uer roo6qe xaxux-nu6o- cJr€AoB qeJroBe- cnoeft uorio4octu, nauexnunx Opauqyacnoft penonroquefi 1789 ro4a,
uecxoft_AerteJrtrrocru. Ho o4un rro arrrx uefiaaxeft nprua4nexur BocrreBalrr{ Herpouyrbrx qtrBaJruaaqtreft, noropunx npoBtrAeEIrIo
Hucru Huxo.uar Pepnxa, a 4pyroft RpecTbffE, 3a trcTtrHHO Xpr{CTITaECKOe CMtrpeBIle AOCTOUEbTX qap-
- nrrcrtr
yt ecilv y .Heptrxa Mlr BrrAtrM TpeIIeTEOe
Maprupoda Cipraua.
CMrrpeErre EepeA TauEcTBeE- crsa ue6ecuofo, fiyraJrrr qurareilE crpamrlrMu cpe,4rreBenoBbrMu
EbrME Eaq.afiaMrl, cofipnITErME B IIptrpOAe rr troJIEoBJraC?HEIMn EaA o 3JIOAeEX r{ fpeffgunax' AorfiAaBmIIxcE ooEtecTBeIrEoII
Jrer.er{AaMrl
sfisror{rHoft uecsumtoft yeaonenbu, to Caprxn Bocxrrr(aer Eac Rapbr, rrAeanrrsllpoBaJrlr BeI(a (peoAaJIItAMa, troo rorAa nloAn Bepo-
Hpacoroft n ruuoroo6paBneM- MareprraJrbuoro
-llnpa,
npennouelrrreM BaJrrI [O-EaCTOfiIqeMy rr He BeAan[ cooJIaBIroB Ayxa rI trJloTtr' poEt-
nepeA rJraaord r{ paByMoM qefioBeqecnnu, cnoco6rrbrM orxpbrrr, r{
yBrrAerb ftpacory 6ecnpe4enrnoft, Bequo Meu.sroqeftca ^xuanu,
- TaHrIX, ftaR, rratrpr{Mep'
AeESLTX flooJreAyrorqrrMll croJreTEffMn
rpaMoruocrb rrJlrl peBoJrroqus. Msoro cEJr ourr or4aBaJru otrEca-
rrocrrrrrb ee BaftorroMeprocru. Paan_e uuponoaapenue arux AByx Errro trpupoAbr, npor{nREyToMy MECTtrqtrBMOM' BSICOROtrapEO BOC-
xy4orr{E-unoB rre Bbrparr{euo n ux pa6orax c Aocraroquoft orserrll_ xBaJrEJru KopoJreBcR'yro BJracrb tr Ee ,fiaJreJrr sepEo_It RpacRa' roBoprr
BOCTbTOT /(a rr E RarfiyqeMc.s orcyTcTBr4rr uleonotfirr rorfte ecrb o qeu-nu6o iorr uato-uaJrbcnlr peBoJrroqrrouuoM. Ha4o .lru roBoprrrb'
cBoE rrAeoJlorllff. rracKoJIbKO Tarure BBrJrffArr nanesurz 6o.llmue 4aponaunn ltonr,-
Ho nepueuca n Ituroy. tlro arnqnuo oro o6paulourre $ rrAeaJraM prrAlr(a u Bop4cnopta?
fiperipacuoro, oro r(yJr[T xpacorlr? Srrauoxona.nir Jrn r&Kr{e B3rJrE]Ibr flepnoe pacxorftAenze lturca c (oBepubrMrf rroaraMaD B eto
paBlloAyrune rrooTa r( o6rq,ocrnerrnnu upo6reuau? l4ru, 6srrr ruoxen, nonn6ft nqleruuroenoctr. Henpeuaoftgeuunft Macrep -rloerl{qe-
ero crpeMJlefir.ro It IrAeaJraM npoRpacEoro AtrnroBanocb ,r(eJraEueM cHoro neftsa)fia, B orJruqne or rrlrx olr EeuBMeEgo [oAxoAIrJI r( rIpE-
poAe co crlrxnftno-uarepfianacrtrqecntrx rloatrquft. He n rrplrMep
5rlltur noar:alr,f(urc BcerAa 6nrt ctoponuur(oM npocBeqeulra, pa-
,,^.^_4IT9pe-c,y_gulyxcE oror,rraeM r rpenpaoEoft fiErre A. A. ErucrparoBofi {uorraJrbrrhrx asaszft. Xpucruaucnuft 6or yuolruuaerc.fi B ero crtrxax
.tIaCJIeAr4e arlnJrfiffCftoro poMaHTnaMa rr CoBpeMeHrrocTr]r, trIsAar6apCrno TOJIbKO B I(OJIJIOKBTaJILHOM CMbICJIe trJIII B HaIIeCTBe IIOeTAqeCfiOIO
Arr cccP, 1960.

15
14
o6pasa. Bopgcnopr Ee sprr EaBBaJr Knrca <.sabrquur(oMD nB-Ba
y lturca - xopeuuecnuft Atrrrrtrx, uocnxqeuunrft BoJrbr{uqe Po6uu ly4a u
oAuoro aroro se_Mor.uo 6rrrr, o6rqero c troaraMn (oaepnoft
mKonBrD. E4uucrneuuuii 6or, n r(oroporo l(urc nepz.r ncro mllaur,
6n.tr Auon.nou, rr BcprrJr orr B rlero B ToM caMoM cMr,rcJre, B r(axoM
BeprrJrrr B rrero llyurruru, Dprocon, Bepecaen...
Coneproeuno rru&qc, uell{ciln raftKrlcrbr, orEoctrTcfl ltrrc n upou-
JroMy. {Jro DI.rAIro xorrr 6r.r uo ero orsorueuuro n Cpe4uenenonrro.
Ecnn gnn lrocroa <oacpuoii [rnoJrbrD Cpe4uenenonte 6rr.no 6la-
xterrllblM BpeMolroM, o l(o?opoM orrr4 BsAblxan[, EarrylaErr]re trep-
BbrMrr BlilcryrrJlorn4rrMrr urrrlruiicltoro rrpoJreraprara, ro l(urc nu4e.n
n Cpe4ucnexoBrro rrorlro coltcoM Apyroe. Pacclrorpuu ero troaMhr
<llaa6ennu> u (l{uuyu cl. Artcccr,r>. B uepaot ua snx Cpe4uene-
$oB6e BccbMa ycJlonuo; D cto)ltor, BauMcrBoBauur,rft ua <,{enalre-
potra)), Itrrrc rJrJcJr corJopnrolrro afiaxpofiucrr,rqecKoe AJrff BpeMeE
Eoxnas.{o ofirrcqrrlro noa4uoiirurx (poprvr Hannrarr.rcrnsecftoft oH-
cnnyarar{rrrr. I4ucrruo xoprnoii 6yplryualroro Ayxa Ea}fitrBbr craJrrr,
uo Kutcy, I4oa6o,rra u Jloporrqo. ltorro'rrro, ellr: f{arrro s (Bomecr-
Berruoft ltolreguul xnoiiMufi (ruuArrocrbD fiart ncrusafiuruft uopon,
so HuKorAa AoToJro aToT rroport rr0 pacqBeTaJl cToJIb MaxpoBbrM
rIBeroM, fian Bo BpeMerra f(urca. Conceu flo-rrrroMy, veu nefixuctu,
fturc rpanryer Cpe4uenenoBr,e rr n <ltanyne cn. Arueccur>1. To, yro
Aonx(rro 6nno oco6euuo lrx yMtrJr.flTb
- rroBepr,e, cB-flBausoe c o6pa-
3oM paEEexprrc?EaEcnoft cnarofi, {urypu BeJrtrr(oJrerrEbrx {eoAa-
noB tr cMtrpeunoro Mouaxa
- Bce oro troAaercx Hurcon c 6oltmofi
4oaoft npounu. Hy, paBBe ror me Caytn yfiycrr.rJr 6rr soaMor{ruocrs
npu paapa6orne rar(oro crorfiera ueo6paaurt xanoe-uu6y4l uy4o,
corBoperuoe cs. Arneccoft B pesynbrare MoJrrrrB repofl n repor{Err
It rrplr rroMoqu nonaxa? A y l{rrca Bce trpefloAuocrrrcrr coBepmeurro
trflaqe. Ilop{upo u-Ma4enuua coeArrtrrrrorcrr ue 6.naro4apr cn. Ar-
Ilecce, a BonpefiIl clf: ocJlu BrraqaJlo Ma4cruuu xoToJilr Jrr{il]r, yBrrAeTr,
Ilop{lrpo Do crlc rI c arofi qc.ur,ro rrpu6ora;ru ft rroMor.qrr xplrcuraacnori
AeBH-r4yqeu[rlbl, ro llop{upo &r{rrn]ilo Ao6flBacrcff cqacrrrr, trpere-
6perar cpeAnerJenolr,rMrr lIosopr,rrMu. C uaylrnreJrbrrr;rM Macrepcr-
BoM onrlcllrlacr ltnrc pocr(oulr, cpcArrcler(olofo BaMRa
nomauyii, u uo 6lruo y lo.nypar6oiirrunou ([eoga.rou, Ho Ma4enrna - Taxrrx,
6es cox(arenufl nol{trAaor nr,rrJrrrrilo qeprorn n 6exur rra Erlx c Jrro-
6nltnrm B crrclnuyro Eorr6, rJ McreJrr, u B rntrByrc rxraur! A llorax,
yrararoqrfi MoJrrlrnr;r -
D nasaJlc lrocMr,r, Tar{ u fipoAoJlr*aer nepe6nparr,
qeTftn...
I6
It naruu- o6paaarrl lrporrrJroro eqe. o6par4ancs ltnrc? Bor ero
JrereuAapuhrM gacroJrrqaM us raBepabl <Mopcnax BeJTIIRtrM
AeBaD
ApaMarypraM aurnr{ficroro Boapoxr4enntr,- ucrtruxhrr,t
noo?aM u
loartrrrecfttrM trpeAKaM ltnrca... tr{ ryr caMaf [opa rroroBoptrrb
[oApooEee o TBopqecRou reHeaJrortru fioaTa.
B rateparype .nro6oro EapoAa uafi4erca rrepuoA tooJrororo BeftaD,
r{orAa o+opMJl.rrercff rrar{I4ouaJrr,Ebrft aarrr, a o rrr{M ero Brrcrilee
Br,rparfienrre crrrx; trepeA trooraMn 4aunot rraquu ornphrBarorcfl
6orareftuue,- EI(Ketlr eqe He lrcrloJrr,BoBaEEbre BoBMoE(Eocrtr ffsbr(a
u crrrxa. tr{ noc;re ranoro [eptroAa B nnreparype .rro.EBrsrorc.s
meAeBpBr, EO rrulrTo tr3 reErreB lrocJreAyroqtrx noKoJreEtrI{ }re B cwrax
6y4er 4ocrnur rort cnentecrn Ir ,[epBooAaurrocrrr .EBlrKa tr crtrxa,
Kaaaff B (soJroToft BenD 6blJra AocTytrHa u caMbrM cltpoMFarM AapoBa-
sngM. V rrac raKtrM (BoJrorbIM BeRoM)) 6nt.ua anoxa, noropyro MrJ
c IroJrr{EIM ocrroBautreM EaB}rBaeM no rrMeurr senrsafimero ee ilpeA-
cTaBtrTeJrfl <nyruruucxoft>. <Sonorr$t BeKoMt aurfiuftcftoft Iloosrrrl
6nr* mecruagqarhlt, roBopff Tosuee, BTopafl ero troJroBuua. Aocrff-
Eterrufi BeJrr4Koft IIoaBIrr4 anrnzficnoro Boapox4eaur ol(aBalrr{cb,
ynr,r, 6rrcrpo noaa6nrulru, rr RagoEEr noaaur rlyptrTau, a aareM
Kfiacctrqucrnqecntre npaBrrJra, BBeBeEEbre n Anrnzro trpu pecraBpa-
qtrn Crroapron, Bnolreq BaurymriJrr{ TpaAtrqrru peueccaucuBrx
reEueB.
A n sasaro AeBflrnaAqaroro Ber(a c trpnxoAoM D nsreparypy
Knrca conopmailocb qyAo, rre Bnaroqee arraJror[ft B rcropntr JrtrTe-
parypbl: arot 6eapo,qnrrft cuu nouroxa craJr nucarb ran, Kafi 6yAro
6r,u uuagmuM coBpeMerruznou lllencnapa u ponecutrnoM, Hy,
xorrr 6br (Daervepa. Eraropo4naa rrpocrora uoorr(qecxtrx cpeAcrB
BupaasrefibnocrltJ cBelxecrb BnAerrrfi Mnpa, caMa {arrypa ctuxa
c ero u3trIcnaunoft anynonncblo, ?o Jrerttaff u BoaAyrusaff, ro 6pon-
BOBO-BeCfta.E BCe OrO ltnrC yuaCAeAOBaJr 01 PeEeCCaSCa. I(Ones-
- (qyAO> TOtrbI(O paAU RpaCOTbI cJIOra: BCe ATU OCO-
EO, MbI CnaBaJIr
6essocrn trpErtrJIIr n Tnrcy B peaynbrare AoJrroro tr BntrMa?eJrb-
EOrO U3yqeutr.E aErntrftcRoft peEeccaEcEoft tro93uu. He oryuatuo
Ea ruryJrbuoM Jrrrcre ero rrepBoro c6opunHa 6nu uouelqeu tropr-
per yBorrqanuoro JraBpaMtr IlIenc[trpa n annrpaf ua Cueucopa*.
+ Wha[ urore feliclty can fall to creature,
Than to enroy delight wlth liberty.
2-776' 17
V lllexcnupa oE yqI4JIcE yMeuulo,r',ry5oxo MbrcJrnrr tr ofopMfiflrb
MbrcJrL B s6rnuc a([opuuru, a y Cneuce pa - sleiroA[quoctu, 6.na'
rosByqmo cTrrxar [ocTpoefiIrlo trJracrlrqEbrx' rrHorAa cJrerRa Bbrqyp-
urrx"o6paaor. Vsurcti lturc u y Apyr[x toft -euoxr u
MacrepoB
6o.rree p'aurux BpeMelr, rro tJraBuhrMrr ero J IuTeJIEMn 6unn Illencnrp
n Cneucep.
tr{s cxa:Bauxoro uo cncAycr AeJrarb BbIBoAoB' 6y4to fturc 6rrn
rrpocro alrlmolroM, crrlnusitl'opoM noDroB Boapoxr4euua. Ey4r aro
r:ir, uunto Ire DctroMIrrIaJI 6r'r o ucu (noro 6rr ceftqac saunTepecoBar
cfrrxorBope{, fipoAyllupyloquft-oAbr, Etr tro crrJrro' Hu lro^.ff3trrnjl
Ee orJrrrqrrMlile ot cocgauftit JloMosocona u ,{epxtanuua?). ,(a'
Iturc ruuorony ffayquilctr I uacr:cpcnofi peueccanolroto crtrxa' Eo
rJraBHOe, qro olr [otrcpulryJl y CBOI{X BoJTITRITX flpe/{rnecrBeEEfi'
r(oB, oro )r(fiauooulyq'ortuo, ptlsyMccTctl, c IIeo6xoAaMbrME trotrpaB-
KaMr{-rr AorI oJrrlc rlrrlMra, o6 yca ottlrofi ttr;IMI'r RpeMeEeM.
I,IMcHlro or roii nopilI' or rrrrarroll l]oaporxgeum' -MeqraBrtrrrx
rtan acta(fery, IIAero
o (coBeprfieur{oM rIoJIoBcl{oD, Itr4rc uprlftuJl;
srrcureft rapMolrul4 IIeJIotlol(tt' rupMolrlllr qyncrBelrrroro r[ trHTeJI-
Jrer(ryaJlr,Eoro EarIaJr, rapMourllo IIp&BI{6r rr r{pacoTlil' ucl(yccTBa n
mraur. Otcro4a r rrpoc.faurouuc uyncrnou:uaii
Jrlr:,6ut4t uaBJleKmee
ua Eero rpaBnro perporpaAoB (auoxa porclrrcrna otluuanacr' npafi-
rrtrM lraAelrneM rlpaBon, uo neqatn 6u.lra ygnnureilr,Eo xaux{ecnoft)'
orcroAa nocxnrqeure.. Mrroroo6paStreM ?r(rrastr' rrpI4lr.arlre rfitrSEu
B ee Arranefitl(IleoHoft CMeEe paAoCTE u ropE' oTcroAa' EaRorreq'
o6paqenae lturca n asrzrluocr[.
.{a, oco6enuoctr l(urca B TpaRToBRe alrr}rquocrlr ra' qro oH,
eoJIE MOInEO Tar{ BbrpaSnrbcft cMoTptrT Ea aET4IIEOCTb rJra3aMtr
qenoBexa tsoapoxt4enlrn. Co crpaurlq trpol{BBeAeutrft rrepeA
-ero
EaMn rrpeAcraror troAJrIrHrIBIe AJrJrIrEbr' 6lrru uorrer, trpeooparr{eE-
EEIe ftoJroprrroM Peseccarca, a ne (qapl4 rI rcpotr)' o4crbre r{Jraccl{-
qucraMtr B trapIInM I(aMtsoJI[I rr Ao I{paEEocru cxeMarlr3rrpoBaE-
shre. I4Meuro aror peueccaucErlfi rIoAxoA $ auTuquocra tar( BoB-
Myrqan souJIoB Hutia, KoplrBmlrx ero sa (EetrpllcToftEocrr,D*. Ho
gir f(nrca, nax Ir AJrfl ryqruux yuon BoaporxAeurrfi' arrrr{rluoorr'
* Sauerrau, vro ltutc npegctasrsn ce6e o6nltx astllqsocrfi ropas,4o ryqme,
rrelfieJlrr nrrcareJlr{ Bospo'l(AoEuE: B ero BpeMR upoqBeraJla apxeoJrorllE
Hayfta, elo trpeImccTBellErrRax
'IeBeAoxaE,
1B
6nna ue 6eanoenparro ucqeBEyBmuM, trperpacnbrna 6ntnlIu, ae
rrapnorrrroM, noropr,rii rroMoraer aa6nrr' oxpylr(arcqee, a cnopee
rreHoefi orpaxreruoft B rrpom;roM . rleJrrlo, x xoropofi EaAo crpe-
Mrrrbcff paAa ee {ocru}fieEuff,.n 6ygyqeu.-(14 gnn Eac oc?errFre-
cttufr. ugea;nT1Jruaon R aETEqEoMy: ue cryuafiuo trptr rrrenrtr Msorux
coBercr(trx rayuuo-(pan-racruqecrux poMaEoB, 4eftctaue Roropnrx
oroABuuyro B AaJreaoe 6y4yqee, B nopy pacqBermero KolrMyEtrBMa,
B EameM noo6pamerzu aonefi anropoB BoBEEI(aror BptrTeJrr,rrrJe
o6paau, Bo MEoroM cxoAur,re c afruqubrMu). 9anuuuau }turca -
Boapor+(Aestre Boapox,qeuza s
anrruftcnoft nooeun.
Itoneyuo,[Hurc trpmtreJr R groMy Ee cpaay. Msorue trB ero pautax
cTuxoB eqe troJrHsI rrpeftJlolrertrrr trMeEEO llepe4 OTBnesessoft
npacorofi; ero Bo MEoroM orrpeAenuno u tronyyAaqy <Ouguunouau.
Hapn4y c trpexpaculrnrz naccdmaltu (o4ru uB I{oroprilx BRrroqer
B Eartre na4auue) B trogMe EeMaJro uarbsEoB: trpelr(Ae Bcero, oua
pacr.snyra, EecoBepmenua tro aoMtroatrqrau, uafigercg s seft EeMaJIo
MecT, c TpyAoM troEqilfaeMbrx r3-3a BsrqypHocTtr f3blr(a, u troE.srEo,
fiorreMy ltntc ran cnopo B ueft paaouapoBaJrc.fi, C togauu unrctrr,
I{zrca o6peraJla BpeJrocrb, tr oE EarraJI trcrloBeAoBarb znoft u4ear
xpacorhr Rpacorbl, Ee rrporl{Botrocrasreusofi peaJrb_Eofi ,fiuBrra,
a cruroft -c Eero B eAtrEoe qeJroe, Hpacortr, HeorAeJItrMoft or ucrtrHbr.
EcrernqecHrft uAealr AJrrr [oDTa ueorAeJrlrM or rAeaJIa ortrrrecfioro.
A. A, EnucrparoBa, cpaBruBaff l{nrca c Eafiponoru u IIIeJr,tu,
IIIiICRaBaJIa OqeEB BepEyIO M6ICJII" rOBOptIr (qTO €CJIII B trX IIODBIII4
rrpeo6JIaAaJI ua(poc pacnpelorqerlrrr geftctnux, MLrcJIu a rryBcrBa,
To ocEoBHbrM na$ocona trooautr Kurca 6uro pacnpenoqeuue ocre-
TUIIeCKOTO COSEaEtrE .renOBeRaD4'.
B arou fturc s KopEe pacxoA[Tofr. c trpeAcraBtrTeJrffMu rerreErrfl
tan EashrBaeMolo (acKyccTBa AJr.fi trcftyccTBaD. ,(aN rrx KpacoTa
rrcrrro, Eaxo,4sqeecn BEe peaJlbuoft xtusur, Eeqro c Eero EecoBMo- -
crlrMoe tro caMoft cyru cnoeft. llx 4enna: (flycr6 trycrb
nAAyMaEEO, IIyCTI' Aall(e traTOJIOITqEO, rBBpaqeEEO
- nrmr 6n.UO
'fieMauuo,
6n rpacnnoll B orrusue or troAo6nhlx uoeron, rnopuecrno lturca
BCerAa ffBnfleTcs BbrparKelrEeM AymeBEoro SAopoBBrr, u ftpacoTa'
AJIrI Eero - Eesro, BaftfiIoqeuroe n carrrbft ,fiuBEE, EaAo roJrr,fto
yMorr, ee yBnAerb. trI reu 4rx Hurca nosereu yAen troera, qro ror
I rHacJro[uo aErnr.rficftofo poMaETr4aMa r4 coBpeldGHrrocTbt, crp. 454.
2. t9
cllooo6eE BCroAy EaftfE AO6pO u trpaDAy, trOCruttB cyrb lrpupoALl ux c ero rte cruxaMtr 6olee uoag-
MoE(Eo EaBBarb, ToJIbKo cpaBEtrB
Aarne raM, nyAa orq,o Eo rtposuftfia fiJrqu rroBuasun (couer The Eero nepuoAa..Ilereq Kpacorf,r E paAocrtr OilTfrfr, Aalr(o oaMble
Poet), florsayflcb vyfi(Aofi Knrcy nencunofi, uu BIIpaBe cr{asarb, IOpbI(Ue' CaMI'ilO TErI(eJIbIe qyBCTBa OE yMen O0Jleqb EenOrpemnMrrM
qto uo elo MEeEUIO IIOAT - pASBeAqtrr qeIOBerreCTBa Ea IryTfiX no rapuouuu cTuxoM: B ero rpycTEEIM CrEx.aM BtrOJrEe UpUUeEUMET
uocTtr?fieEuff MEpa' ano""' ry*ttrsa (treIIaJIb Mo; cBernaD, Burotatelr'sxrft vn6Tsp
flo uepe roro, KaK poc E coapeBaJl TaJIaET ftutca, pocJlo E ero crunn, Ituto or4an cBoft TaJIaET BBrEBJreEmo roro trpenpacEoror
crpeureune 6oaue upu6auaurrcr x peatsuoft Etutlutr. Oto rsro- fioropbrM rIoJrEa ,r{uBBb, u Merr(Ay crpor{ ero trpotraDeAeErt MhI
resue crano oooasasuf,rM nerou 1818 rbga, ror4a oE tfitrn c 6patou noxreru upoquTarb o Bepe uoaTa B rpf,Ayqee ropx(eorBo rrpeapac'
Touou B AeBoEIurpcKoM ropo4xe Tetuuyce, I(yAa Bce BpeM.E Aoxo- EOIO U trpaBAtrBOrO.
Auntr onyxtr o xpytrHbrx BoJIEeEtrffx cpe4r 6arp-anor. Vnpenunu U. n rbuesuoM crlere, Ee Btrpryogsoft ctrxornopnofr texsrxot,
aro rflroresue u ero offtrrauus uo IIIornaEAtrE. C neta 1818 ro4a a uMesuo erofr nepoft poE(AeEa seo6brsaftsas rapMo-Er.rnocrb u
y ltrrca troflEJIffercE uonrtt yrurenr
- (fonrrnop, s Ee cnyvaftuo anrnscnai 6eausrexuocrb eno rnopeuuft. lllrerso sra
ilronr sacroe ero o6pa4enue x Po6epry Eeprcy, xotopufi onrrrle' "cr""ro
uup" 4ataut ero 6nuanuu u Eyrr(EbIM strrareJrr) uamefi crpaEhl'
TBopEn Arg Ituroa cJInFme Iloora c Hapo4ottt. rapo4 rotopofi or4anau E ot4aer EeMaJrbIe cnnbl paAu onossa-
Hasnnancs nonufi uepuo4 rBopqecrBa ftutca. I(anuu on lror 6rr reirnoft uo6e4w Bcero [peftpacuoro E rlpaBAtrBoro' aaJlot*eEnoro
crarb, MLI Morr{eM AoraAarbcl rlo ero 6eccruepruoft o4e <Oceuu B qefioBefte.
(To Autumn), r,qe ABa ero ayM-u-pa I(pacora u Ilpan4a-- o6pa- B.
donaru conepmeuuarfi cz{rea. Mano- rafi4etcff B
Poeoe
MtrpoBofr. noeaun
trporaBeAeEuft, r4e tovueftuee, peaJlncrtrsseftmee otrucauue o6teH-
rinuofi geftcrazrenruocru TaK coserarocr 6nr c a6co.rrotno 6eay-
npevuoft, uarrcnassoft go uoanoft flpocrorbr rfopuoft u rry6onoft
oirurmcrrssoft urrcnrro. lI asrusuocrb craJla paccMarpuBarbcf,
Iturcolr B ApyroM actrenre: oE llpuutrMaetcn ea uoauy (lutrepuouD,
rAe ucrroJrbayer ApeBrerpeeecnrft uurf o cnep]aenlru ypaEEAoB
r{poEtrAaMn, B atoft o6pa6orne uu{a Rutc orpall{aer cBoto rpeBory,
oBoe trpeAqyBcrBue BeJIER4X U Ee48oe,Itlrr-rx OoqeCTBeEEEIX IIOTpTI-
ceuuft. OE ocraJlcrr EeAoBonbEhrM troaMoft, Haxo4f ee cnrmaoM
saEoMEEaroqeft Mnnrrosa B olsJtEcTErIecRoM oTEoltresutr, [pepBan
ee ua uorySpaae E IrpEEEncfi aa nonuft ee BaptraEr, ooaryrqB-
neusuft <Ila4euue lrruepuona> (The FalI ol Hyperton, t8t9);
EoBaE trooMa o6en(9aa crarb DpaEAEoaELIM ooBAaEueM, so Ea oror
paa ee trpepBaJla ooJIeBEb...
TpyAso raAarb, I(artrx BeptutrE Iloaauu Aoortrr 6u, Knrc, upoll(trBq
ou 4oarme. Ho r to, qro ou cAeJran Ba oBoro o6uAso EeAonryr)
,r(uBEB, craBur ero n uepanft pa4 auuutonrx troaroB. B orarsne
or 6oarmuucrBa losblx crxxorBopqel, orAalorqtrx seMaJrylo AaEb
caMorro6oaaszlo E oaMo'fiaJrouuro, oE c cauf,rx paErnrx ner Arcqu-
uJruEEpoDan tr MriIcJIb E TexEulty, tr Aax{e paEEEe ero trpotraBeAe.
EEg OTMEIIESf,I IIEIIATbIO ECTtrUEOIO MACTEPCTBA; EESPENbIMT trX

n
 CONTENTS

Page
LYRIC PIECES

31
Imitation of Spenser
33
On Death
35
Sonnets: To Byron
To Chatterton 36

On Peace ot
38
To Hope
47
Ode to Apollo
43
Anniversary of Charles II's Restoration
Three Sonnets. Woman! When I Behold Thee
45
46
Sonnet. To Solitude
47
To Emma
4B
Hither, Hither, Love-
Sonnets: To One Who Has Been Long in City Pent-
50
51
The Poet

q2
 Page Page

Epistle to my Brother George 53 A Galloway Song 100

Sonnets: On First Looking into Chapman's Homer 59 Sonnets: To Ailsa Rock 103
Keen, Fitful Gusts 60 Written in ttre Cottage Where Burns Was Born 105
Happy Is England 61 Ode. Bards of Passion and of Mirth 106
To Kosciusko 62 Sonnets: Bright Star t0B
Written in Disgust of Vulgar Superstition 63 To Sleep 109
On the Grasshopper and Cricket 64
' 'La Belle Dame sans Merci 110
On "Ihe Flowre and the Lefe' 65 Two Sonnets on Fame 113
On Seeing the Elgin Marbles 67 Sonnet. On the Sonnet 115
To Haydon (Haydonl forgive rne that I cannot speak) 6B
- Ode on a Grecian Urn 116
On the Sea 69 Ode on Melancholy 119
Stanzas. In a Drear.Nighted December 70
' Ode to a Nightingale tzt
A Song of Opposites (Wolcome Joy and Welcome Sorrow) 72 A Party of Lovers I25
Sonnets: On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again 74 To Autumn L26
When I Have Fears 75 Sonnet. The Day Is Gone 128
Modern Love 76 Lines to Fanny 129
Lines on tlle Mermaid Tavern II Sonnet. To Fanny 132
Robin Hood 79 This Living Hand 133
Sonnets: To a Lady Seen for a Few Moments at Vauxhall .82
To the Nile B3
To Spenser LONGER POEMS
B4
Blue! 'Tis the Life of Heaven B5
Isabelle, or the Pot of Basil 135
Whar the Thrush Said B6
The Eve of St. Agnes 161
Sonnets: To Homer ot
The Human Seasons Korurvenrapufi r8t
88
Sweet Is the Greeting of Eyes B9
The Devon Maid 9l
Sonnet. On Visiting the Tomb of Bums 92
Meg Merrilies 93
A Song about Myself 95

21
A thing of beautY is a ioY lor euer:
Its loaeliness increases; it will neaer
Pass into nothingness; but still will k'eep
A bower qwiet lor us, and, a sleeP
Fult of sweet ilreams, anil heah,h, and, quiet breathing'
Therefore, on euery nlorrow, are we wreathing
A f,owery banil to bind, us to the earth,
Spite of d,esponilence, ol the inhuman d,earth
Of noble natures, of the gloomY d,aYs,
Ol aII the unhealthy anil o'er'darheneil ways
Maile lor our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape ol beauty moaes away the pall
From our d,ark spirits, Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old, anil young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and, such are ilaffodils
With the green world, they liue in; and, clear rills
That lor ihemselttes a cooling coaert mahe
'Gainst the hot season; the miil forest bralte,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musle-rose blooms: LYRIC PIECES
And such too is the grandeur of the d'ooms
We luaue imagined, tor the rnighty ileail;
AtI loaely tales that we haae heard or read:
An end,less tountain of immortal d'rink,
Pouringunto us frornthe heauenos brinh.

(Endymion, Book I, 1-24)

28
 3E
IMITATION OF SPENSER

-K Now Morning from her orient chamber came,.

And her firstloohteps touch'd a verdant hill;
Crowning its lawny crest with amber flame,
Silv'ringlhe untainted gushes of irs-rill; -
Which,lure from mossy beds, did down distill'
And after parting beds of simple flowers,
By many tit.u*. a little lake did fill,
Which round its marge reflected woven bowers,
And, in its middle space, a sky that never lowers'

There the king'fisher saw his plumage bright

Vieing with fish of brilliant dye below; -
Whose silken fins, and golden scales' light
Cast upward, through the waves, a ruby glow:
There saw the swan his neck of arched snow,
And oar'd himself along with majesty;
Sparkled his jetty eyes; his feetdid show
Bineath the waves like Afric's ebony,
And on his back a fay reclined voluptuously'
ili

1t
Ah! could I tell the wonders of an isle
ri
That in that fairest lake had placed been,
ii I could e'en Dido of her grief beguile;
Or rob from aged Lear his bitter teen:
lii For sure so fair a place was never seen,

1r
Of all that ever charm'd romantic eye:
It seem'd an emerald in the silver sheen
Of the bright waters; or as when on high,
W
Through clouds of fleecy white, laughs the ccerulean sky.
ON DEATH
ii
And all around it dipp'd luxuriously
Slopings of verdure through the glossy tide,. I
Which, es it were in gentle amity,
Can death be sleep, when life is but a dleam,
Rippled delighted up the flowery.side;
And scenes of bliss ,pass as a phantom by ?
As if to glean the ruddy tears, it tried,
The transient pleasurefas a visidn seem,
Which fell profusely from the rose-tree stem!
And yet we think the greatest pain's to die.
Haply it was the workings of its pride,
In strife to throw upon the shore a gem
Outvieing all the buds in Flora's diadem.
II
How strange it is that man on earth should roam,
And lead a'life of woe, but not forsake
His rugged path; nor dare he view alone
His future doom which is but to awake.

33
 SONNET
TO.BYRON

Byron! how sweetly sad thy melody!

Attuning still the soul to tenderness,
As if soft Pity, with unusual stress,
Had touch'd her plaintive lute, and thou, being by,
Hadst caught the tones, nor suffer'd them to die.
O'ershadowing sorrow doth not make thee less
Delightful: thou thy griefs dost dress
With a bright halo, shining beamily,
As when a cloud the golden moon doth veil,
Its sides are tingld with a resplendent glow,
Through the dark robe oft amber rays prevail,
And like fair veins in sable marble flow;
Still warble, dying swan! still tell the tale,
The enchanting tale, thb tale of pleasing woe.

35
 ,t$-{,
SONNET
TO CHATTERTON
O Chatterton! how very sad thy fate!
Dear child of sorrow-son of misery!
How soon the film of death obscur'd that eye,
Whence Genius mildly flash'd, and high debate.
How soon that voiceo majestic and elate,
Melted in dying numbers! Oh! how nigh
Was night to thy fair morning. Thou didst die
A half-blown flow'ret which cold blasts amate.
But this is past: thou art among the stars
Of highest Heaven: to the rolling spheres
Thou sweetly singest: naught thy hymning mars,
Above the ingrate world and human fears.
On earth the good man base detraction bars
From thy fair name, and waters it with tears.
36
SONNET
ON PEACE
O Peace! and dost thou with thy presence bless
The dwellings of this war-suirdunded Isle;
Soothing with placid brow our late distress,
Making the triple kingdom brightly smile?
Joyful I hail thy presence; and I hail
The sweet companions that await on thee;
Complete my joy-let not my first wish fail,
Let the sweet mountain nymph thy favourite be,
With England's happiness proclaim Europa's Liberty.
O Europe! let not sceptred tyrants see
That thou must shelter in thy former state;
Keep thy chains burst, and boldly say thou art freel
Give thy kings law-Jeave not uncurbed the great;
So with the horrors past thou'lt win thy happier fate!
37
I
I
TO HOPE
When by my solitary hearth I sit,
ll
And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom;
I7hen no fair dreams before my'mind's eye' flit,
And the bare heath of life presents no bloom;
Sweet Hope, ethereal ba'lm upon me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head.
Whene'er I wander, at the fall of night,
Where woven boughs shut out the moon's bright ray,
Should sad Despondency my musings fright,
And frown, to drive fair Cheerfulness away,
Peep with the moon-beams through the leafy roof,
And keep that fiend Despondlence far aloof.
Should Disappointment, parent of Despair,
Strive {or her son to seize my careless heartl
When, like a cloud, he sits upon the air,
Preparing on his spell-bound prey to dart:
Chase him away, sweet Hope, with visage bright,
OrU fright him as the morning frightens night!
, Brightening the half veil'd face of heaven afar:
Whene'er the fate of those I hold most dear
Tells to my fearful breast a tale of sorrow,
O brighreyed Hope, my morbid fancy cheer;
Let me awhile thy sweetest comforts borrow:
Thy heaven-born radiance around me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head!
Should e'er unhappy love my bosom pain,
From cruel parents, or relentless fair;
O let me think it is not quite in vain
To sigh out sonnets to the midnight air !
Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head !
In the long vista of the years to roll,
Let me not see our country's honour fade:
O let me see our iand retain her soul,
Her pride, her freedom; and not freedom's shade.
From thy bright eyes unusual brightness sheil-
Beneath thy pinions canopy my head!
Let me not see the patriot's high bequest,
Great Liberty ! how great in plain attire !
With the base purple of a court oppress'do
Bowing her head, and ready to expire:
But let rne see thee stoop from heaven on wings
That fill the skies with silver glitterings!
And as, in sparkling majesty, a star
Gilds the bright summit of some gloomy cloud;
So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud,
Sweet Hope, celestial influence round me shed,
Waving thy silver pinions o'er my head.
 ODE TO APOLLO

In thy western halls of gold

When thou sittest in thY state,
Bards, that erst sublimelY told
Heroic deeds, and sang of fate,
With fervour their adamantine lyres,
seize
Whose chords are soliil rays, and twinkle radiant fires'

Here Homer with his nervous arms

Strikes the twanging harP of war,
And even the western splendour warms'
While the trumPets sound afar:
But, what creates the most intense surprise,
His soul looks out through renovated eyes.

Then, through thy Temple wide, melodious swells

The sweet majestic tone of Maro's-lyre:
The sofil delighted on each accent dwells,-
Enraptur'd dwells,-not daring to respire,
The while he tells of grief around a funeral pyre'

q 'Tis awful silence then again;

Expectant stand the sPheres;
Breathless the laurell'd Peers,
Nor move, till ends the loftY strain,
Nor move till Milton's tuneful thunders cease,
And leave once more the ravish'd heavens in peace.
 Thou biddest Shakespeare wave his hand,
And quickly forward spring
The Passions-a terrific band-
And each vibrates the string
That with its tyrant temper best accords,
Whiile from their Master's lips pour forth the inspiring words.

A silver trumpet Spenser blows,

And, as its martial notes to silence flee,
From a virgin chorus flows ANNIVERSARY OF CHARLES II'S
A hymn in praise of spotless Chastity. RESTORATION
'Tis still! Wild warblings from the Aolian lyre
Enchantment softly breathe, and tremblingly expire. Lines written, May 29, on hearing the bells ringing
Infatuate Britons, will you still proclaim
His memory, your direst, foulest shame?
Next thy Tasso's ardent numbers
Nor patriots revere?
Float along the pleased air,
Oh! while I hear each traitorous lying bell,
Calling youth from idle slumbers,
'Tis gallant Sydney's, Russell's, Vane's sad knell
Rousing them from Pleasure's lair:- That pains-my wounded ear.
Then o'er the strings his fingers gently move,
And melt the soul to pity and to love.

But when Thou joinest with the Nine,

And all the powers of song combine,
We listen here on earth:
The dying tones that fill the air,
And charm the ear of evening fair,
From thee, great God of Bards, receive their heavenly birth.

43

THREE SONNETS
\VOMAN! WHEN I BEHOLD THEE
I To catch the tunings of a voice divine.
Woman! when I behold thee flippanto vain,
Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies;
Without that modest softening that enhances
The downcast eye, repentant of the pain
That its mild light creates to heal again:
E'en then, elate, my spirit leaps, and prances,
E'en then my soul with exultation dances
For that to love, so long, I've dormant lain:
But when I see thee meeko and kind, and tender,
Heavens! how desperately do I adore
Thy winning graces;-to be thy defender
I hotly burn-to be a Calidore-
A very Red Cross Knight-a stout Leander-.
Might I be loved by thee like these of yore.
II
Light feet, dark violet eyes, and parted hair;
Soft dimpled hands, white neck, and creamy breast,
Are things on which the dazzled senses rest
Till ihe fond, fixed eyes, forget they stare.
From such fine pictures, heavens! I cannot dare
To turn my admiration, though unpossess'd
They be of what is worthy,-though not drest
In lovely modesty, and virtues rare.
Yet these I leave as thoughtless as a lark;
These lures I straight forget,-e'en ere I dine,
Or thrice my palate moisten: but when I mark
Such charrns with mild intelligences shine,
My ear is open like a greedy shark,
III
Ah! who can e'er forget so fair a being?
Who can forget her half-retiring sweets?
God! she is like a milk-white lamb that bleats
For man's protection. Surely the All-seeing,
Who joys to see us with his gifts agreeing,
Will never give him pinions, who entreats
Such innocence to ruin,-who vilely cheats
A dove-like bosom. In truth there is no freeing
One's thoughts from such a beauty; when I hear
A lay that once I saw her hand awake,
Her form seems floating palpable, and nearl
Had I e'er seen her from an arbour take
A dewy flower, oft would that hand appear,
And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake.

SONNET
TO SOLITUDE
0 solitude! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,-
Nature's observatory-whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river's crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
'Mongst boughs pavilion'd, where the deer's'swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell.
But though I'll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
Whose words are images of thoughts refin'd,
Is my soul's pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.
46
TO EMMA
O come, my dear Emma! the rose is full blown,
The riches of Flora are lavishly strown?
The air is all softness, and crystal the streams,
The West is resplendently clothed in beams.
O come! let us haste to the freshening shades,
The quaintly carv'd seats, and the opening glades;
Where the fairies are chanting their evening hymns,
And in the last sun-beam the sylph lightly swims.
And when thou art weary ['ll find thee a bed,
Of mosses.and flowers to pillow thy head:
There, beauteous Emma, I'll sit at thy feet,
While my story of love I enraptur'd repeat.
So fondly I'll breathe, and so softly I'll sigh,
Thou wilt think that some amorous Zephyr is nigh:
Jd ns-as I breathe I will press thy fair knee,
And then thou wilt know that the sigh comes from me.
Ah! why, dearest girl, should we lose all these blisses?
That mortal's a fool who such happiness misses:
So smile acquiescence, and give me thy hand,
With love-looking eyes, and with voice sweetly bland.
47
 Though one moment's Pleasure
In one moment flies,
Though the passion's treasure

ffi@ In one moment dies,

Yet it has not Passed-

Think how near, how near!
And while it doth last,
HITHER, HITHER, LOVE_ Think'how dear, how dear!

Hither, hither, love- Hither, hither, hither

'Tis a shady mead- Love its boon has sent-
Hither, hither, love! If I die and wither
Let us feed and feed! I shall die content!

Hither, hither, sweet-

'Tis a cowslip bed-
Hither, hither, sweet!
'Tis with dew bespread!

Hither, hither, dear,

By the breath of life,
Hither, hither, dear-
Be the summer's wife !
i,t
ii
,]
-<<<t
SONNET
TO ONE U/HO HAS BEEN LONG IN
CITY PENT*
To one who has been long in city pent,
'Tis very sweet to look into the fair
And open face of heaven,-to breathe a prayer
Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
Who is more happy, when, with heart's content,
Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair
Of wavy grass, and reads a debonair
And gentle tale of love and languishment?
Returning home at evening, with an ear
Catching the notes of Philomel,-an eye
Watching the sailing cloudlet's bright career,-
He mourns that day so soon has glided by:
E'en like the passage of an angel's tear
That falls through the clear ether silently.
50
@
.<e
SONNET
THE POET
At Morn, at Noon, at Eve, and Middle Night,
He passes forth into the charmed air,
With talisman to call up spirits rare
From plant, cave, rock, and fountain.-To his sight
The hush of natural objects opens quite
To the core: and every secret essence there
Reveals the elements of good and fair;
Making him see, where Learning hath no light.
Sometimes, above the gross and palpable things
O{ this diurnal ball, his spirit flies
On awful wing; and with its destined skies
Holds premature and mystic communings:
Till such unearthly intercourses shed
A visible halo round his mortal head.
5I
 EPISTLE
TO MY BROTHER GEORGE

Full many a dreary hour have I past,

My brain bewilder'd, and my mind o'ercast
With heaviness; in seasons when I've thought
No spherey strains by me could e'er be caught
From the blue dome, though I to dimness gaze
On the far depth where sheeted lightning plays;
Or, on the wavy grass outstretch'd supinely,
Pry 'mong the stars, to strive to think divinely:
That I should never hear Apollo's song,
Though feathery clouds were floating all along
The purple wcst, and, two bright strcaks bctween,
The golden lyre itsclf wcrc dirnly seon:
That the still rrrurlnur ol thc honcy ltcc
Would never tcaclt a rural song [o mc:
That the bright glance from beauty's eyelids slanting
Would never make a lay of mine enchanting,
Or warm my breast with ardour to unfold
Some tale of love and arms in time of old.

But there are times, when those that love the bay,
Fly from all sorrowing far, far awaY;
A sudden glow comes on them, naught they see
In water, earth, or air, but PoesY.
It has been saido dear George, and true I hold it,
(For knightly Spenser to Libertas told it,)
That when a Poet is in such a trance,
In air he sees white coursers paw, and prance,
Bestridden of gay knights, in gay apparel,
IVho at each other tilt in playful quarrel,
And what we, ignorantly, sheet-lightning call,
Is the swift opening of their wide portal,
When the bright warder blows his trumpet clear,
IVhose tones reach naught on earth but Poet's ear.
When these enchanted portals open wide,
And through the light the horsemen swiftly glide,
The Poet's eye can reach those golden halls,
And view the glory of their festivals:
Their ladies fair, that in the distance seem
Fit for the silv'ring of a seraph's dreaml
Their rich brimm'd goblets, that incessant run
Like the bright spots that move about the sun;
And, when upheld, the wine from each bright jar
Pours with the lustre of a falling star.
Yet further off, are dimly seen their bowers,
Of which no mortal eye can reach the flowers I
And 'tis right just, for well Apollo knows
'Twould make the Poet quarrel with the rose.
All that's reveal'd from that far seat of blisses,
Is, the clear fountains' interchanging kisses,
As gracefully descending, light and thin,
Like silver streaks across a dolphin's fin,
When he upswimmeth from the coral caves,
And sports with half his tail above the waves'
These wonders strange he sees, and many more,
Whose head is pregnant with poetic lore.
Should he upon an evening ramble fare
With forehead to the soothing breezes bare,
Would he naught see bul the dark, silent blue
With all its diamonds trembling through and through?
Or the coy moon' when in the waviness
Of whitest clouds she iloes her beauty dress,
And staidly paces higher up, and higher,
Like a sweet nun in holy'ilay attire?
Ah, yes! much more would start into his sight-
The revelries and mysteries of night:
And should I ever see them, I will tell you
Such tales as needs must with &mazement spell you'
These are the living pleasures of the bard:
But richer far posteritY's award.
What does he murmur with his latest breath,
While his proud eye looks through the film of death?
'What though I leave this dull, and earthly mould,
Yet shall my spirit lofty converse hold
With after times.-The patriot shall feel
My stern alarum, and unsheath his steel;
55
 Or, in the senate thunder out my numbers rhy dares, *d ltlj:i'i,ff##n#tJilX;
To startle princes from their easy slumbers. s*ittiy I mount, "ryilJ;r;; thy dlo*i"ioo..
The sage will mingle with each moral theme
My happy thoughts sententious; he will teem
txifi :lJH"i,TT'i",f **gi*r,*i:::':l,tbr.,her,
*tl,'
With lofty periods when my verses fire him, That my 5ef1 r'erse T;";., ,lear friend
And then I'll stoop from heaven to inspire him.
Lays have I Ieft of such a dear delight lrrfix":'
That maids will sing them on their briilal night. t:i'*i's ilfr 'n: n*;11T
Gay villagers, upon a morn of May,
nrv br ain :
!1h91 thel have tired. their ge-nule limbs with play,
And form'd a snowy circle on"the grass, Uf**lllfit-flru;ru l**,,tr l'"""*
easur e'
And plac'd in midst of all that lovely lass
*t# it"-;;' ; i'rtq*
Who chosen is their queen,-with her fine head Tl'"Tft\*t'lT
Crowned with flowers purple, white, and red:
For the_re the lily, and the musk-rose, sighing, **ru*i::l+:+t**'r+*t6"i:""-'
Are emblems true of hapless lovers dyinlg: " of too,I have
Between her breasts, that never yet {eit tiuble,
late,
lX""i;;;;l:1,i,:ltliffiilt
A bunch of violets full blown, and double, 3T"J"!,1iJJ]if+"fr :1,i"'iil;;:.*f :l'-',
Serenely sleep:-she from a casket takes
A_little book,-and then a joy awakes H*m ilii**r
a lotty irl**
-o ;l l"J;T"* ",,
fbout each youthful heart,-with stifled cries, That crowns - ' and- blades'
-"*''rt^" stalics,
And rubbing of white hands, and sparklint;;*, Above the oceatr-rvav'D' ^hades'
''
For she's to read a tale of hopes,
".rd
f""ri "
One that I foster'd in my youthfu,l years:
ffiil
on on"
rr ]*t:'.S"1,T,i;no,l;:J:
side is'a.heto,li*"r'r"* their scarlet coats;
The pearls, that on each glist,ning circlet sleep, ih.oogh which the PoPui1r", rrr"s 1". it"d
Gush ever and anon with silent creep, So p"rt t-*"t nester human-Krnt''
"'od
Lured by the innocent dimples. To sweet rest The scarlet ""."":i:::;r;r""d, i, '"." and green'
ltritt 1n9
dear babe, upon it, motheros breast, And on 1\" "'h''l;i:?'""Hd';ui purple'
mat
Be lull'd with songs of mine. Fair world, adieu! Ocean's blue
Now 'tis f see a canvass'd ship, and now
Mark the bright silver curling round her prow.
I see the lark down-dropping to his nestn
And the rbroad-winged sea-gull never at restl
For when no more he spreads his feathers free,
His breast is dancing on the restless sea.
Now I direct my eyes into the west,
IVhich at this moment is in sunbeams drest:
Why westward turn? 'Twas but to say adieu!
'Twas but to kise my hand, dear George, to you!

SONNET
ON FIRST LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S
HOMER

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,

And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesnel
.il r

q' Yet did I never breathe its pure serene

Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star'd at the Pacific-and all his men
Look'd at each other with a wild surmise-
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

59
 VB,
SONNET
KEEN, FITFUL GUSTS
Keen, fitf,ul gusts are whisp'ring here and there
Among the bushes half leafless, and dry;
The stars look very cold about the sky,
And I have many miles on foot to fare.
Yet feel I little of the cool bleak airo
Or of the dead leaves rustling drearily,
Or of those silver lamps that burn on higho
I
Or of the distance from home's pleasant lair:
'il
i
For I am brimfull of the friendliness
rL
That in a little cottage I have found;
Of fair-hair'd Milton's eloquent distress,
And all his love for gentle Lycid drown'd I
Of lovely Laura in her light green dress,
And faithful Petrarch gloriously crown'd.
60
-<K<i
SONNET
HAPPY IS ENGLAND
Huppy is England! I could be content
To see no other verdure than its own;
To feel no other breezes than are blown
Through its tall woods with high romances blent:
Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment
For skies ltalian, and an inward groan
To sit upon an Alp as on a throne,
And half forget what world or worl'ding meant.
Huppy is England, sweet her artless daughters;
Enough their simple loveliness for meo
Enough their whitest arms in silence clinging:
Yet do I often warmly burn to see
Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing'
And float with them about the summer waters.
6l

SONNET
TO KOSCIUSKO
Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us lilce the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres-an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealingo
And change to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudJess blue, and round each silver throne.
It tells me too, that on a happy day,
When some good spirit walks upon the earth,
Thy name with Alfred's and the great of yore
Gently commingling, gives tremendous birth
To a loud hymn, that sounds far, far away
To where the great God lives for evermore.
62
SONNET
WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR
SUPERSTITION
The church bells toll a melancholy round,
Calling the people to some other prayers,
Some other gloominess, more dreadful cares,
More hearkening to the sermon's horrid sound.
Surely the mind of man is closely bound
In some black spell; seeing that each one tears
Himself from fireside joys, and Lydian airs,
And converse high of those with glory crown'd.
Still, still they toll, and I should feel a damp,-
A chill as from a tomb, did I not know
That they are dying like an outburnt lamp;
That 'tis their sighing, wailing ere they go
Into oblivion;-that fresh flowers will grow,
And many glories of immortal stamp.
63
 -<<<s

SONNET SONNET
ON THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET
Written on the bl'ank space ol a leal
at the end of Chaucer's tale of
The poetry of earth is never dead:
'The Flowre antl the Lefe'
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
This pleasant tale is like a little copse:
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
The honied lines do freshly interlace,
That is the Grasshopper's-he takes the lead
To keep the reader in so sweet a place,
In summer luxury,-he has never done
So that he here and there full'hearted stops;
With his delights; for when tired out with fun
And oftentimes he feels the dewy drops
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Come cool and suddenly against his face,
The poetry of earth is ceasing never:
And by the wandering melody may trace
On a lone winter eveningo when the frost
Which way the tender-legged linnet hops.
Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills
Oh! what a power hath white Simplicity!
The Cricket'B song, in warmth increasing ever,
What mighty power has this gentle story !
And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,
I that for ever feel athirst for glory
The Grasshopper's among some grassy hills.
Could at this moment be content to lie
Meekly upon the grass, as those whose sobbings
W'ere heard of none beside the mournful robins.

65
I
 SONNET
ON SEEING T}IE ELGIN MARBLES
FOR THE FIRST TIME

My spirit is too weak-mortality

Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,
And each imagin'd pinnacle and steep
Of godlike hardship, tells me I must die
Like a sick Eagle looking at the sky.
Yet 'tis a gentle luxury to weep
That I have not the cloudy winds to keep,
Fresh for the opening of the morningos eye.
Such dim-conceived glories of the brain
Bring round the heart an indescribable feud;
So do these wonders a most dizzy pain,
That mingles Grecian grandeur with the rude
Wasting of old Time-with a billowy main-
A sun-a shadow of a magnitude.
 SONNET
TO HAYDON
Haydon! forgive me that I cannot speak
Definitively of these mighty things;
Forgive rne that I have not Eagle's wings-
That what I want I know not where to seek:
And think that I would not be over meek
In rolling out upfollow'd thunderings,
Even to the steep of Heliconian springs,
Were I of ample strength for such a freak- -
Think, too, that all these numbers should be thine;
Whose else? In this who touch thy vesture's hem?
For when men star'd at what was most divine
With brainless idiotism-o'erwise phlegm-
Thou hadst beheld the Hesperean shine
Of their star in the East, and gone to worship them'
68
SONNET
ON THE SEA
It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twiceten thousand Caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound'
Often 'tis in such gentle temper found,
That scarcely will the very smallest shell
Be mov'd for'days from where it sometime fell,
When last the winds of Heaven were unbound'
O ye ! who have your eye'balls vex'd and tir'd,
Feast them upon thd wideness of the Sea;
O ye! whose ears are dinn'd with uproar rude,
Or feil too much with cloying melody-
Sit ye near some old Cavern's Mouth, and brood
Until ye start, as if the sea'nymphs quir'd!
69
 III
Ah! woulil'twere so with many
STANZAS Agentle girl and boy!
IN A DREAR.NIGHTED DECEMBER But were there ever any
Writh'd not at passed joy?
To know the change and feel it,
I When there is none to heal it,
Nor numbed sense to steel it,
In a drear-nighted December, W'as never said in rhyme.
Too happy, happy tree,
Thy branches neoer remember
Their green felicity:
The north cannot undo them
I[ith a sleety whistle through them,
Nor frozen thawings glue them
From budding at the prime.

tllt

In a drear-nighted December,
Too happy, h"ppy brook,
Thy bubblings ne'er remember
Apollo's summer lookl
But with a sweet forgetting
They stay their crystal fretting,
Never, never petting
About the frozen time.
I

l.

A SONG OF OPPOSITES Sombre Saturn, Momus hale;-

Laugh and sigh, and laugh again;
WELCOME JOY AND WELCOME SORROW
Oh the sweetness of the pain!
Muses bright, and muses paleo
Bare your faces of the veil;
or t'#lr*," 0,,"*
each his r"",,"'Y",flll Let me see; and let me write
Their embryon atoms.' Of the day, and of the night-
-Milton
Both together:-let me slake
All my thirst for sweet heart-ache!
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow' Let my bower be of yew,
Lethe's weed and Hermes' feather; Interwreath'd with myrtles new;
Come to-day, and come to-morrow? Pines and lime-trees full in bloom,
I do love you both together! And my couch a low grass-tomb.
I love to mark sad faces in fair weather;
And hear a merry laugh amid the thunder;
Fair and {oul I love together.
Meadows sweet where flames are under,
And a giggle at a wonder;
Visage sage at pantomime;
Funeral, and steeple-chime ;
Infant playing with a skull;
Morning fair, shipwreck'd hull;
Nightshade with the woodbine kissing;
Serpents in red roses hissing;
Cleopatra regal-dress'd
With the aspic at her breast;
Dancing music, music sad,
Both together? sane and mad;
Muses bright and muses pale I

,79
 -+#s
SONNET
ON SITTING DOWN
TO READ KING LEAR ONCE AGAIN
O golden tongued llomance, with serene lute
Fair plumed Syren, Queen of far.away !
Leave melodizing on this wintry day,
Shut up thine olden pages, and be mute:
Adieu ! for, once again, the fierce dispute
Betwixt damnation and impassion'd clay
Must I burn throughl once more humbly
The bitter-sweet of this Shakespearian fruit:
Chief Poet! and ye clouds of Albion,
Begetters of our deep eternal theme !
When through the old oak Forest I am gone,
Let me not wander in a barren dream,
But, when I am consumed in the fire,
Give me new Phenix wings to fly at my desire.
74
SONNET
WHEN I }TAVE FEARS
When I have fears that I may cease to be
!
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in chafactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think tha.t I may never live to trace
assay
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance I
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
Thar I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;-then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
75
I
rl
ll
iK
i
i
MODERN LOVE
And what is love? It is a doll dress'd up
For idleness to cosset, nurse, and dandle;
A thing of soft misnomers, so divine
That silly youth doth think to make itself
Divine by loving, and so goes on
Yawning and doting a whole summer long,
Till Miss's comb is made a pearl tiara,
And common Wellingtons turn Romeo boots;
Then Cleopatra lives at number seven,
And Antony resides in Brunswick Square.
Fools! if some passions high have warm'd the world,
If Queens and Soldiers have play'd deep for
It is no reason why such agonies
Should be more common than the growth of weeds.
Fools! make me whole again that weighty pearl
The Queen of Egypt melted, and I'll say
That ye may love in spite of beaver hats.
76
LINES ON THE MERMAID TAVERN
Souls of Poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have Ye known,
H"ppy field or mossy cavern'
Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
Have ye tippled drink more fine
Than mine host's CanarY wine?
Or are fruits of Paradise
Sweeter than those daintY Pies
Of venison? O generous food-!
Drest as though bold Robin Hood
'Would,
with his maid Marian,
Sup and bowse from horn and can.
I have heard that on a daY
Mine host's sign'board flew awaY,
Noboily knew whither, till
An astrologer's old quill
To a sheepskin gave the storY,
Said he saw you in Your glorY,
hearts, Underneath a new old sign
Sipping beverage divine,
And pledging with contented smack
The Mermaid in the Zodiac'
Souls of Poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have Ye known,
Huppy field or mossy cavern,
Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
77
 }iC}BIN IIOOD

To a FrienrJ

No! those days are gone away,

And their hours are oid and gray,
And thcir minutes buried nll
Under tlte clown-trodden irall
OI drc leavt:s of many years:
J\4any tirnt':s iravc wjntcr's sltears,
lirozen North, and chilling lrast,
Sounded LempesLs Lo the feast
OI the forest's lvhispcring fleeces,
Sincc men knew nor rent nor ieases.

No. llrc Irtrglr: sotrrrrls t)() lllr)r{',

Arrrl llr,, lrrlrrgirrg l,,,tv lto tttort,;
Silrrrrl is llrc ivory s)rrili
l)ast lltc lrcallt itrrtl rrp llrtr lrill;
There js no mid-Iorcst. latrgir,
Where lone lich.o givcs the half
To somc lvigltt, amaz'cl to hear
Jesling, deep in forest drcar"

0r tlrc faircst. I.irne o[ June

Yorr may go, wil.ir slln or lnootl,
0r the seven slars lo lip1h[ You,

7S
 Or the polar ray to right you; So it is: yet let us sing,
But you never may behold Honour to the old bow-string!
Little John, or Itobin bold; Honour to the bugle-horn!
Never one, of all the clan, Honour to the woods unshorn!
Thrurnming on an empty can Honour to the Lincoln green!
Sorne old hunting ditty, while Honour to the areher keen!
I{e doth his green way beguile Honour to tight little John,
To fair hostess Merriment, And the horse he rode uPon!
Down beside the pasture Trent; Honour to bold Robin Hood,
l
For he left the merry tale Sleeping in the underwood!
Messenger for spicy ale. Honour to maid Marian,
Ancl to all the Sherwood-clan!
I
Though their daYs have hurried bY
li
Let us two a burden trY.
,l
I
Gone, the merry morris dinl
Gone, the song of Gamelyn;
Gone, the tough-belted outlaw
Idling in the'grend shawel'
All are gone away and past!
And if Robin should be cast
Sudden from his turfed grave,
And i{ Marian should have
i Once again her forest days,
1

She would weep, and he would craze:

He would swear, for all his oaks,
Fall'n beneath the dockyard strokes,
Have rotted on the briny seas;
She would weep that her wild bees
Sang not to her-strange! that honey
Can't be got without hard money!
 -{4* -(<<<$

SONNET
SONNET
TO A LADY SEEN FOR TO THE NILE
A FEW MOMENTS AT VAUXHALL
Son of the old moon-mountains African!
Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile!
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb,
We call thee fruitful, and, that very while,
Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand,
Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web,
A desert fills our seeing's inward span;
Nurse of swart nations since the world began,
And snared by the ungloving of thine hand.
Art thou so fruitful? or dost thou beguile
And yet I never look on midnight sky,
Such men to honour thee, who, worn with toil,
But I behold thine eyes'well memory'd light;
Rest for a sface 'twixt Cairo and Decan?
I cannot look upon the rose's dye,
O may darkfancies err ! They surely do;
But to thy cheek my soul doth take its flight;
'Tis ignorance that makes a barren waste
I cannot look on any budding flower, Of all beyond itself. Thou dost bedew
But my fond ear, in fancy at thy lips,
Green rushes like our rivers, and dost taste
And hearkening for a love-sound, doth devour
The pleasant sun'rise, green isles hast thou too,
Its sweets in the wrong sense:-Thou dost eclipse
And to the sea as happily 'dost haste'
Every delight with sweet remembering,
And grief unto my darling joys dost bring.

B2 8e

SONNET
TO SPENSER
Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine,
A forester dcep in thy midmost trees,
Did last eve ask my promise to refine
Some English that might strive thine ear to please.
But, Elfin Poet! 'tis impossible
For an inhabitant of wintry earth
To rise, like Phcebus, with a golden quell
Fire-wing'd and make a morning in his mirth.
It is impossible to escape from toil
O'the sudden and receive thy spiriting:
The flower must drink the nature of the soil
Before it can put forth its blossoming:
Be with me in the summer days, and I
Will for thine honour and his pleasure try.
B4
rya
SONNET
BLUE! 'TIS THE LIFE OF HEAVEN
Vriilen in Answer to a Sonnet End'ing Thus:-
rhan those fiT ff:::i,l?le beil-
'P;'L::r bv l. H. ReYnolils
Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,-the domain
Of Cynthia,-the wide palace of the sun,*
The tent of Hesperus, and all his train,-
The bosomer of clouds, gold, grcy, and dun'
Blue! 'Tis the life of waters:-Ocean
And all its vassal streams, pools numberless,
May rage, and foam, and fret, but never can
Subside, if not to ilark blue nativeness'
Blue! Gentle cousin of the forest-green,
Married to green in all the sweetest flowers,-
Forget-me-not,-the Blue-bell,-and, that Queen
0f t""t""y, the Violet: what strange powers
Hast thou, as a mere shadow! But how great,
When in an Eye thou art, alive with fate!
B5

WHAT THE THRUSH SAID
Lines trom a Letter to lohn Hamilton Reynold's
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind,
Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist,
And the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars,
To thee the spring will be a harvest-time'
O thou whose only book has been the light
Of supreme darkness, which thou feddest on
Night after night, when Phebus was away,
To thee the Spring shall be a triple morn.
O fret not after knowledge-I have none,
And yet my song comes native with the warmth.
O fret not after knowledge-I have none,
And yet the Evening listens. He who saddens
At thought of idleness cannot be idle,
And he's awake who thinks himself asleep.
86
v
SONNET
TO HOMER
Standing aloof in giant ignorance,
Of thee I hear and of the CYclades,
As one who sits ashore and longs perchance
To visit dolphin'coral in deep seas.
So thou wast blind;-but then the veil was rent,
For Jove uncurtain'd Heaven to let thee live,
And Neptune made for thee a spumy tent,
And Pan made sing for thee his forest-hive;
' Aye on the shores of darkness there is light,
And precipices show untrodden greenn
There is a budding morrow in mi'dnight,
There is a triple sight in blindness keen;
Such seeing hadst tlou, as it once befel
To Dian, Queen of Earth, and Heaven, and Hell'
87
 W
SONNET
THE HUMAN SEASONS SWEET IS THE GREETING OF EYES

Four Seasons fitl the measure of the year; Sweet, sweet, is the greeting of eyes,
There are four seasons in the mind of man: And sweet is the voice in its greeting,
He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear When adieux have grown old, and good-byes
Takes in all beauty with an easy span: Fade away where old time is retreating.
He has his Summer, when luxuriously
Spring's honied cud of youthful thought he loves W'arm the nerve of a welcoming hand,
To ruminate, and by such dreaming high And earnest a kiss on the brow,
Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves When we meet over sea, and o'er land
His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings Where furrows are new to the plough.
He furleth close; contented so to look
On mists in idleness-to let fair things
Pass by unheeded as a treshold brook.
He has his Winter too of pale misfeature,
Or else he would forego his mortal nature.

oo
89
 W
SONNET
THE HUMAN SEASONS SWEET IS THE GREETING OF EYES

Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; Sweet, sweet, is the greeting of eyes,
There are four seasons in the mind of man: And sweet is the voice in its greeting,
He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear When adieux have grown old, and good-byes
Takes in all beauty with an easy span: Fade away where old time is retreating.
He has his Summer, when luxuriously
Spring's honied cud of youthful thought he loves Warm the nerve of a welcoming hand,
To rurriinate, and by such dreaming high And earnest a kiss on the brow,
Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves When we meet over sea, and o'er land
His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings Where furrows are new to the plough.
He furleth closel contented so to look
On mists in idleness-to let fair things
Pass by unheeded as a treshold brook.
fi
He has his Winter too of pale misfeature,
Or else he would forego his mortal nature.

oo
89
I

I THE DEVON MAID

l

Stanzas Sent in a Letter to B. R. Ha,yd'on

I
Where be ye going, you Devon MAid?
And what have ye there in the Basket?
Ye tight little fairy, just fresh from the dairy,
Will ye give me some cream if I ask it?

II
Ilove your Meads, and I love your flowers,
And I love your junkets mainly,
But 'hind the door I love kissing more,
O look not so disdainly.

III
Ilove your hills, and I love your dales,
And I love your flocks a-bleating-
But O, on the heather to lie together,
With both our hearts a-beating!

ry
['ll
put your Basket al] safe in a nook,
Your shawl I'll hang up on the willow,
And we will sigh in the daisy's eYe,
And kiss on a grass green pillow.

91
 -<<$
SONNBT
ON VISITING THE TOMB OF BURNS
The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun,
The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem,
Though beautiful, cold-strange-as in a dream,
I dreamed long ago, now new begun.
The short-liv'd, paly Summer is but won
From Winter's ague, for one hour's gleamI
Though sapphire-warm, their stars do never beam:
All is cold Beauty; pain is never done:
For who has mind to relish, Minos-wise,
The Real of Beauty, free from that dead hue
Sickly imagination and sick pride
Cast wan upon it! Burns! with honour due
I oft have honour'd thee. Great shadow, hide
Thy face; I sin against thy native skies.
92
MEG MERRILIES
I
Old Meg she was a'GiPsY,
And liv'd upon the Moors:
Her bed it was the brown heath turf,
And her house was out-of-doors.
II
Her apples were swart blackberries,
Her currants pods o'broom;
Her wine was dew of the wild white rose,
Her book a churchYard tomb.
III
Her Brothers were the craggY hills,
Her Sisters larchen trees-
Alone with her great familY
She liv'd as she did Please.
I

ry
No breakfast had she many a morn,
No dinner many a noon,
And 'stead of supper she would stare
Full hard against the Moon.
v
But every morn of woodbine fresh
She made her garlanding, A SONG ABOUT MYSELF
And every night the dark glen Yew
She wove, and she would sing. From a Letter to FannY Keats
VI
I
And with her fingers old and brown
She plaited Mats o' Rushes,
And gave them to the Cottagers There was a naughty Boy,
She met among the Bushes.
A naughty boy was he,
He would not stop at home,
vII He could not quiet be-
Old Meg was brave as Margaret Queen He took
And tall as Amazon: In his Knapsack
An old red blanket cloak she worel A Book
A chip hat had she on. Full of vowels
God rest her aged bones somewhere- And a shirt
'With
She died full long agone! some towels-
A slight cap

3V For night cap-

A hair brush,
Comb ditto,

95
 New Stockings, And fountains
. For old ones And ghostes
Would split O! And Postes
This Knapsack And witches
Tight at's back And ditches
He rivetted close, And wrote
And follow6d his Nose In his coat
To the North, When the weather
To the North, Was cool,
And follow'd his nose Feai of gout,
To the North. And without
'When
the weather
'Was
warm-
II Och the charm
'When
we choose
There was a naughty Boy To follow one's nose
And a naughty boy was he, To the north,
For nothing would he do To the north,
But scribble poetry- To follow one's nose
He took To the north!
An ink-stand
In his hand
And a Pen III
Big as ten
In the other. There was a naughty Boy
And away And a naughty boy was he,
In a Pother He keptlittle fishes
He ran In washing'tubs three
To the mountains In spite

96 97
 Of the might Iv
Of the Maid,
There was a naughty BoY,
Nor afraid
And a naughty boy was he,
Of his Granny-good-
He ran away to Scotland
He often would
The people for to see-
Hurly burly
Then he found
Get up early
That the ground
And go
Was as hard,
By hook or crook
That a Yard
To the brook
Was as long,
And bring home That a song
Miller's thumb, \ffas as fiIerrlr
Tittlebat That a cherrY
Not over fat,
Was as red-
Minnows small That lead
As the stall
Was as weightY,
Of a glove, That fourscore
Not above
Was as eightY,
The size
That a door
Of a nice Was as wooden
Little Baby's As in England-
Little fingers- So he stood in his shoes
O he made
And he wonder'd,
'Twas his trade He wonder'd,
Of Fish a pretty Kettle
He stood in his shoes
A kettle- And he wonder'd.
A l(ettle
Of Fish a p,retty Kettle,
A Kettle! -<<<t

98

A GALLOWAY SONG
From a Letter to Tom. I(eats
Ah! ken ye what I met the day
Out oure the Mountains
A coming down by craggies grey
An mossie fountains-
Ah, goud hair'd Marie yeve I pray
Ane minute's guessing-
For that I met upon the way
Is past expressing.
t00
As I stood where a rocky brig
A torrent crosses
I spied upon a misty rig
A troup o' Horses-
And as they trotted down the glen
I sped to meet them
To if I might know the Men
see
To stop and greet them.
First Willie on his sleek mare came
At canting gallop
His long hair rustled like a flame
On board a shallop.
Then came his brother Rab and then
Young Peggy's Mither
And Peggy too-adown the glen
They went togither-
I saw her wrappit in her hood
Fra wind and raining-
Her cheek was flush wi'timid blood
Twixt growth and waning-
She turn'd her dazed head full oft,
For there her Brithers
Came riding with her Bridegroom soft
And mony ithers.
Young Tam came up an' eyed me quick
With reddened cheek-
Braw Tam was daffed like a chick-
He coud na speak-
l0l
Ah Marie they are all gane hame
Through blustering weather
An' every heart is full on flame
An' light as feather.
Ah! Marie they are all gone hame
Fra happy wedding,
WhilstI-Ah is it not a shame?
BF
Sad tears am shedding.
SONNET
TO AITSA ROCK

Hearken, thou craggy ocean pyramid!

Give answer fiorn thy vbice, the sea'fowlso screams !

I When were thy shoulders mantled in huge streams?

Wheno from the Bun, was thy broad forehead hid?
How long.is 't since the mighty power bid
Thee heave to airy sleep from fa'thom dreams?
'l Sleep in the lap of thunder or sunbeams,
Or when grey clouds are thy oold coverlid.
i Thou answer'st notl for thou art dead asleep;
Thy life is but two dead eternities-
The last in airo the former in the deep;
First with the whales, last with the eagle-skies-
Drown'd wast thou till an earthquake made thee steep,
Another cannot wake thy giant size.

wa
ro

s0i\Nilu
wlilT"l'ttN lN TIIl,l c{}T"ti\(;[,] w]lEtil{
I]TJIINS W,AS I]{,]IIN

T'his mortai body of a thousancl d:rys

Nort filis, O Burns, a sirace in lhirie ov{ll r:ooln,
Where tl'rou didst drerun aloirc on budcled bays,
Iiapp,v anrl thonghi.lcss o{ thy r1a,r' of dooml
lly Pulst: is lvr,ri,t ',viIIr i.lrirrr: ori'n Iirii lr,1.-ltrcr.
lnly hr';lrl is lirirl rviTlr 1,1,'rlgirr;1 rr rqrr:rl sotrl,
hly ly'r's;ttl urtrrrilrirl .;trll I llrir)ll i.ri'{'.
l,'rrir:\' i:r ,l, rr,l ;rrr,l ,lrrrirl., rr ;rl i1-; .,1v''l '
Y(rl (ili I sl:tttt1, trrr l,ioi tt1,,,rr llr\ 11,,.,r.
\"r'i r';trr I o;rr llrr' \\ i!rl()tv fi;rr Jr 1,, l,rll
ll.'ltc nrcltl,,u' lli,rr lr:r-l I rrrirlrlrl r, r', rrirl (i 1)i) -
Ycl crrrr I Llrirrl; r,l llrlr: till !lrririllrl is lrllnd,
llcl cnri I grrllr n lrrrrnpcr lo ilry lurr:r,
{} srl.rilt: flr}ro!rlt !.lrr::,lrar[es, ftir t.lli:r irr.irurtr,]

10ii
I
I

Ll

Y
 Thus ye live on high, and then
ODE On the earth ye live again;
BARDS OF PASSION AND OF MIRTH And the souls ye left behind You
Teach us, here, the way to find You,
Written on the blank page before Beaurnont
Fair Maid' of
and, Fletcher's Tragi-Comeily'The
Where your other souls are joYing,
the Inn' Never slumber'd, never cloYing.
Here, your earth-born souls still speak
Bards of Passion and of Mirth, To mortals, of their little week;
Ye have left your souls on earth! Of their sorrows and delights;
Have ye souls in heaven too, Of their passions and their sPites;
Double-lived in regions new? Of their glory and their shame;
Yes, and those of heaven commune What doth strengthen and what maim.
With the spheres of sun and moon; Thus ye teach us, every daY,
With the noise of fountains wond'rouso Wisdom, though fled far awaY.
And the parle of voices thund'rous I
With the whisper of heaven's trees Bards of Passion and of Mirth,
And one another, in soft easb Ye have left your souls on earth!
Seated on Elysian lawns Ye have souls in heaven tooo
Brows'd by none but Dian's fawns I Double-liveil in regions new!
Underneath large blue-bells tented,
Where the daisies are rose-scented,
And the rose herself has got
Perfume which on earth is not;
Where the nightingale doth sing
Not a senseless, tranced thing,
But divine melodious truth;
Philosophic numbers smooth ;
Tales and golden histories
Of heaven and its mysteries.
 SONNET
BRIGHT STAR
Written on a Blank Page in Shakespeare's Poems, lacing
'A Loaer's Complaint'
Bright star, would I were steadfast 6s th6u all-
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors-
No-yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever-or else swoon to death.
108
SONNET
TO SLEEP
O soft embalmer of the still midnight,
Shutting, with careful fingers and benigno
Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the'light,
Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:
O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close
In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,
Or wait the oAmen,' ere thy poppy throws
Around my bed its lulling charities.
Then save me, or the passed day will shine
Upon my pillow, breeding many woes,-
Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul.
109
 LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI v
I made a garland for her head,
I And bracelets too, and fragrant zonel
She look'd at me as she did love,
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
And made sweet moan.
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge is withered from the lake
And no birds sing.
VI
I set her on my pacing steed,
.II And nothing else saw all daY long,
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, For sideways would she lean, and sing
So haggard and so woe-begone? A faery's song.
The squirrel's granary is full,
And the harvest's done.
VIT
ilI
She found me rootg of relish sweet,
I see a lily
on thy brow And honey wild, and manna dew,
With anguish moist and fever dew, And sure in language strange she said-
And on thy cheek a fading rose 'I love thee true!'
Fast withereth too.

IV VIII
She took to me her elfin grot,
I met a lady in the meads,
And there she gazed and sighed full sore,
Full beautiful-a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light, And there I shut her wild wild eYes

ll
And her eyes were wild. With kisses four.
1'l

n0 ilI
 x
And there.she lulldd me asleep,
And there I dream'd-ah! woe betide!
The latest dream I ever dreamed
On the cold hill side.

x
Isaw pale kings, and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried-'La flelle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall !'
XI
Isaw their starved lips in the gloam
With horrid warning gap6d wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill side.
XII
And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake
And no birds sing.
TWO SONNETS ON FAME
I
Fame, like a wayward Girl, will still be coy
To those who woo her with too slavish knees,
But makes surrender to some thoughtless Boy,
And dotes the more upon a heart at easel
She is a Gipsy, will not speak to those
Who have not learnt to be content without her;
A Jilt, whose ear was never whisper'd close,
Who thinks they scandal her who talk about her;
A very Gipsy is she, Nilus-born,
Sister-in-law to jealous Potiphar ;
Ye love-sick Bards, repay her scorn for scorn,
Ye Artists, lovelorn, madmen that ye are!
Make your best bow to her and bid adieu,
Then, if she likes it, she will follow you.

113
 II
'You cannot eat your cake and have it too.'-Prouerb'
How fever'd is the man who cannot loolc
Upon his mortal days with temperate blood,
Who vexes all the leaves of his life's book,
And robs his fair name of its maidenhood;
It as if the rose should pluck herself,
is
Or the ripe plum finger its misty bloom,
As if a Naiad, Iike a meddling elf,
Should darken her pure grot with muddy gloom,
But the rose leaves herself upon the briar,
For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed,
And the ripe plum still wears its dim attire,
The undisturbed lake has crystal space,
Why then should man, teasing the world for grace,
Spoil his salvation for a fierce miscreed?
-<K<6.3
W
SONNET
ON THE SONNET
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd,
And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet
Fetter'd, in spite of pained loveliness,
Let us find out, if we must be constrain'd,
Sandals more interwoven and complete
To fit the naked foot of Poesy:
Let us inspect the Lyre, and weigh the stress
Of every chord, and see what may be gain'd
By ear industrious, and attention meet;
Misers of sound and syllable, no less
Than Midas of his coinage, let us be
Jealous of dead leaves in the bay wreath crown;
So, if we may not let the Muse be free,
She will be bound with garlands of her own.
115

ODE ON A GRECIAN URN
I Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What ,leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of botho
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What rnaidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
II
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeterl therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can ithose trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
It6
Though winning near the goal-yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
ilI
Ah, happy, h"ppy boughs! that cannot shed
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happ/, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
Iv
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
117
 v
O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
ODE ON MELANCHOLY
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral !
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe I
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,'-that is all No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous winel
Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss'd
By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;
Make not your rosary of yew'berries,

9a
Nor let the beetle nor the death'moth be
Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl
A partner in your sorrowts mysteries;
For shade to shade will come too drowiilyo
And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul'

II

But when t}e melancholy fit shall fall

Sudden from heaven Iile a weeping cloud,
That fosters the droop'headed flowers all,
And hides the green hill in an April shroud;
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,
Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,
Or on the wealth of globed peonies;
Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,
Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,
;l
And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.
il
III
She dwells with Beauty-Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to Poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous
tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
A NIGHTINGALE
ODE TO
I
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,*
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
II
O, for a draught o{ vintage! that hath been
Cool'd a long age in the deep.delvecl earth,
Tasting of Flora and the country green,
Dance, and Provengal song, and sunburnt mirth!
O for a beaker full of the warm South,
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
 With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth ;
That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,
And with thee fade away into the forest dim:
III
Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou among the leaves hast never known,
The weariness, the fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;
Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs,
Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;
Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs,
Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow'
Iv
Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
Not charioted by Bacehus and his pards,
But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays;
122
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy
ways.
v
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
Wherewith the seasonable month endows
The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild;
White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;
Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves;
And mid-May's eldest child,
The coming musk'rose, full of dewy wine,
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves'
VI
Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet br'eath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasY!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain-
To thy high requiem become a sod.
123
 VII
Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Rutho when, sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien cornl
The same that oft.times hath
Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
VIII
Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
To toll me back from thee to my sole self !
Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well
As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf.
Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades
Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
Up the hill-side; and now 'ris buried deep
In the next valley-glades:
Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music:-Do I wake or sleep?
. A PARTY OF LOVERS
'A few Non,sense Verses' sent in o Letter to Ceorge Keats
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,
Nibble their toast and cool their tea with sighs;
Or else forget the purpose of the night,
Forget their tea, forget their appetite.
See, with cross'd arms they sit-Ah! happy crew,
The fire is going out and no one rings
For coals, and therefore no coals Betty brings.
A fly is in the milk-pot. Must he die
Circled by a humane society?
No, no; there, Mr. W'erter takes his spoon,
Inserts it, dips the handle, and lo! soon
The little straggler, sav'd from perils dark,
Across the teaboard draws a ,long wet mark;
Romeo ! Arise, take snuffers by the handle,
There's a large cauliflower in each candle.
A winding sheet-ah, me! I must away
To No. 7, just beyond the circus gay.
Alas, my friend, your coat sits very well;
Where may your Tailor live? I may not tell.
O pardon me. I'm absent now and then.
Where might my Tailor live? I say again
I cannot tell, Iet me no more be teazed;
He lives in Wapping, might live where he pleased.
r2i

TO AUTUMN
I
Season oI mists and mellow lruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend o.[ the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and Lless
IVith fruit the vines that ,round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees?
And fil,l all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to sd budding more,
And still more, Iater flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
II
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
126
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cider-press, with patient look, -
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours'
III
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,-
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gndts mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies'
 4@
SONNET MM
THE DAY IS GONE
LINES TO FANNY
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, 'What
can I do to drive away
I(/arm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone,
Remembrance from my eyes? for they have seen,
eyes, accomplish,d shape, and lang,rous waist!
_ "B:i$t
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,
Ay, an hour ago, my brilliant Queen!
Touch has a memory. O sayo love, say,
_ -Fldgd the sighl of beaury from my eyes,
Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,
What can I do to kill it and be free
In my old liberty?
__ Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise_ When every fair one that I saw was fair,
Vanish'd unseasonably at shut of eve,
Enough to'catch me in but half a snare,
When the dusk holiday-or holinight
Not keep me there:
Of fragrant-curtain'd love begins to wJave
When, howe'er poor or particolour'd things,
The woof of darkness thick, for hid delight;
My muse had wings,
But, as I've read love's missal through to-dJy,
And ever ready was to take her course
He'll let me sleep, seeing I fast and !ray.
Whither I bent her force,
Unintellectual, yet divine to me;-
Divine, I say!-What sea-bird o'er the sea
Is a philosopher the while he goes
Winging along where the great water throes?

128
 How shall I do Say they are gone,-with the new dawning light
To get anew Steps forth my lady bright !
Those moulted feathers, and so mount once more O, let me once more rest
Above, above My soul upon that dazzling breast!
The reach of fluttering Love, Le[ once again these aching arms be plac'd,
And make him cower lowly while I soar? The tender gaolers of thy waist!
Shall I gulp wine? No, that is vulgarism, Aad let me feel that warm breath here and there
A heresy and schism, To sp,read a r,apture in my very hair,*
Foisted into the canon law of love;- O, the sweetness of the pain !
No,-wine is only sweet to happy men; Give me those lips again !
More dismal cares Enough! Enough! it is enough for me
Seize on me unawaresr- To dream of thee!
'Where
shall I learn to get my peace again?
To banish thoughts of that most hateful land,
Dungeoner of my friends, that wicked strand
-<(<(i
Where they were wreck'd and live a wrecked life;
That monstrous region, whose dull rivers pour,
Ever from their sordid urns unto the shore,
Unown'd of any weedy-haired gods;
Whose winds, all zephyrless, hold scourging rods,
Iced in the great lakes, to afflict mankind;
Whose rank-grown forests, frosted, black, and blind,
Would fright a Dryad; whose harsh herbag'd meads
Make lean and lank the starv'd ox while he feeds;
There bad flowers have no scent, birds no sweet song,
And great unerring Nature once seems wrong.

O, for some sunny spell

To dissipate the shadows of this hell !
 <{<<i

SONNET TO FANNY THIS LIVING HAND

I cry your mercy-pity-love!-ay, love! This living hand, now warm and capable
Merciful love that tantalizes noto Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold
One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love, And in the icy silence of the tomb,
Unmask'd, and being seen-without a blot! So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights
O! let me have thee whole,-all-all-be mine! That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood
That shape, that fairness, that sweet minor zest So in my veins red life might stream again,
Of love, your kiss,-those hands, those eyes divine, And thou be conscience.calm'd-see here it is-
That warm, white, lucent, million-pleasured breast,- I hold it towards you.
Yourself-your soul-in pity give me all,
Withhold no atom's atom or I die,
Or living on perhaps, your wretched thrall,
Forget, in the mist of idle misery,
Lifeos purposes,-the palate of my mind
Losing its gust, and my ambition blind!

132 133
ffi
ffi@
LONGER POEMS
 ISABELLA,
or
The Pot of Basil
A Story lrom Boccaccio
I Because her face was turn'd to the same skies;
Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel !
Lotenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye!
They could not in the self-same mansion dwell
Without some stir of heart, some malady;
They could not sit at meals but feel how well
It soothed each to be the other by;
They oould not, sure, beneath the same roof sleep
But to each other dream, and nightly weep.
II
With every morn their love grew tenderer,
With every eve deeper and tenderer still;
He might not in house, field, or garden stir,
But her full shape would all his seeing fill;
And his continual voice was pleasanter
To her, than noise of trees or hidden rill;
Her lute-string gave an echo oI his name,
She spoilt her half-done broidery with the same.
136
III
He knew whose gentle hand was at the latch
Before the door had given her to his eyes;
And from her chamber-window he would catch
Her beauty farther than the falcon spies;
And constant as her vespers would he watch,
And with sick longing all the night outwear,
To hear her morning-step upon the stair.
IV
i
A whole long month of May in this sad plight
l)
Made their cheeks paler by the break of June:
i 'To-morrow will I bow to my delight,
To-morrow will I ask my lady's boon.'*
'O may I never see another night,
,J
Lorenzo, if thy lips breathe not love's 1uns.'-
So spake they to their pillowsl but, alas,
Honeyless days and days did he let pass;
v
Until sweet Isabella's untouoh'dl cheek
i Fell sick within the rose's just domain,
Fell thin as a young mother's, who doth seek
.t
By every lull to cool her infant's pain:
137
'How ill she is,' said he, 'I may not speak,
And yet I will, and tell my love all plain:
Iflooks speak love-laws, I will drink her tears,
And at the least 'twill startle off her cares.'
VI
So said he one fair morning, and all day
His heart beat awfully against his side;
And to his heart he inwardly did pray
For power to speakl but still the ruddy tide
Stifled his voice, and puls'd resolve away-
Fever'd his high conceit of such a bride,
Yet brought him to the meekness of a child:
Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!
VII
So once more he had wak'd and anguished
A dreary night of love and misery,
IfIsabel's quick eye had not been wed
To every symbol on his forehead high;
She saw it waxing very pale and dead,
And straight all flush'd; so,'lisped renderly,
(Lorenzo!'-here
she ceas'd her timid quest,
But in her tone and look he read the rest.
I3B
VIII
'O, Isabella, I can half perceive
That I may speak my grief into thine ear;
If thou didst ever anything believe,
Believe how I love thee, believe how near
My soul is to its doom: I would not grieve
Thy hand by unwelcome pressing, would not fear
Thine eyes by gazrng; but I cannot live
Another night, and not rny passion shrive.
IX
'Love! thou art leading me from wintry cold,
Lady! thou leadest me to summer clime,
And I must taste the blossoms that unfold
In its ripe warmth this gracious morning time.'
So said, his erewhiletimid lips grew bold,
And poesied with hers in dewy rhyme:
Great bliss was with themo and great happiness
Grew, like a lusty flower in June's caress.
X
Parting they seem'd to tread upon the airo
Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart
Only to meet again more close, and share
The inward fragrance of each other's heart.
 She, to her chamber gone, a ditty fair
Sang, of delicious love and honey'd dart;
He with light steps went up a western hill,
And bade the sun farewell, and joy'd his fill.
XI
All close they met again, before the dusk
Had taken from the stars its pleasant veil,
AII close they met, all eves, before the dusk
Had taken from the stars its pleasant veilo
Close in a bower of hyacinth and musk,
Ilnknown of any, free from whispering tale.
Ah! better had it been for ever so,
Than idle ears should pleasure in their woe.
XII
'Were
they unhappy then?-It cannot be-
Too many tears for lovers have been shed,
Too many sighs give we to them in fee,
Too much of pity after they are dead,
Too many doleful stories do we see,
Whose matter in bright gold were best be read;
Except in such a page where Theseus' spouse
Over the pathless waves towards him bows.
140
XIII
But, for the general award of love, .
The little sweet doth kill much bitterness;
Though Dido silent is in under-grove,
And Isabella's was a great distress,
Though young Lorenzo in warm Indian clove
Was not embalm'd, this truth is not the less-
Even bees, the little almsmen of spring-bowers,
Know there is richest juice in poison-flowers'
xw
With her two brothers this fair lady dwelt,
Enriched from ancestral merchandise,
And for them many a weary hand did swelt
In torched mines and noisy factories,
And many once proud-quiver'd loins did melt
In blood from stinging whip;-with hollow eyes
Many all day in dazzling river stood,
To take the rich-ored driftings of the flood.
xv
For them the Ceylon diver held his breath,
And went all naked to the hungry shark;
For them his ears gush'd blooil; for them in death
141
il
The seal on the cold ice with piteous bark
Lay full of darts; for them alone did seethe
A thousand men in troubles wide and dark:
Half-ignorant, they turn'd an easy wheel,
That set sharp racks at work, to pinch and peel.
xu
Why were they proud? Because their marble founts
Gush'd with more pride than do a wretch's [s41s!-
Why were they proud? Because fair orange-mounts
Were of more soft ascent than lazar stairs?-
Why were they proud? Because red-lin'd accounts
Were richer than the songs of Grecian years ?-
Why were they proud? again we ask aloud,
Why in the name of Glory were t}ey proud?
XVII I
Yet were those Florentines as self-retired
In hungry pride and gainful cowardice
As two cloee Hebrews, in that land inspired,
Paled in and vineyarded {rom beggar-spies;
The hawks of ship-mast forests-the untired
And pannier'd mules for duoats and old lies-
Quick cat's-paws on the generous stray-away,-
Great wits in Spanish, Tuscan, and Malay.
142
I
How was it these same ledger-men could spy
Fair Isabella in her downy nest?
How could they find out in Lorenzo's eye
A straying from his toil ? Hot Egypt's pest
Into their vision oovetous and sly!
How could these money-bags see east and west?-
Yet so they did-and every dealer fair
Must see behind, as doth xhe hunted hare.
xx
O eloquent and famed Boccaccio!
Of thee we now should ask forgiving boon,
And of thy spicy myrtles as they blow,
And of thy roses amorous of the moon,
And of thy lilies, that do paler grow
Now they can no more hear thy gittern's tune,
For venturing syllables that ill beseem
The quiet glooms of such a piteous theme.
xx
Grant thou a pardon here, and then the tale
Shall move on soberly, as it is meetl
There i.s no other crime, no mad assail
To make old prose in modern rhyme more sweet:
143
 But it is done-succeed the verse or fail-
To honour thee, and thy gone spirit greet;
To stead thee as & verse in Englishiong;e,
An echo of thee in the north-*irrd srrrrgl
XXI
These brethren having found by many signs
What love Iorenzo for their sister had,
And how she lov'd him too, each unconfines
His bitter thoughts to other, well nigh mad
That he, the servant of their trade designs,
Should in their sister's love be blithe and glad,
When 'twas their plan to coax her by degrees
To some high noble and his olive-treos.
XXII
And many a jealous conference had they,
And many times they bit their lips alone,
Before they fix'd upon a surest way
To make the youngster for his crime atone.
And at the last, these men of cruel clay
Cut Mercy with a sharp knife to the bone;
For they resolved in some forest dim
To kill Lorenzo, and there bury him.
10-1165
XXIII
So on a pleasant morning, as he leant
Into the sun-rise, o'er the balustrade
Of the garden-terrace, towards him they bent
Their footing through the dews; and to him said,
'You seem there in the quiet of content,
Lorenzo, and we are most loth to invade
Calm speculation; but if you are wise,
Bestride your steed while riold is in the skies'
XXIV
oTo-day we purpose, ay, this hour we mount,
To spur throe leagues towards the Apennine;
Come down, we pray thee, ere the hot sun count
His dewy rosary on the eglantine.'
Lorenzo, courteously as he was wont'
Bow'd a fair greeting to these serpents' whine;
And went in haste, to get in readiness,
I(rith belt, and spur, and bracing huntsman's dress.
xxv
Anil as he to the court-yard pass'd along,
Each third step did he pauseo and listen'd oft
If he could hear his lady's matin'song
Or the light whisper of her footstep soft;
145
And as he thus over his passion hung,
He heard a laugh full musical aloft;
When, looking up, he saw her features bright
Smile through an in-door lattice, all delight.
XXVI
'Love, Isabel!' said he, 'I was in pain
Lest I should miss to bid thee a good morrow:
Ah! what if I should lose thee, when so fain
I am to stifle all the heavy sorrow
Of a poor three hours'absence? but we'll gain
Out of the amorous dark what day doth borrow.
Good-bye! I'll soon be back.'-'Good-bye!' said
And as he went she chanted merrily.
XXVII
So the two brothers and their murder'd man
Rode past fair Florence, to where Arno's stream
Gurgles rthrough straiten'd banks, and still doth fan
Itself with dancing bulrush, and the bream
Keeps head against the freshets. Sick and wan
The brothers'faces in the ford did seem,
Lorenzo's flush with love.-They pass'd the water
Into a forest quiet for the slaughter.
I'16
XXVIII
There was Lorenzo slain and buried in,
There in that forest did his great love cease;
Ah! when a soul doth thus its freedom win,
It aches in loneliness-is ill at peace
As the break-covert blood-hounds of such ein:
They dipp'd their swords in the water, and did tease
Their horses homeward, with convulsed spur,
Each richer by his being a murderer.
XXIX
she:- They told their sister how, with sudden speed,
Lorenzo had ta'en ship for foreign lands,
Because of some great urgency and need
In their affairs, requiring trusty hands.
Poor Girl ! put on thy stifling widow's weed,
And 'scape at once from Hope's accursed bands;
To-day thou wilt not see him, nor to-morrow?
And the next day will be a day of sorrow.
xxx
She weeps alone for pleasures not to be;
Sorely she'wept until ithe night eame on,
And then, instead of love, O misery!
 She brooded o'er the luxury alone:
His image in the dusk she seem'd to see'
And to the silence made a gentle moan,
Spreading her perfect arms upon the air,
And of her couch low'murmuring 'Where? O where?'
XXXI
But Selfishness, Love's cousin, held not long
Its fiery vigil in her single breast;
She fretted {or the golden houro end hung
Upon the time with feverish unrest-
Not long-for soon into her heart a throng
Of higher occupants, a richer zest,
Came tragic; passion not to be subdued,
And sorrow for her lovo in travels rude'
XXXII
In the mid days of autumn, on their eves
The brearh of Winter comes from far away,
And the sick west continually bereaves
Of some gold tinge, and plays a roundelay
Of death among the bushes and the leaves,
To make all bare before he dares to stray
From his north cavern. So sweet Isabel
By gradual decay from beautY fell,
XXXIII
Because Lorenzo oame not. Oftentimes
She ask'd her brothers, with an eye all pale,
Striving to be itself, what dungeon climes
Could k"ep him off so long? They spake a tale
Time after time, to quiet her. Their crimes
Came on them, like a smoke from Hinnom's valel
And every night in dreams they groan'd aloud,
To see their sister in her snowy shroud'
XXXIV
And she had died in drowsy ignorance,
Bu,t for a thing rnore deadly dark than all;
It came like a fierce potion, drunk by chance,
Which saves a sick man from the feather'd pall
For some few gasping moments; like a lance,
Waking an Indian from his cloudy hall
With cruel pierce, and bringing him again
Sense of the gnawing fire at heart and brain'
xxxv
It vision.-In the drowsy gloom,
was a
The dull of midnight, at her couch's foot
Lorenzo sto,od, and wept: the forest tomb
Had marr'd his glossy hair which once could shoot
Lustre into the sun, and put cold doom
Upon his lips, and taken;the soft lute
From his lorn voice, and past his loamed ears
Had made a miry channel for his tears.
XXXVI
Strange sound it was, when the pale shadow spake;
For there was striving, in its piteous tongue,
'fo speak as when on earth i.t was awake,
And Isabella on its music hung:
Languor there was in it, and tremulous shake,
As in a palsied Druid's harp unstrungl
And through it moan'd a ghostly under-song,
Like hoarse night-gusts sepulchral briars among.
XXXVII
Its eyes, though wild, were still all dewy bright
W'ith love, and kept all phantom fear aloof
From tlle poor girl by magic of their light,
The while it did unthread the horrid woof
Of the late darken'd time,-the murderous spite
Of pride and avarice,-the dark pine rool
In the forest,-and the sodden turfed dell,
Where, without any word, from stabs he fell.
XXXVIII
Saying moreover, 'Isabel, my sweet!
Red whortle-berries droop above my head,
And a large flint-stone weighs upon my feet;
Around me beeches and high chestnuts shed
Their leaves and prickly nuts: a sheep-fold bleat
Comes from beyond the river ;to my bed:
Go, shed one tear upon my heather'bloom,
And it shall comfort me within the tomb.
XXXIX
'I am a shadow now, alas! alas!
Upon the skirts of human-nature dwelling
Alone:I chant alone the holY mass,
While little sounds of lile are round me knelling,
And glossy bees at noon do fieldward pass,
And many a chapel bell the hour is telling,
Paining me through: those sounds grow strange to me,
And thou art distant in HumanitY'
XL
'I know what was, I feel full well what is,
And I should rage, if spirits could go mad;
Though I forget the tasite of earthly bliss,
 That paleness warms my grave, as though I had
A Seraph chosen from the bright abyss
To be my spouse: thy paleness makes me glad;
Thy beau;ty grows upon me, and I feel
A greater love through all my essence steal.'
XLI
The Spirit mourn'd oAdieu !'-dissolv'd and left
The atom darkness in a slow turmoil;
As when of healthful midnight sleep bereft,
Thinking on rugged hours and fruitless toil,
We put our eyes into a pillowy cleft,
And see the spangly gloom froth up and boil:
It made sad Isabella's eyelids ache,
And in the dawn she started up awake;
XLII
'Ha! ha!'said she,'I knew not this hard life,
I thought the worst was simple misery;
I thought some Fate with pleasure or with strife
Portion'd us-happy days, or else to die;
But there is crime-a brother's bloody knife!
Sweet Spirit, thou hast school'd my infancy:
I'll visit thee for this, and kiss thine eyes,
And greet thee morn and even in the skies.'
XLIII
When the full morning came, she had devised
How she might secret to the forest hie;
How she might find the clay, so dearly prized,
And sing to it one latest lullaby;
How her short absence might be unsurmised,
While she the inmost of the dream would try.
Resolv'd, she took with her an aged nurse'
And wbnt into that dismal forest'hearse.
XLIV
See, as they creep along the river oide,
How she doth whisper to that aged Dame,
And, after looking round the champaign wide,
Shows her a knife.-'What feverous heotic flame
child?-What good oan thee betide,
Burns in thee,
That thou should'st smile again?'-The evening came,
And they had found Lorenzo's earthy bed;
The flint was there, the berries at his head.
XLV
Who hath not loiter'd in a green church-yard,
And let his spirit, like a demon'mole,
W'ork,through the clayey soil and gravel hard,
To see scull, coffin'd bones, and funeral stole;
153
Pitying each form that hungry Death hath marrod,
And filling it once rnore with human soul?
Ah! this is holiday to what was felt
When Isabella by Lorenzo knelt.
XLVI
She gaz'd into the fresh-thrown mould, as though
One glance did fully all its secrets tell;
Clearly she saw, as other eyes would know
Pale limbs at bottom of a crystal well;
Upon the murderous spot she seem'd to grow,
Like to a native lily of the dell:
Then with her knife, all sudden, she began.
To dig more fervently than misers can.
XLVII
Soon she turn'd up a soiled glove, whereon
Her silk had play'd in purple phantasies,
She kiss'd it with a lip more chill than stone,
And put it in her bosom, where it dries
And freezes utterly unto the bone
Those dainties made to still an infant's cries:
Then'gan she work again; nor stay'd her care,
But to throw back at times her veiling hair.
XLVIII
That old nurse stood be3ide her wonderingo
Until her heart felt pity to the core
At sight of such a dismal labouring,
And so she kneeled, with her locks all hoar,
And put her lean hands to the horrid thing:
Three hours they labour'd at this travail sore;
At last they felt the kernel of the grave,
And Isabella did not stamp and rave.
XLIx
Ah! wherefore all this wormy circumstance?
Why linger at the yawning tomb so long?
O for the gentleness of old Romance,
The simple plaining of a minstrel's song!
Fair reader, at the old tale take a glance,
For here, in truth, it doth nort well belong
To speak:-O turn thee to the very tale,
And taste the music of that vision pale.
L
With duller steel than the Pers6an sword
They cut away no formless monster's head,
But one, whose gentleness did well accord
With death, as life. The ancient harps have said,
 Love never dies, but lives, immortal Lord:
If Love impersonate was ever dead,
Pale Isabella kies'd it, and low moan'd.
'Twas love; cold,-dead indeed, but not dethroned.
LI
In anxious secrecy they took it home,
And then the prize was all for Isabel:
She calm'd its wild hair with a golden comb,
And all around each eye's sepulchral cell
Pointed each fringed lash; the smeared loam
With tears, as chilly as a dripping well,
She drench'd away:-and still she comb'd, and kept
Sighing all day-and still she kiss'd, and wept.
LII
Then in a silken scarf,-sweet with the dews
Of precious flowers pluclc'd in Araby,
And divine Iiquids come with odorous ooze
Through the cold serpent-pipe refreshfully,-
She wrapp'd it up; and for its tomb did choose
A garden-pot, wherein she laid it by,
And cover'd it with mould, and o'er it set
Sweet Basil, which her tears kept ever wet.
156
LIII
And she forgot the stars, the moon, and sun,
And she forgot the blue above thb trees,
And she forgot the dells where waters run,
And she forgot the chilly autumn bteeze;
She had no knowledge when the day was done,
And the new morn she saw not: but in peace
Hung over her sweot Basil evermore,
And moisten'd it with tears unto the core.
LIV
And so she ever fed it with thin tears,
Whence thick, and green, and beautiful it grew,
So that it smelt more balmy than its peers
Of Basil-tufts in Florence; for it drew
Nurture besides, and lifeo from human fears,
From the fast mouldering head there shut from view:
So that the jewel, safelY casketed,
Came forth, and in perfumed leafits spread'
LV
O Melancholy,linger here awhile!
O Music, Music, breathe despondingly!
O Echo, Echo, from some sombre isle,
tlnknown, Lethean, sigh to us-O sigh!
 Spirits in grief, lift up your heads, and smile;
Lift up your heads, sweet Spirits, heaviln
And make a pale light in your cypress glooms,
Tinting with silver wan your marble tombs.
LVI
Moan hither, all ye syllables of woe,
From tlle deep throat of sad Melpomene!
Through bronzed lyre in tragic order go,
And touch the strings into a mystery;
Sound mournfully upon the winds and low;
For simple Isabel is eoon to be
Among the dead: she withers, Iike a palm
Cut by an Indian for its juicy balm.
LvII
O leave the palm to wither hy itself ;
Let not quick Winter chill its dying hour!-
It may not be-those Badlites of pelf,
Her brethren, noted the continual shower
From her dead eyes; and many a curious elf,
Among her kindred, wonder'd that such dower
Of youth and beauty should be thrown aside
By one mark'd out to be a Noble's bride.
158
LVIII
And, furthermore, her brethren wonder'd much
Why she sat. drooping by the Basil green,
And why it flourish'd, as by magic touch;
Greatly they wonder'd what the thing might mean:
They could not surely give belief, that such
A very nothing would have power to wean
Her from her own fair youth, and pleasures gay,
And even remembrance of her love's delay.
LIx
Therefore they watch'd a time when they might sift
This hidden whim; and long they watch'd in vain;
For seldom did she go to chapel'shrift,
And seldom felt she any hunger'pain;
And when she left, she hurried back, as swift
As bird on wing to breast its eggs again;
And, patient as a hen-bird, sat her there
Beside her Basil, weeping through her hair.
LX
Yet they contriv'd to steal the Basil-pot,
And to examine it in secret place;
The thing was vile with green and livid spot,
And yet they knew it was Lorenzo's face:
 The guerdon of their murder they had got, LXIII
And so left Florence in a moment,s space,
Never to turn again.*Away they went, And so she pined, and so she died forlorn,
With blood upon their heads, to banishment. Imploring for her Basil to the last.
No heart was there in Florence but did mourn
In pity of her love, so overoast.
And a sad ditty of this story born
LXI From mouth to mouth through all the country pass'd:
Still is the burthen sung-'O cruelty
O Melancholy, turn thine eyes away! To steal my Basilgot away from me!'
. O Music, Music, broathe despondingly!
O Echo, Echo, on some other day,
From isles Lethean, sigh to us-O sigh!
Spirits of grief, sing not your'Well-a-way!,
For Isabel, sweet Isabel, will die;
Will die a death too lone and incomplete,
Now they have ta'en away her Basil sweet.

LXII
Piteously she look'd on dead and senseless things,
Asking for her lost Basil amorouslyl
And with melodious chuckle in the strings
I Of her lorn voiceo she oftentimes would cry
I After the Pilgrim in his wanderings,
To ask him where her Basil was; and why
'Twas hid from her: oFor cruel 'tis,'said sheo
I
'To stoal my Basil-pot away from me.'

160

THE EVE OF ST. AGNES
I But no-already had his deathbell rung:
St. Agnes' Eve-Ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl, {or all his feathers, was a-cold;
The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass,
And silent was the flock in woolly fold:
Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told
His rosary, and while his frosted breath,
Like pious incense from a censer old,
Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death,
Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
II
His prayer he saith, this patient, holy man;
Then takes his lamp, and riseth from his knees,
And back returneth, meagre, barefoot, wan,
Along the chapel aisle by slow degrees:
The sculptur'd dead, on each side, seem to freeze,
Emprison'd in black, purgatorial rails:
Knights, ladies, praying in dumb orat'ries,
He passeth by; and his weak spirit fails
To think how they may ache in icy hoods and mails.
162
III
Northward he turneth through a littlg door,
And scarce three steps, ere Music's golden tongue
Flatter'd to tears this aged man and poor;
The joys of all his life were said and sung:
His was harsh penance on St. Agnes'Eve:
Another way he went, and soon among
Rough ashes sat he for his'soul's reprieve,
And all night kept awake, for sinners'sake to grieve.
]V
That ancient Beadsman heard the prelude soft;
And so it chanc'd, for many a door was wide,
From hurry to and fro. Soon, up aloft,
The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide:
The level chambers, ready with their pride,
Were glowing to receive a thousand guests:
The carved angels, ever eager-eyed,
Star'd, where upon their heads the cornice rests,
With hair blown back, and wings put cross'wise on their
breasts.
V
At length burst in the argent revelry,
With plume, tiara, and all rich array,
16.7
 Numerous as shadows haunting faerily
And back retir'd; not cool'd by high disdain,
The brain, new stuff'd, in youth, with triumphs gay
But she saw not; her heart was otherwhere:
Of old romance. These let us wish away,
She sigh'd for Agnes' dreams, the sweetest of the year.
And turn, sole-thoughted, to one Lady there,
Whose heart had brooded, all that wintry day,
On love, and wing'd St. Agnes'saintly care, VIII
As she had heard old dames full rnany times declare.
She danc'd along with vague, regardless eyes,
Anxious her lips, her breathing quick and short:
VI The hallow'd hour was near at hand: she sighs
Amid the timbrels, and the throng'd resort
They told her how, upon St. Agnes' Eve,
Of whisperers in anger, or in sport;
Young virgins might have visions of delight,
And soft adorings from their loves receive
'Mid looks of love, defiance, hate, and scorn,
Hoodwink'd with faery fancy; all amort,
Upon the honey'd middle of the night,
Save to St. Agnes and her lambs unshorn,
Ifceremonies due they did aright;
And all the bliss to be before to-morrow morn.
As, supperless to bed they must retire,
And couch supine their beauties, lily white;
Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require IX
Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
So, purposing each moment to retire,
She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors,
VII Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire
For Madeline. Beside the portal doors,
Full of this whim was thought{ul Madeline: Buttress'd from moonlight, stands he, and implores
The music, yearning like a God in pain, All saints to give him sight of Madeline,
She scarcely heard; her maiden eyes divine, But for one moment in the tedious hours,
Fix'd on the floor, saw many a sweeping train That he might gaze and worship all unseen;
Pass by-she heeded not at all: in vain
Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss-in sooth such things have
Came many a tiptoe, amorous cavalier,
been.

164 165

X Then there's that old.Lord Maurice, not a whit
He ventures in : let no buzz'd whisper tell : I
All eyes be muffled, or a hundred swords
Will storm his heart, Love's fev'rous citadel:
For him, those chambers held barbarian hordes,
Hyena foemen, and hot-blooded lords,
Whose very dogs would execrations howl
Against his lineage: not one breast affords
Him any mercy, in that mansion foul,
Save one old beldame, weak in body and in soul.
XI
Ah, happy chance! the aged creature came,
Shuffling along with ivory-headed wand,
To where he stood, hid from the torch's flame,
Behind a broad hall-pillar, far beyond
The sound of merriment and chorus bland:
He startled her; but soon she knew his face,
And grasp'd his fingers in her palsied hand,
Saying, 'Mercy, Porphyro ! hie thee from this place;
They are all here to-night, the whole blood-thirsty race!
XII
'Get hence! Get hence! there's dwarfish Hildebrand;
He had a fever late, and in the fit
He cursed thee and thineo both house and land;
J
I
More tame for his grey hairs-Alas me ! flit !
Flit like a ghost away.'-(Ah, Gossip dear,
.J
We're safe enough; here in this arm-chair sit,
i
And tell me how'-(Good Saints! not here, not here;
Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier.'
I
I
XIII
ilt
i He follow'd through a lowly arched way,
Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume,
And as she mutter'd'W'ell-a-well-a'day!'
He found him in a little moonlight room,
Pale, lattic'd, chill, and silent as a tomb.
'Now tell me where is Madeline,' said he,
oO
tell me, Angela, by the holy loom
Which none but secret sisterhood may see,
When they St. Agnes' wool are weaving piously.'
XIV
'St. Agnes!Ah! it is St. Agnes' Eve-
Yet men will murder upon holY daYs:
Thou must hold water in a witch's sieve,
And be liege-lord of all the Elves and Fays,
To venture so: it fills me with amaze
To see 'thee, Porphyro!-St. Agnes'Eve!
God's help ! my lady fair the conjuror plays
This very night: good angels her deceive!
But let me laugh awhile, I've mickle time to grieve.'
 XV
Feebly she laugheth in the languid moon,
While Porphyro upon her face doth look,
Like puzzled urchin on an aged crone
'Who
keepeth clos'd a wond'rous riddle-book,
As spectacled she sits in chimney nook.
But soon his eyes grew brilliant, when she told
His lady's purpose; and he scarce could brook
Tears, at the thought of those enchantments cold,
And Madeline asleep in lap of legends old.
XVI
Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose,
Flushing his brow, and in his pained heart
Made purple riot: then doth he propose
A stratagem, that makes the beldame start:
oA
cruel man and impious thou art;
Sweet lady, let her pray, and sleep, and dream
Alone with her good angels, far apart
From wicked men like thee. Go, go !-I deem
Thou canst not surely be the same that thou didst
XVII
'I will not harm her, by all saints f swear,'
Quoth Porphyro; 'O may I ne'er find grace
When my weak voice shall whisper its last prayer'
t68
If one of her soft ringlets I displace,
Or look with ruffian passion in her face:
Good Angela, believe me by these tears;
OrI will, even in a moment's space,
Awake, with horrid shout, my foemen's ears,
And beard them, though they be more fang'd than wolves and
bears.'
XVIII
'Ah! why wilt thou affright a feeble soul?
A poor, weak, palsy-stricken, churchyard thing,
Whose passing-bell may ere the midnight toll;
'Whose
prayers for thee each morn and evening,
Were never miss'd.'-Thus plaining, doth she bring
A gentlerspeech from burning Porphyro;
So woeful, and of such dcep sorrowing,
That Angela gives promise she will do
Whatever he shall wish- betitle her weal or woe.
XIx
seem.'
Which was, to lead him, in close secrecy,
Even to Madeline's chamber, and there hide
Him in a closet, of such privacy
That he might see her beauty unespied,
And win perhaps that night a peerless bride,
While legion'd faeries pac'd the coverlet,
169.
 Anil pale enchantment held her sleepy-eyed.
Never on such a night have lovers met,
Since Merlin paid his Demon all the rnonstrous debt.
XX
"It shall be as thou wishest,'said the Dame:
'All cates and dainties shall be stored there
on this feast-night; by the tambour frame
Quickly
Her own lute thou wilt see: no time to spare,
For I am slow and feeble, and scarce dare
On such a catering trust my dizzy head.
Wait here, my child, with patience; kneel in prayer
The while: Ah! thou must needs the lady wed,
Or may I uever leave my grave among the doad.'
XXI
So saying, she hobbled off with busy fear.
The lover's endless minutes slowly pass'd;
The dame return'd, and whisper'd in his ear
To follow her; with aged eyes aghast
From fright of dim espial. Safe at last,
Through many a dusky gallery, they gain
The maiden's chamber, silken, hush'd, and chaste I
Where Porphyro took covert, pleas'd amain.
His poor guide hurried back with agues in her brain.
t7Q
XXII
.
Her falt'ring hand upon the balustrade,
Old Angela was feeling for the stair,
When Madeline, St. Agnes' charmed maid,
Rose, like a mission'd spirit, unaware:
With silver taper's light, and pious care,
She turn'd, and down the aged gossip led
To a safe level matting. Now prepare,
Young Porphyro, for gazing on that bed;
She comes, she comes again, like ring'dove fray'd and fled.
XXIII
Out went the taper as she hurried in;
Its little smoke, in pallid moonshine, died:
She clos'd the door, she panted, all akin
To spirits of the air, and visions wide:
No uttered syllalrle, or7 woe betide !
But to her heart, her heart was voluble,
Paining with eloquence her balmy side;
As though a tongueless nightingale should swell
Her throat in vain, and die, heart'stifled, in her dell.
XXIV
A casement high and triple-arch'd there was,
All garlanded with carven imag'ries
Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass,
t7t
 And diamonded with panes of quaint device,
Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes,
As are the tiger-moth's 'deep-damask'd wings;
And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries,
And twilight saints, and dim cmblazonings,
A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and
kings.
XXV
Full on this casement shone the winlry moon,
And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast,
As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon;
Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest,
And on her silver cross soft amethyst,
And on her hair a glory, like a saint:
She seem'd a splendid angel, newly drest,
Save wings, for heaven:-Porphyro grew faint:
She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint'
XXVI
Anon his heart revives: her vespers done,
OI all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees;
Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one;
Loosens her fragrant bodice; by degrees
Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees:
Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed,
172
Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees,
In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her beil,
But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled'
XXVII
Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest,
In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay,
Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd
Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away;
Flown, like a thought, until the morrorv-day I
Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain;
Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray;
Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain,
As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again'
XXVIII
Stol'n to this paradise, and so entranced,
Porphyro gazed upon her empty dress,
And list"n'd to her breathing, if it chanced
To wake into a slumberous tenderness;
Which when he heard, that minute did he bless,
And breath'd himself : then from the closet crept,
Noiseless as fear in a wide wilderness,
And over the hush'd carpet, silent, stept,
And 'tween the curtains peep'd, where, lo!-how fast she
slept.
173
 XXIX
Then by the bed-side, where the faded moon
Made a dim, silver twilight, soft he set
A table, and, half anguish'd, threw thereon
A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet:-
O for some drowsy Morphean amulet!
The boisterous, midnight, festive clarion,
The kettle-drum, and far-hoard clarinet,
Affray his ears, though but in dying tone:-
The hall door shuts again, and all the noise is gone.
XXX
And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep,
In blanched linen, smooth, and lavender'd,
While he from forth the closet brought a heap
Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd;
With jellies soother than the creamy curd,
And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon;
Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd
From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one,
From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
XXXI
These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand
On golden dishes and in baskets bright
Of wreathed silver: sumptuous they stand
In the retired quiet of the night,
174
Filling the chilly room with perfume light.-
'And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake!
Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite:
Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,
Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.'
XXXII
Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm
Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream
By the dusk curtains'-'1ilrss a midnight charm
Impossible to melt as iced stream:
The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam;
Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies:
It seem'd he never, never could redeem
From such a stedfast spell his lady's eyes;
So mus'd awhile, entoil'd in woofed phantasies'
XXXIII
Awakening up, he took her hollow lute,-
Tumultuous,-and, in chords that tenderest be,
He play'd an ancient ditty, long since mute,
In Provence call'd, 'La belle dame sans mercy':
Close to her ear touching the melody;-
Wherewith disturb'd she utter'd a soft moan:
He ceased-she panted quick-and suddenly
Her blue affrayed eyes wide open shone:
Upon his knees he sank, pale as smooth-sculptured
175
 XXXIV
Her eyes were open, but she still beheld,
Now wide awake, the vision of her sleep:
There was a painful change, that nigh expell'd
The blisses of her dream so pure and deep;
At which fair Madeline began to weep,
And moan forth witless words with many a sigh;
IVhile still her gaze on Porphyro would keep;
.Who
knelt, with joined hands and piteous eye,
Fearinp; to move or speak, she look'd so dreamingly.
XXXV
'Ah, Porphyro!' said she, 'but even now
Thy voice was at sweet tremble in mine ear,
Made tuneable with every sweetest vow;
And those sad eyes were spiritual and clear:
How chang'd thou art! how pallid, chill, and drear!
Give me that voice again, my Porphyro,
Those looks immortal, those complainings dear!
O leave me not in this eternal woe,
For if thou diest, my Love, I know not where to go.'
XXXVI
Beyond a mortal man impassion'd far
At these voluptuous accents, he arose,
Ethereal, flush'd, and like a throbbing star
Seen mid the sapphire heaven's deep repose I
Into her dream he meltedo as the rose
Blendeth its odour with the violet,-
Solution sweet: meantime the frost-wind blows
Like Love's alarum pattering the sharp sleet
Against the window-panes; St. Agnes' moon hath set.
XXXVII
'Tis dark: ,quick pattereth the flaw-blown sleet:
'This is ,ro dr.u*, my bride, my Madeline!'
'Tis dark; the iced gusts still rave and beat:
'No dream, alas! alas! and woe is mine!
Porphyro will leave me here to fade and pine.-
Cruel ! what traitor could thee hither bring?
I curse not, for my heart is lost in thine,
Though thou forsakest a deceived thing;-
A dove forlorn and lost with sick unpruned wing.'
XXXVIII
'My Madeline! sweet dreamer! lovely bride!
Say, may I be for aye thy vassal blest?
Thy beauty's shield, heart-shap'd and vermeil dyed ?
Ah, silver shrine, here will I take my rest
After so many hours of toil and quest,
A famish'd pilgrim,-saved by miracle.
Though I have found, I will not rob thy nest
Saving of thy sweet self ; if thou think'st well
To trust, fair Madeline, to no rude infidel.
 ,\.Xr-\trX
'i-lark! 'tis arr t,l frrr stornr lronl fa.ery 1and,
Ol triaggalcl srrclirirrr;, irril ;t.l-,oon lndced:
Ari,.cr arisc ! llrt lrrlrr irirrg is *.1 ha-ircl;---
'['lic .lilorrlr:ri rilssliit:ll r,r ill nrrvi:r lrced:--
Lr:1. irs lrvirl rrrl lorc. u'ilh llapgry sj.lceLl ;
"
'l'ltct,,:rr,' i)(i r';rrsi lo llclil, {)ra {,lyeg l.{i sErer--
.f lltr,;lr'rl :rll irr iilrcrrslr rLlrrI l]ur sll:c.Py.rncad:
With a h'rrg* rrrripiy {lagor.r by hi:r sitlt::
hloodhountl rr:se,:rncl sirooii iris iirrl,',
'tr'he lvalse.lul
Ilut iris sa.gacious e.le fiil inniate owns:
By one, aild one, the bolrs .f,uii c:tsy siirte:
T'hc chaiirs lie siletr'l oli thar foolwtlirr ''rlones;
Tihe l,cy [.urns, ani] tiiq- do,rl" ripon its hillges groilrii,
\1TT

Alv:rlir,J :llisll tu1, lr,r,''. ;r,rl lr,lrllr:rr; .irc,

l"tlt r,"r't llrl sorrilrtrlr /li(,rirrj t ilivt, lr Jttlltr,.irlr
Xd,
Shc: hnrriei-l at lris rvorr-ii;, l-rosL-i. 'w jth feiir-q,
were sle€lling clragons a.li aroaind,
l[:"or' tr]rcre
,,{t giaring walch, periraps, with ready spc:irs,--
floiun the widr: stairs a rlarkling way i.il{ry four:rcl.---
nn al} the house was ircard no iruman cound.
A chain-drooli'cl iamp r-as llickrning by eacli door;
'Jihc arras, rich lrith lrorscluitn, ?rawk, and .hounr1,
F iutte,.'d in lhe brsic;5irrg wirirl's upxoar;
And Lhey ar{:l gon{::: fl.y, sges lo:rg nqo
l.llce lhese lcvers {ictl arv.:ry jnto ttre stor:ru.
That night tire llaron clrearni. oJ. ;:ranv a 'i{D{r,
llntl all lris r.varrior'-grrrsls" r'r'ilii slr;rllr;;iu,'l .fornr
O-t wi.tch. ;rnd ri,lrl.,rr, :rntl trar.i1t, uli [irr' r.r,rir',,rr.
Wcr-c lorii:, lrc-lr iqlil rilrr r''ri. t\ rrri,'i r I lrr,,, i rl
.l)icti lrlrlsy-l.rril,,li',1- tillr nt,;1r.,,' irt, r' ,lr'1r,, nt;
'X'ltc Ii,ltrlsrrr'tri, ;r1l, i Ilrltt:,;rrr,| ;rrr': llIrl.
Ji',01'ay0 ltlrsorrqlrl. l1;1 rl, yrl jt r!r,',' lrr , jrr'., , ',lri.
'.

Antl [hc lorrg cultrrrrts losc rtlong- Llrc iitr.s!.y.ilorrr"

\ {,I

fhey glide, iike pluurtorrs, inio tire r,i.ide hall;

[,ike plian[oms, 1.o the iron porc]r thcy glirle;
Wbc,re lav llre Porter, in uneasy s1rralvl,
 KOMMEHTAPHft
O FIEITOTOPEIX OCOBEHHOCTfl X AHTJII4frCIIOIO
CT14XOCJIOEtEHI4fl

Anrruircnnft crrrxrIeJIbrM pflAoM oco6enuocreft ortru-

qaeTc.fioT pyccRoro. Mlr cosnu Ee JltrnrlftrM trpeABapuTb
norulleurapuft K npolr3BeAeEtrffM ItUTCa AparKtrlu OTrnca-
ureD{ orn-x oco6euiuocreft. }Itenaron\uu nogpo6uee oara-
KOMtrTbCff co crrrxoBeAerMeM peHoMeEAyeM cJleAyrorr\[e
43AaEtrfl:
L Cnonapn troaruqecfttr{ , TeprygggB. Cocrasua
A. II. KistKoBcKI(ft. M., 1940.
2, B. fl.. B p ro c o n, lla6panlrlle coqlrtreurrff B AByx
roMax. Tont ntoPoft, M., 1955.
3. E, B, TorvramoBcKuft. Ctulucrzra tr crtr-
xocJrolfieutre. JL, 1959.
4, l. A, III e s r e.r u. Texsuna ctuxa' M', {960.
L Merpuna u prrrMuKa
B orrnque or pyccftoro, aurnnftcnoe crtrxocJlotfieutre'
paBBtrBmeec4 EB aErJrOCaI{COHCROTOT trOCTpOeEEOTO, RaR
rr Bo Bcex repMaucntrx .EBbIKax, Ea rontrqeonoft ocuone,
Aorrycnaer ropaBAo- 6onrmee RoilusecrBo Merpuno-ptrr-
Muqecnux Bapllaqtrf Aalr{e B caMHx crporlrx-, (ItJracctr-
qecntrx)) paaMepax,
-a rafiuMn paaMepaMlr Kutc nncar
n uo4ao.urroqeru 6omnurscrBe cryqaeB. To, uro B pyc-
onoM cruxe [poaByqaJro 6rr peannru EapyilerueM trprrua-

181
TBrX CTtrXOBbTX-EOpM, AJrE CTUXa aErJrtrftCROrO B trOp.gARe Snecr n cno6xax EaMu troMeseuo Mecro' rAe tro cxeMe
Berqeft rr Ee o6parqaer rra ce6E BErrMaril{ff. looft.o 6rrlr uaxoArtbcg lreAocralon\rft ygapurrfi c'nor'
HasueM rraue paccMorpentre oco6enuocrefi auruzficnofi
^-tlacrbrt crytaft rrtrep- r4 JrutroMerpwt n anrauftcrofi
ptrrMunE co cflyrraeB rrrflep- u JrrrtroMeTptru. IIooBtrtr Ta$ rragbrBaeMble aEaRpysr,r u aETuaHaRpySbr.'
fuuepuerpun (naruuue B crotre Jrr{muero cJrora trJrtr r,o"g; - uepnoft cronoft cilrxa urueetcs nllururlft
Jrtrrrrutrx croroo) B pyccnoft nnaccfisecnoft troaorrr Bcrpe- "tpanclor- unu..cJlortr (auarpyaa),
6eaynapunit -crorr,r{Jrlr $orAa'
qaeTcf peAKo rr IIprrMeHfieTcE, I{aK trpaBaJro, AJrg AocTrrffie- truo"6ddo., npe4y4apIrmft cnor unn rpe6yeune
ErrE ftaxoro-fifi6o oco6o 4eficrneunoro xyAornecrBeuroro uernuiecxoft- cxeuofi n uepnoft crotre' orcyrc'TByror
affenra (uaupurrlep, B cruxornopetrtru TrorseBa <flocneg- luri"uourpyau;' B ctnxotnopeauu In -a Drear-Ni'ghted
Efs Jrro6oBbD), B aur.uuftcxofi uoaanr raaue crponrr, Kan: D ecember, EarrtrcaHrroM TpexcrolrEbrM EMooM' ecrb flprrMep
aHanpyBBr:
To turn my ailmira(tion), though unpossess'd
(With) a sleety whistle through them (I' 6)
(Womanl When I Behold, Thee, lI, 6)*
u aHTtraHaRpyBbr:
rttrrvi
(-) Never, never Petting (II' 7)'
And common Wellingtons turn Rom(e)o boots
(Moilern Loue, 8), Boo6rqe n aurnuftcnoft uoaauz ayanpysa u aurrraua-
RpyBa Borpeqalor cE AOBO
qacro.
JIIHO p'
A-uaH p-yaa, Ha[pjrMe
rAe cJloru, Banilrosenrble rraME B cRo6nu, sBJrxrorcg ecrb cruxorBopeuun Lines on the Mermaid Tauern
B
JrtrmHrrMrl Afig MeTptrrrecRoft cxeMbr lrr{rucrotrEoro rn6a, uo (crponu I u 2l); aro ffBJIeIrEo qacro r B trffrrrcrotrBoM
Ee AoJrlnrrbr BocnpuErrMarbc.fl Kaft pesyJlbTaT Ee6pemHocrr su6e:
IIOATA.
Llror4a B oAEoit crpo$e Bcrpeqaerc.E EecnoJlbr{o Jlrrm- (Thy) hand by unwelcome pressing, woulcl not fear
HtrX CJIOTOB: (Isabella, VIII' 6).

Say(ing), "Mercy, Porphyr(o)l hie thee from this place I4aoqpeunan urpa auar{pyaaMu u arrualranpyoaMr
(The Eue ol ,9t. Agnes, XI, 8). na6.nrogiotca n cruxotnopeu;un Ode to Apollo, Earrucau-
EoM, c samefi TosRtr apeuufl' cJIoEtgLrM ctrJraBoM trM0oB
Jlznouerpueft B cruxoBeAerutr EaabrBaercfl rrexBarna u xopeeB.
B CTOtre Hylr(Eofo cnora IrJrtr cJroroB: Ilono6sar urpa auaftpyaaMu Bcrpesaercn u B crnxo-
TBopeHtrffx, EafircalrHhlx TpexcnoEtlrtrIMtr CTOTIaME: Tan'
Divine by loving (a), anil so goes en n cinxornopesnu To Emma ecrs rt aMQtrbpaxrsecnrre tr
(Mod.ern Loue, 5). aEalrecTuqecatre cTpoRE.
Orneruu ogny ocb6enuocrb trporlBuomeuu.fl cBfi saEEyIo
c roatrIrtrEgMu.aurlntcnoro crtrxocJroEtentrE'' Ee trptrE*-
* 34ecr 14 AaJrbme puMcREMtr qu$pauu oboaua.reubl tnro u pagrosopuoft peqtr' Ho ueo6xo4rlryro rrpr sreluu
crtrxorBopelluJr qnRJra uJrrr crpoobr lroaMbr, apa6cREMII
- -- l.nr co6rroAeqlrs cruxorBopnoro -pa-BMepa'
cTpoRtr cTuxoTBopelrafi v.lrfr. tro9M6r. "i"*ou'nc.tryx
B ;p*ii ontuuo troeMEI Isabella cnono scrothetl
naAo

182 tB3
 T
J
trpouanoctrrb ['su:0od]-nprr ranoM rrpotrBEomeuuu paB- I Happy is Englantll I'coukl be content
Mep crporu BbrpaBurrercff B trpaBtrirbrbrft ngrucrounnrft (Hoppy Is England, l),
aru6. lluorga ora oco6eugocrb troArrep(uBaercff Auaapn- il
TrlrrecntrM BrraRoM (6), rro rrarqe Bcero EuRaK Ee orMe- {
l utrocraca e*r6a xopeeu Ea6rrroAaercr Ea rrepBoft crotre
qeua. Tanme rrer cllcreMbr n o6osuaqesrz arocrpo([ou -
aro Eatr6oJree sacrbrfi cJryqafi. Ho xopefi Mo,fier BonBtrrr-
cJroroB, Koropbre rrpra qrermn Bcnyx EaAo glrr co6tro- j cfr uI B Apyrtre cToEhr:
Aerrur paBMepa (trporJrarhrBatr>. llnor4a oru o6oauaserur i
BoTpeqaroTc.n B ToKcre: i
Must I burn through; once more humbly assay
Fit for the silv'ring of a seraph's dream; i (On Sitting Doun..., 7).
(Epistle to llly Brother George, 38), Ea qerBeproft croue (crono
34ecr, unocraca xopeeM
- otrpeAeirl{rb, Karue eqe
humbly). Ilonpo6yftro caME
uo rraqe Bcero flfiftaft ]re oroBapuBarorc.s. Hanpr.ruep,
B CrpoRo: B aroft crpore nMerorcr dnocracnr u Ea r(axux orotrax.
Osesr nax(uoft oco6enuootrro anrruficnoft puruunz
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep ffBJrEercfl rracrag u 3aKoEEa.fl utrocraca [uppuxtreM Ea
(On Seeing the Elgin Marbles,.., 2) nocne4nefi crorre crpoxu. ,{ouycruu, qro TaHaE Etrocraca
trpotrBBeAeEa B pyccKoM rrflTrrcrotrEoM au6e,.-u ou
croBo heavily cneAyer upouBEocrrrb heav'ly. EeMeAresuo trpeBparurcfl B serbrpexcronnnft.su6 c AaRTr-
Haruque gJreMeuTapnoro syBcrBa crtrxorBoproro ptrTMa fiusecfttrM or{oErraEaeM. Ecnn s <Eopuce lo.4yuone> Ipuro-
[oAcRaE(eT qtrTaTeJIIO, ftan, trCXOAg EB BhImeCI(aBaEHOrO, prft OrpenreB BMecro:
trpaBuJrbrro rrpotrBuecrtr ry crpony 6ea napyme-
trJrtr trEyro
rrul ee paaMepa. flo4uepnuaaeM, qro trpu qreuutr cruxoB lIue yftgemr' rbr or cyAa Mnpcroro,
BCJTyX aEaRpySbr tr aETtrarraRpyBbr (cMaBrrrBaTbD Ee troJra- Han uo yfi4erur or 6oxrr,oro cyga
raeTc.fi.
flo orrusnbrM or
pyccnoro cruxocJrolr(entr.E Bar{oEaM roBopuJr 6r'r:
trponaBoAffTc.E n
auuuftcHoft nooaru utrocracbr Merpa,
Itoreuuo, nnvgy o6vttws s aurfluftcnoM sslrxe oArro- ![ ue yfigenrs r.bl or cyAa Milpcxoro,
cJrox(rrbrx cJroB, Etrocracbr ctrogAeeM n aur.nuftcnoft noo- ltaH ue yflAeltrr or 6ora rpoauoro,
anu Bcrpesarorcn IropaaAo qaqe, EexteJrtr B pyccfiofr,
Ir rra aroM Mbr c[eqtraJrbrro ocraraBJruBarr,cfi ne 6ygem. TO, ROEeqEO, pasMop 6mil 6W IIetrOtrpaBtrMO paspymeH.
Xoqerc.s oco6o ororoptrTb ABa cryqafl, o6rrqurrx s aE- B asrfluftcnoM ?r{e cruxocJromeutrIr raxux crpon, Kan
r.lruftcmou crtrxocJrolr{eutrtr tr Eeo6nrrrglrx AJrff crtrxocJro-
,$eHuff pyccRoro. Ancl then, instead of love, O misery!
flpex4e Bcero, rrfiocraca fM6a xopeeM. B pyccHoru (Isabella, XXX, 3),
crrrxocJlo?Renuu gro- fBJreHIre peAftocrrroe, a B aurJrtrft-
cfioM qacroe a Banorrnoe. B rannx crpoftax, Hafi: Ee crrecrb. C sameft ToqRtr Bperlrrff, ora crpor(a onBtrMer-
ptrqua, rry, xor-E 6u, 6rononcHoii:
Making the triple kingdom brightly smile?
(On Peace, tl), flo neuepau saA pecropauaMtr,

t84 185
a 3To (fioJrrroflpaBEbrfiD [firucrotrHr,rfr gM6.
AJr.fi arrrJrrrqaH tr trpocrolro tree*, trprqeM felicity 6y4er crrurarbcrr
flpn vreuru BcJryx rroAo6rrbrx crpon He cJreAyer ux sRBrrBaJreHroM uymcxoft prsruu. Pu{rrntr rr.rna be
(cracnJroBarb)), coo6qafl lrlr 4o6anovuoe yAapeurre Ha - sco
s auriltrficnoft noaarr.r rolne BecbMa ynorpe6zronr,nn:
trocileAueM cJrore: arrtJrrrqane rar He sllTaror. Ilouqnre rro-pyccxrr rreJr],BE pu$ruonam Gpara
B Tencrax crponl{, fiocrpoenlrbre auailortrrrublM o6paaoM, - yria>1,
rrro rrprl pz$naoone cJroB, oxarrqtrBaroqrrxcx
floroMy
na orxpnrue
r rrr y6e4ntecb, sro lrMrr rrM Jrerrou. rJlacuhre, ueo6xo4utuo coBrraAeutre ofioprrbrx coulacEbrx,
tr{nocraca il,rppuxlroM rra nocte4nefi crone crpor{tr Trrrra Gpara
- cJryra>; B aEriltrucl(oM ,fie cTr[xocJroE{o_
B BuaqtrTeJrruoft Mepe llJrlrfler rr Ea rrpuuqrrnrr asrruft- Htrr AOCTaTOSHO COBtraAeErlff B OrRpbrTOl\{ crore noEequbrx
cnoft pr6Mbr. rJracrrbrx, uro6u coanysus rtrtra be-see 6nrru <ypanue-
Hr,r B rrpaBax) c caMsrr{n roqubrMrl plr(pruanru.
2. Pu$rua Eqe ogua EeruaJroBarr(Hag oco6euuodm anr.irzficnoro
crrrxocJrox(eums o6ntrue B EeM BptrTeJr_r,rrbrx puOM.
- cJroBa, _kan, rarpunrep, love I move,
Mr,r paa6upaira crpony nB <llaa6ernrr> (XXX, 3) B crapnny raft-ue
c roqnlr apenr4,s ptrTMr4r{r4. floclrorpuu retrepr,, c qeM by lr memory**, gone lr alone, nporaaocunucb coBBJruHo,
I(urc ee eaputluonan. Onaarrsaercg, qro co cJroBaMr.r a rerrepb Eer; Ho, rar{ cnaaarb, no crapoft fiaMffTtr troAo6-
be u see. C namefi ro.rnlr Bpegrrfl, raxaa pnSnronna rrhre cJroBa crmTarorcx puipruyroqunruc.fi u nprr trx coBpe-
6onee, veu crparrua: trpeAcraBbre ce6e, sro B rrpoqurrr- MerrrroM npouaHorrreuura. floarony 4lx pr(fuu R move
ponannoft Bhrrrre <HesHaRoMKe) Erona M6r rrpoqtrra- Ee cJreAyer trpouaroctrTb love nan loove: grx aurruqa-
nm 6w:. HEHa AOCTaTOqHO COBtraAeIItrE B EaqepTaHI{rI STIIX CJIOB,
sro6br cqzrarb r{x Bpr4TeJrr,nnrlru pr,r(fruaMrr
IIo nevepanr rraA pecropauaMu AaMrr, Ho accolraxcaMl,r, a I4rvrefifio ToquLIMIr- Ee pusrrlou-
pu$rr,IaIunl
fopxunft BoBAyx Aun u rJryx, Eqe o4no orJrrrail.ro anruuftcnoro rprnqura-pii.{ruonnn
7I yruqrr sanpymeubr JrroAbMtr,., or pyccnoro. B r.naccuqecnoru pyccnou crrrxocJrolr{eulll(
EeooxoArrM aJrbTopHarrc, To ecTr, ynop.sAorreHr{oe pa3-
Ilogo6urrft rptrEqnn pn([nonnn B pyccftoft troearru Meqertre n crpo$o I4JrI,I B qeJror\r crzxorropeurau pu$u
EerrprreMJreM. Ecnz urr Bcrperr{M uro-rur6ygr troAo6Eoe IIo ux naTaflefiTllqecaoMy trprr3rrafty: olsa merrcRa.tr
pn(prrran pr(plra ne AoJrrfiHa ((Eaeolxarr,r) rra Apyryrc
-(B rfieHcxyro ?r{e
pu6My, Mylncfta.fi rra MyrncRyrc u r.-n. conpeni:eunoft
Tr,r uant Br,rMoJIBrr cJroBa trpaKrrrRe pyccl(oro cTtrxocJro?r(eEr{,s oTuM rrpaBtrJroM
IIpo Ceprer }tuponal qacro rpeue6peraror n yqep6 6naroaayuuro ?ruxon).
(I. II e r rr tr K o B, trepeBoA trB flaBro Trrunur'r),
TO MLI BUAtrM B 9TO1\I Botrtrrcqee HapymeEue gJIeMeE-
Tapubrx BaRoHoB pyccHoft pu$rrrrr tr, B AaEsoM cJrysae, * llcnonr,sonantre rosnbrx AanTtrnuqecnnx pu(frvr n au-
rrunan Ee rrpeAycMorpeuur'rft anropou oprrrrnaJra aoMI{- rnrnfrcnoft noaBrrtr rraqe Bcero Bcrpeqaercrr B roMopucrrrne.
qecHzii affenr. ,{rr arrrzftcxoro Ete cruxocJlorrterrrs Bq$yry rnna estimaie-determihate (Illexcnrp, Co"ut
pu$rmr rnna merriment-Trent BtroJrHe ecrecrBeulrlr u LXXXVII) orrrocffrcE K Rareroptrrr Bpurenbubrx u fiptr-
aarcomr,r, r gnr prq[rurr, cnarr{eM, n felicity coBepmeurro paBrreEBr R MyEtcRr4M.
Eeo6.Eaarelrbno cfanurr' complicity ** 34ecr
- Aocrarosro 6yget cJroBo memory trpupaBueno n mymcnot pu$rvre.

186 187
 B asraufrcnoft roosuu gro trpaBtrno EEorAa co6nro4aercN tr4s arux BapuauroB Bropoft qacro ytrorpe6naercn npr
(cu. In a Drear-Nighted, Decemher, A Gallowag Song ^ pnfuonrce KarpenoB (ranan ptr{MoBra
uepenpecrnoft
E Ap. crnxoraopeuur), Eo saqe ouo Fapymaercr. Tan, s HfiaccuqecnoM coEere rpu ralnvuu o4lsanonnx pusu
B conere Happg Is Englanil Rarperlr Bce trocrpoeubr Aorryo?uMa, Iro He lfieJrare.rbHas), TpertrIr E serBe-prbur
Ea Myrr(cr(Ex onoEqautrfx, a tra rpex uap pu$u B repqerax oqeEb sacrtrI B arrrJrtrrlcRofi uoaaur, uo peAxn Bo spall-
ABe rrapH ,fieEcfitre, trpuqeM B uocJreAEux AByx crponax qyBcRoft; uarrrft napuaEr Eeytrorpe6rteleu,
Ea6rroAaercfl crbrn oAEoft fi{errcnoft ptr{Mbr c 4pyroft. -y aHrruqaE
$pacuBLrlu u yAoorrhllll
Eo Saro cquraercfi sar6oflee
B pycclron cruxocJrotr(oElrtr Tanoe reco6nro4euue aJrbrep- y (ppauqyeon tr pyccntrx. Tepuapnax pz(puonHa cde cde
Earrca coaAa.llo 6trr EoBbruocuMyro Hano$oxr.rro, Eo AJrF pactrpocTpaEeEa y uTaJrb.fiEqeB u aEtJrtrqaH' E-e trprr-
-Eopu(fuo-nne
asrnuftcroro crrrxa Eurlero [peAocyAtrTeJrruoro B groM
irsra' y ifpanqyabn u pyccntrx: trpu ranoft
IIET. EeBoSMo?rGo co6rlocTtr fipaBtrJra aJrr,TepEaEca' sTo B ylTa-
Ilocne roro $aft BaItrJra pesb o trpaBtrJrax coqerauu.s JItrE (rAe troAaBrqloqee 6onlmuuctno crtrxoB tro ycJroBu.flM
cl'pofi, EaAo cr(aaarb rrecnofiblto cJroB u o6 oco6enpoctnx gSbrRa nnmercg Ha oAHi4 txeEcKue pn$rurr) u s Asrfiuu
aErfiuficnofi crpo(bunrl. (rge n cruxax npeo6ra4aror ctrJloltrEbre Myrr{cfiue oaou-
3. Crpo([rra qaEtrff) pontr Ee trrpaer.
Muorue 6onr,rrrqe Macrepa aurnrrficftoii fiooautr BrrocqJlu
Crpo$una AJrfl Bcex flBbrnoB B o6qeM oAuranotsa, B IIOgTtrRV COEETA EESTO EOBOE.
(Ba MaJrbrMrI BIIAouBMerreHuflMtr, o6ycronreum,run roft Cnoeo6iaauar crpo{trRa coEera 6nna coagaua BeJIuRuM
v;l;. vmofr. Me.TptrRofit (Bprocon). floerouy, paa6zpar troaroM asrnuftcRorb Boapoxr4eurr E4rlyu4olr cueucepou
Botrpocbr crpo$trRu, Mbr BAecb orpautrlruMcff paccMorpe- (Edmund Spenser, 1552?-1599). Tanue couerhr rr rIaBhI-
EtreM rex BtrAouBMeEeEzi rpa4rquounr,rx crpo([rqeonux Barorctr <cneuceponcnulrn>. Bor trx cxeMa:
(popru, noropbre xapanrepn6r AJIE anrusftcnoft rroaarru
Boo6qe tr AJrrr lttrrca B qacrEocrtr. ababbcbooclcclee.
Cone r. Ora 6raropoguefimar u rpyguefimarr cruxo- Oco6as ([opua anrmrficnoro conera coxer, rrecflpa-
rBopuar ([opua upumra n Aur.ruro ua tr{rannu rrepeB
BenJrtrBo BaBLIBaeMbrf (mencmlpoBcntrMD;
-
ucruEllr'IM coB-
@parquro: 6omuoe BJruEEue Ea asrfiuficx[x coEe- 4afeneu erofi ([opmrr 6rrlr aaMesatenrsblft rroor r{ pefop-
TtrcroB onoxu Boaporr(Aeuu.fi oxaaaJra trpaarrrna rroaroB Marop aurruficnoro cruxa lenpn lonapp rpa$ Cappr
fhengrl, RoToprre caMu EaxoAtrJrucb troA BuaqtrTeJrbnbrM (Heniy Howard, EarI of Surrey, l5l7-t547), Horopnft,
llerpapxu.
BJrtrEstreM MerfiAy npostrM, fiBV.JlCfi. COSAaTeJreM TaKoro pacflpo-
Pri[uenrar cxeMa Klraccuqecnoro trerpapnrcrcxoro crparrenroro n uuponoft fioaal{tr crtrxorBopEoro paBMepa'
COEETA TAROBA: ran 6elrrft urrzcrourufi EM6' BMecrs c ApyrtrM Rpytr-
abba abba cale ccle.
Rlaccusecnrft couer pactraAaercs Ea ABa RarpeEa
* B nuure <Cry4ur cruxaD (<ConercHuft rmcareJrb))'
(uernepocrzmrs) u Ea ABa repqera (rpexcrzmna); ptrQlmr lS62\ I4,. JI. Ceur,suucHzft sasnnser' qro B nagonnsecnoM
B Karperax oAurraroBbr. Pacuoroxreuue pu$u B repqerax coueie pu(pruoBna oAuoro IrB aarpeuoB nonrxra 6lrm
trEOrAa Bapbrpyercfi, HatrpuMep: otrofchrBaroqeft, a gpyroro uepenpecruofi. Taxoe yr-
Beprr(Aertre a6conroruo HeBepEo, flo4o6naa cxeMa Bcrpe-
cdc dcd; cctl eed; cdd cee; cclc dee; ccil ede. qaeTcg, Eo ETo oTcTytrJreEEe oT naEoEa.
-
IBB 189
 crrrxa)), Oco6euuoctr onras ltrtca
ELrM trooroM Toro BpeMerrrr, copoM Touacou Vafemolr
'tSOZ:_-tB-+'4, - ary $opuy
[oJrbgoBaJr roJrr,Ro B rloaMe <tr4aa6enla>
oE trc-
(!11 llonras Wyatr,
arrJrntrcarM S"pp" Or" repBErM
corrertrcroM. Ho ecrtr Vafierr rmcaJr coneru B cJreAyrorqeM. B to BpeMff r{an n wpouofi
aanJrroqaerctr
- rroasul4 or(-
rro trerpapnficrcxoMy Ra]rouy, ro Cappr. rroMtrMo aroro ranofi varqe Bcero trtrmyrcg trosMr'I RoMI{secHI4e rrJrrr' Bo
ftauorra, co3AaJr rI cBoro, yfipoqeHuyro cxeMy, no roropori BCSnOM Cryqae, trocTpoerrEbre Ea JIerKoIr, EerrplrHy?r{AeH-
BrrocJreAcrBur uucan Illencrmp orfiyAa tr EaBBaEue noft uurouaqnu, Itutc nn6pat aty crpo(py AJrr trooMbr c
coneroB aroro poAa. -
Bor cxeMa (meftcrmpoBcnoroD TparllsecfiaM coAeptr(axT.rerr, JrtrItrerrHbIM nanoft-nu6o upo-
coHeTa: rlrrv, v. go6u:r.cn BrraqtrTeJrr'Eoro yctrexa.
ababcdcdefefgg.
CnencepoBa ctpot[a (Spenserian stanza).
flo-csoeMv crnor4rT couerbr ne;1nnuft Mu6,ror rlucro anr.nnftcxaa $opua, Coa4aua 94uyu4ou Cuesce-
(John
r668-tb7 4). Bil;;;;;;
Y'11o",ou *ipup*"",.*"" poM r{ BtrepBrre IrM trctrOJIbSOBaEa E_-ero ltreAeBpe,. noJro_c-
xol9r, npeue6pera.rr oAEuM trB erb npainur, rJracff_ ca.ur,nofi afiileropwlecnoft uoalre <Kopoaena $eft> (The
g1y,.:"o narxgr,rrt narpefi lr xarH4trfi repqer colrera Aorr_ FaerieQueene). CrpoSa yAzBr{reJrbr{o a{Serrua E r.elz-
Etelr otrITb BaMnrryrrirM crrllTancrlqocnrrM qeJrbrM: y Mn.nr,_ MoBepHo rpyAua B TexurrqecnoM oruoileutrtr. Bor ee
roua currraxclrsecnrlft rrepnoA qacro Hapymaer cipo{nue_ cxeMal
qeM, rpu crporoM co6urogeurara crpo_
911?^_lpl""Iy:- ababbcbcc.
gll:919,ro naEoEa (B aroM Mnnr,ros 6nn necrua cxpy_
rtyneBeE) Aocrtrraercff cnoeo6paaurrft xy4omecrnennlift
Paauep gerrroft crponrr [recrlrcrotrur'rii xu6, paaMep
ocralrbEhrx BocbMtr crpon - g116 ngrtrcrouxrrii, pufua b
aSfexr.
Msorue asruzftcHne troarbr nouTaMuutrpoBaJru trerpap_ -
,rBJrflercfi nan 6r,r coeArrHIrrcJrr,ELIM aBeIroM ruemgy pu$-
11.ry1"" u (mencrnposcntrfi) Harronr,r: pz{llyr Karpe_
MaMu a r.r c. TaHoft plr{Meuublii (ropeJrlrB) noo6qe xapan-
EbI tro-(mencrrrpoBcnrr)), crpoaJrtr repqernr ri:-o Kraccuse_ ero corrorlryrc cxeMy.
cKoMy oopasqy u r.tr. reperr AJrE Cneucepa
- flocMorpr4ro
Cneucepona crpo$a or.lrl4rraorcff ru6Hoctr,ro, n eo {opuy
__A:9yTE"n trpeAmecrBerruunoB lftlrc ycnonn, Boc_ ecrecrBeErro BMeqarorcE caMbro patsHoo6paanare IIIrroEa-
rrptrEffJr c onecRoM: B ero-EacJreAtrtr Mhr raf4elr
Bcex BapuarFft coueruoft {oprnru (ea ucHrrorbheM (cneu_
o6pasqrr quu. Oco6enno y4o6ua orra AJr.E ,fiarrpa onusec(ofi trooMbr,
cepoBcnoroD couera; crparruo, sro ltnrc Eo BoctroJrbBo. uao6unyrorqeft onucaurr.EMtr Ir orcrytrJretnnuu. B pyc-
BaJrcff Aocrtr'r(ertrffMu csoero rro6urrroro noorat). triluor,qa cnoft uooszu ctreucepoBa crpolpa He trpuBuJracb: rraM
oE ITbITaJICg BEOCUTb B npal{TEl{y COEeTa EecTo
Eoc*qtre xapanTep
uBBecrEBr Jrurrrb EeMuorue ee o6pasqhr,
HoBOe,
caoe (cu. What the Thrush-Said,, bn thiioin-e|. B;;6q; ua6oparopnrrx orrlrroB.
tr4a anaMesrrbrx rrpouaBeAeunft asrrmficnofi rooaull,
pa3 roArrepnHyrB, qro Hurc 6ffr oAEuM uB
Il{9_{gTryft
BeJruqarmux MacTepoB coEeTa. Eatrrrcannrrx crreucepoBbrMu crpofantu, ytroMflEeM Barr(-
Hefimne. 3ro trAtrfirtrrrecxag trogMa Po6epra Eepuca
--^9_I
rl "
u. Ora crpoSa, coBAaEHaE
{nrorauun BoH_ <Cy66orunft Beqep troceJrEEtrEaD, <flauolfirusecrBo
fiasqo, Aocrarorlrro u3Becrlta rr y Hac (ncnolluate xotr 9afiur4-lapom4a> Eaftpora, troaMbl IIIerru <Boccr:auue
ohr (AoMrrn B HofioMne) <Oceur> Ilymizua, <Iloprper> tr{c.naual n <A4ouauc> (nocre4nnff troal\,Ia HatrIrcaua
m <Cou flonona> A. I(. A Torcro"oy. fit."u-ril"rlr oBHaKo- Ea cMeprb l(ztca),
y::."^..-!9lee po6uoft ee xa pix"epr"r"*ilt per(oMeu_ tr4urepecuo, arro trocJreAnee, EeoRoEqeHEoe rlpotrBBeAe-
_no4
AyeM ooparnrbcfl R rpytry f. A. Illerre.nz <iTexszna sue Kurca
- carupuqecnar trooMa <Illyroncnoft noJltran))

190 191
(The.,Cap and, Bells) Taft'fie rucanocb crregceDoBBrMtr oAax troqTA EtrKOrAa se (troBbrmaer roJroca), ero o,qf,I _
crpoqaMtr. Crenceporrr- crp.o6q. (ItaEyEa cu. Ar'ueccn>, pasAyMbs, To paAocrEbre, ro rpycrrrbre. Ho ara trpuoyq,af,
oLrrb Morr(er, coBeplleTEefimsft n arrauftcrcot uoaaau f,ttrTcy ctroaoliEaff IIIITOUanJdfl lrafiaR He crrnlKaeT u Ee
oOpaaeq eroft rpy4uoft 6oplrar. ocaa6rser xapanrepuyro AJr.E rroara Bbrconyp AyrrreBryK,
EacTpoerrEocTb,
ueptroA csoeft uoarusecnot 4ea_ oco6euuocm o4 lturca
- uxutrJracruqsocrb,
_^9_lt_B,"uoc.ne4nrft
ttuTo EecftoJrbRo oxJIaAeJr _Bropar
TeJrbEocTu
ycunenno KyJlbrqBupooarl Eraup o.nrr.
It coEeTy u cTaJI B Errx flpeAMerr{rrx onucasuft
oouJrue uyBcrBeEHbIx
B orJrutrue or
pactrpocrpauossofi a asrnuftcnofi noogur rpaAuquu rracarb oopaBoB.
uybrMu paa MepaMu c sa crLrMu Ea pymeEtrnMtr IIo4 nepolr lturca o4a-uB _(oparopcftoro EraupaD, r(afi
945^ I-1"?"o glg
Et_p_ol_1"___qrpo(ptrsscKofr rfopunr (Muarror,- -,(pat4eu, EaBBaJr ee B cBoe npew trO. H. Ttruruon, ofionrlarefibuo
IropAcBopT), oAa tttrrca, Kan trpaBuJro, EeqTo crporoe N!9113_T1.t_.1-j qaq{oBrrAnomr, (funoco$croft JrEpuKu.
Cpanuure n orou cMbrcne ero pauuroro uorleTagrre BaIyMs[Bof lrrrTorrarlrlr c ntacrunoft ongca-
"^{yt1ryl_ell9e.
(uAy AtronJrouyD, EatrEcaunyro B coorBercrntru IInu, ocJraoJrrroqee BaAaEEyro rKarrpoM prToptrsEocr6,
c hnrnuft_
cnEM oA{qecKtrM KaEOEOM_, U ero BpeJrf,Ie ollllrbr B aToM Aenaer o4u fiurca ynrrxaJrbrrbrM fisfierzeM enfoueftcroft
,fiaEpe, B gux lturc, 6eaycaonud, orrarrxuuuurcs o, troaBuE.
Kracczqecfio[ o4uuecxot crpoqpnr:

ababccdeed, rs:s*
uuor4a eft cne4ya, a qJEoIAa cJrerna nu4oualreura. Ba_
Mj-rb,re, qro ara me crpoQa vaqe Bcero Bcrpeqaerc.f, flpu xuaun Kurca sbrrtruo B cBor rptr orAeJrbubrx
cnux oAax xorfl 6ar JloruouocoBa tr '4eplranura, B pyc_ ua,qautrff ero uponane4eulrft; Poems bu Joii Keats
- _ (1817), Endgmion: a Poetic Romance 6u John Keats
Tonbno B oTJrurme oT qerf,rpexcrorrlroro 'dMi6a serungx (Q18) _u Larnla, ,Isabella, The Eue ol 3t. Agnes and,
a rrup yroqufi pa aMep o4 lturca _
!y-9.11*__o-491"cqeB
suo rrartrcrorrrnrtr. -trpeB Other Poems by fohn Keats, author of Endymlo:n (1820).
14 v pyccnax uoarou, u y l{nrca oluu
crpo(fuuecHuft zcrosr;n ]- xasoulr 6phrd,aixux roac_ lJ EameM lr3Aalrurr Aara, aaaJlloqeHrrarr B cno6Btr II oToE_
qa.E trocJle EaIJraBIIfi I{OMMeETIIpyeMOTO
oA,_Btrepnue _CTI{XOTBOpeIItr.E,
ynaabrBaer ua c6opnzx, n no-r-oprrfi 6rr.no nHlrtoqeso
rrne.fi,qu Bo rnane o llbepoM 4e _paapa6brauiue
Euqtr_crurrecnux troaraMu
poucapou (pierre de
sard, 1524-1585). Ronl AaEEoe cruxorBoperue, flpolrane4errtrf, Ee Bnlrroseuuble
lturca, npu aceft rx snemuefi_rpaAur(rroggocru, _ B oTu cCtOpEuRu, IIo trBAaBaBmuec.fl B trepl{oAuae, oco6o
-OAnr crytreyb B gBoJrror{ur Ee oroBapuBarorc.fi Ba peAHuMu r4cnrroqeu[EMu. Buaqu-
EoBa.E }r{agpa. {io xe soBoro Brreo TeJrbuoe ftofitrsecrBo crlrxoTBopeutrfr lturca Ee 6u.no
s nnx Kurc? UBAaEO trpu ero EurBHa.
flpem4e Bcero, unrosaqrro. Kuaccur(Tcruqecntre oAhr,
na$ rrpaBuno, [ucaJrtrcb B rop*recrBeuuoft, rpouorracirbd
[ETonarrrtr, caMar ux aByxorrncb 6uua' ufrznoponjleua A thing of beauty is a joy for ever..,
K anycrune ABopqoBrrx ca;r. (flo4 ery pydpzny, paBX_ - aro EaqarrBrrbre
crponu troaMlr _(ArrAtrMqgo; Mtr rrpeAtrocnaJru t4x BceMy
Meercfl, EuKafi EeJrbsE troABecru nce-o,{ri '4eprranuaa, Eacro.fiqeMy co6partrro Hurca n nu4e auurpa(fa, u6o oui
orruqarcrr{recfi 6ontmau crtrJrtrcrtrqecn;M' EBJIgrorc.E KBuuTocceuqrrefi $ulocoifutr u acreruqecnlrx
Btreu, Eo ceftsac Ee o Aep,$aBure peur). Huro iteitfi;;;d;: BSrJrrrAoB flooTa.
B cBoux

192 t3-7165 193

 LYRIC PIECES II, 1-3 Hecosepuenrar pz(lna roam alone ronoprr
TMITATION OF SPENSER (1817)
o eqe lrecoBpeBltreM Macrepctne ltutca. -

Hanucaro n 1813 ro4y. Carraoe parruee r4B AoneAmr{x TO BYRON

Ao Eac crtrxorBopeuufi lturca. flpnueuare*ruo B EeM
r.ny6onoe trpourrnrroBerrue B fioorl4rlecnnft uup Cneucepa,
6recH crzxornopuoft Texnr{Ktr coBceM erqe rouoro floara.
9epea urecrr Jrer B rrooMe <Itauyu cs. ArueccDrD ltnrc
BeprrercE n {oprue cueuceponoft crpo(brr Ir AoBeAer ee
AO COBepUerrcTBa.
t7 Afric:Africa - apxaurrecrafi {opna, AorrycrrrMas
B fiaqecrBo <floarusecnofi BoJr6lrocrtr)).
Couer nanucan n nena6pe 1814 ro4a. Egna nu Ee trep-
sbrft corer ltratca. Hemsg Ho orMerrrrb oAuocropouuoorb
atrrcoBcnoft xapanreptrcrunu Eafipona.
{1 oft:often.
TO CHATTERTON

18 faY (aPc.):fairy. Couer aarrrcau n 1815 ro4y.

Touac gameprou (Thomas Chatterton, 1752-1770),
21 Dido qaptrqa }tapfarera, reporrrn rroa- aurluftcnuft troor, aBrop psAa cruxorBopnr,rx [poIIBBeAe-
- ,{ragoua,
ur,r Beprzrnx <Eneu4a>; flonrlrryran csoul{ soafiro6fien- r'wft, orMeseuurlx ueqarblo lreBaypfiAuoro AapoBaruff,
rnm, 9ueeu, ,{ugoua 6pocu;racr n ropaqlrft nocrep. r(oTopblo orl BbrAaBaJr aa crrrxu, uanrlcauuble Touacou
Payrir, MoEaxoM, sHo6H xrusurull s XV neHe. Tnmenax,
22 teen (apx.) cnop6l, rope. rroJIEaE nzmesuft tfiIrBHb It uerIprrB]raulre AoBeJIu ero Ao
-
27 cerulean raaypuarft; cp. saaBalrue KpacRu (qepy- cauoy6uficraa. 9arreprou orpaBIIJIcE' tre AolltrrB Ao
neyMD.
- BoceMrraAqaru rer. Jlllsuocrb qarroprorla BoerAa.-rrpII-
BJreRaJra ltnrca, ero IIaMffTtr uoonxulena noaMa (9rr/{r-
36 Flora
-
(Duopa, 6orr.run qBeroB n punrcHoft ncu$o- MtrOHD.
JIOrtrU, 8 llow'ret qBeroqen, apxallsecnat ifopua, AJrs aur-
- MaJIo trpllBbrrlEaff.
nzftcnoro .sa[Ifta
ON DEATH
ON PEACE
Hanncaso n l8t4 ro4y. Ecuu (floApartauue Cnercepy>
uurepecuo RaR trpeABecrne 6ygyqux ureAeBpoB Rnrca, Coner sauucar B EaqaJIe 1815 roAa' IrpeAcraBJrser
rropamamrryrx trfiacruqHocrbro o6paaoo, BocxoAffq4x R co6oft uepnrrft o6paeeq rpaxt4aucnoft Jrupuntr Kurca.
nooauu Boapoxr4eunr, To B groM Iouomecr(oM {parueute flonogont n saflacanuro coseta $ocfiyrr$rJr paarpou Hauo-
BtrepBnre BbrpaarrJracb erq,e oAEa sax(uefimag oco6eunoctr, Jreota B
<6urne uapo4oBD troA Jlsftarr,rroM, eno ccbrJrna
rroEBtrE }tnrca
- ee atpoprcrzqEocrb. Jlro6onurro cpaa- Ea ocrpoB 3rs6y r ioenrs Beucnoro Rolrrpecca. O6paqaer
rrrrrb gro BocbMucrtrmtre c MogoJrorou lalruera <<Burr BEUMaITITo UporpeccuBEocTb coqnaJrbrro-fioJruTtrqecRtrx
r.rJrrr Ee 6urr,r u c MonoJroroM flpocuepo "You do look, BBrJrffAoB Krica; Eo, KoEesHo, Cnn4,euunrft Coros rre
my son..." (The Tempest, IY, l). otrpaBAaJr EaAelfiA trogra Ira ryqmee 6y4yq,ee.

194 195
 Corer 4aren or (fopuauruoro coaepuleEgrna: oE HaR qecxuM rpa1uqlrffM o4 Mllnrrora u ,flpafr4esa: paaro-
6rr npe4crannser co6oi,i ru6pu4 colrera trerpap$ucrcnoro crorsocrr- rnr6a, urpa anrtraEanpyaaME. llurepeceu
(repqeru) u (menctrupoBcrtoroD (nepnnre BoceMb crpor). (traETeoE troaroB) Han BErpaE{eEue uooTEqecKux trpE'
It ue4ocrarnaM ero nymno npnvucrnrr u pu{rranr thee- crpacrtrft psoro ltnrca.
be-Liberty-see-free; oAruaroBbre pu{urr Bcrpesarorcfl Beprunrft Mapon (70-tg Ao 8.0.),
tr Bo BropoM r{arpeue u B Tepqerax, sro 6eayclonuo 14 Maro
- Ily6nufi
genunufr puuuufi noar. B ltrftonbubre rogl,r-Itutc uepeBen
ooytaAaercg coIIerHf,IM RaEoEoM. B couete, HanncaunoM npoaofi eiaurrenrnyro qacrb ero uoeun <greu4a>'
rrfiTtrcrotrEbrM nu6ou, Borpesaerc.fi peBnoe Eapyrrrerne
paaMepa: crpoxa I ranrcasa ceMtrcrollnbrM EM6oM, a 6nrn oArur Ira nro6uuefrIuux
crpo$a 14 mocrucrotrEbrM. 9to oro cBnAereJlbcrBo
22 Milton
- Murnros
troaroB lturca, rotopnrft trocBxrqaJl eMy cruxu u Eaxo-
rreyMeJrocrtr -uoara? tr4 aco me Eapymeulle- paBMepa B orux AUJTCE trOA BEarrETe$bEbrM ero BJrugHrterd aan tro9T' xoTfl
cTpo$ax MolnEo ToJIr{oBaTb nar( coarrareJlblroe crpeMJleEue tr rrblTaJrcF trpeoAoJreBarb. aro BnuEHue.
Ituroa Blr/lenrrrb Ex, u6o n uux Bhrparaega rilaBEaE MbrcJrb
ooEeTa.
4 triple kingdom - Coe4uneuuoo ftoponencrno: As- ANNIVERSARY OF CHARLES II'S RESTORATION
rJrufir IIIorJIau4ra, I{prau4ua. Ouurpauua sarucaua n 1815 rogy. 29 rtras 1660 rola _
9 Jlarzucftoe Europa BMecro Europe - trooruaM. Aara plcranpaqnu Monapxutr Crroapron, ee ro6u'nefi
rrpasAEoBaJrca narfiAbrl{ roA.
5 Sydney, Russell, Vane Aearerltr aurnuficroft 6yp-
TO HOPE }Ityaallofi peBonloqntr XVII -sefia.
(1817)

Hanucaso n (fenpare 18t5 ro4a. O6paqaer Buuuarrtre

o6unue (pnryp ounqerBopeutrs; ero Br,rpaBurenbuoe cpeA- woMANl WHEN I BEHOLD THEE (1817)
0TBO, SacToe B I{JraccuqecRol[ alrrJrtrI(cnou troo3utr, Boc-
xo4rr $ trogrtrqecnuM rpaAtrquflM Cpequenenonra. Eror Manesrruft qumn ua rpex coueroB Eanucas B
3 'mind's eyo'- qurara uB (faMfiera> (I, 2): 1815 ropy. Couerruft naaoE BblAepxaq 6eeynopuaseuEo'
Enjambements, coegnnrroque uepnuft Rarpeu co BTo-
Eamlet.... methinks, I see my father. pnlr r nropofi c tepqetauru, B rpaArqtrsx coueron Mnur-
Horatio. Ol where, my lord? TOEA.
Hamlet. In my mincl's eye, Horatio. I, {2 Calidore - Itanu4op, trepconaxt uoar.ru Cnencepa
25 e'er:ever. (ItoporeBa Sei>, <Plrqapr, Bettecr:nar) (the K_night
of eourtesy),' cpamarot\tficn uporzn Mnruarqero Srepr
(the Blatant Beast), potr(Aernoro Sanucrrro u ltue-
ODE TO APOLLO neroft.
I, 13 Red Cross Knight
- Puqapr ltpacroro ]tpecra,
Harncasa n (fenpane 1815 roga. B ornuuue or o4 gpyrofi trepcouarft <Itoponenn 4efi2, orrtrqetBopeutre
apeiroro Hurca, BAecb EaJrtrqo cJIeAoBaIr[e ptrTMo-MeJroAu- cnntocru, trogrusecraf utrocracb cn. Ieoprur.

196 191
 Leander rvuS o JIeaHApe u lepo Aocrarosuo naBe- HITHER, HITHER, LOVE _
creu. Iturc,- 6eaycronno, asafl [ooMy <Iepo u JlequAp>l'
rrepBr,re ABe trecEE Roropoft nanncaurr ltpzcto(fepou Hanrcauo n i[enpare 1816 roga' -O6paqaer na ce6s
Mapno (Christopher Marlowe, !'564 - 1593)' a ocraJrr'EEre Br{uMaarre Jrernocrb I{ rtarfiynqagcr 6earrcxyccrBeuuocrb
uer^rrpe geunssoM (crvr. uurxe)' Bnussue craxa, Aocrlrrr{uMaff ToJrbRo AJrff ucTrrEEoro l4acrepa.
- fl2nolqxeru
oroft- uoartiri oqyruruo B psAe npouanegeuut l(urca.
TO ONE WHO HAS BEEN LONG IN CITY PENT _
B rwapre 1816 ro4a ltutc nanucaJl couer On an Engraueil
Gem ol Leander,
(18r7)

TO SOLITUDE Coser sanucau B rlroue 1816 ro4a. B stoM couete l(utc

Bhrcryrraer nan a6conroruo cno?xusmufica, apeuuft Macrep.
Coser nauncau n noa6pe 1815 roga. flepnoe nB Earle'
qararErirx crrdxorBopeurlft }tntca B etr(eueAeJrbEuae
I Pellumcqegqrr trB Mum'roua:
JIu Xasra The Eaamlner (or 5 uan 1816 roga). To one who long in populous City pent...
(Paradise Lost, lX, 445).

TO EMMA 10 Philomel (epenr. uufi.) (Dunolreua, coronet.

-
Hanucaso n $enpane 1816 ro4a. Agpecar crr{xotBope- THE POET
larfi Oracra Vaft.nn (Georgiana Augusta
-,{xop4ntuaua
Wylie), Aorrb orcraBuoro Mopcnoro o$fiqepa' EeBecra' Coner uaunoau B arryore 1816 roga. Orgeur'ur'to o6p-aar*
a BtrocJreAcrBtrE 6para uoera, ,{xrop4ma }trtca coEera ffBEO EaBeEHbr MOEOJIOTOM IIpOCnepo 'Ye elves
'fieua
(GeorEe Keats, 1797-1841); uo4po6uee o EeM cM' trpe- of hills, brooks, standing lakes ancl gro-ves' (The Tem'pest,
fucnoiue. I(rrc no npocr6e 6para nauucall AJIE Eee V, 1). Mucnr conera xalantepua gra lturca: uo ruy6nue
EecnoJrbno crrrxorBopeuuft, noroprre,{mop4llt rroAuoctrJr trocrrtr{eEuff lrprpoAbr noar noAooeE BoJlmeoHtrIty' lloo
efi naH 6u or cgoerb uMegu. Iturc orsocuflc.s K csoeft cEJIa troaTtrqecKoro npoBpelruf,' IloaTllqecnofl nHTyuqnll
EeBecrae o 6otrmoft cnunarreft. Cre4yet orMerarbr qro orr(pbrBaeT eMy r{cTtrEbr' HeAOCTyTIEbIe paqtro}IaJrbEDrM
Ea cru xax ltutca, EalmcaEEbrx or Jrlrqa 6pata, rpr 3EAHtrfM.
BCOX UX trOATtrqecKux AocTonEcTBax' JIeE{IIT EeRoTopbrE BA. Ee (Mtrc?trsecxue)), a (TauEcrBeEEbreD'
EaJreT trcnyccrBeEsocrtr. 12 mystic
(BaraAosEbreD,-
1 B o4uorvr trB crlucrtoB cruxorBoperr{a, cAeJIaEIrbIx
flmop4meu l{utcou, trepBaa crpora strraerc.E: EPISTLE TO MY BROTHER GEORGE (1817)
O come Georgianal The rose is full blown...
B c6oprrne 1817 ro4a l{utc ony6;rnnoBaJr rpu cBotrx
7 evening 4lrr co6rro4euua pasMepa cJreAyer trpo- IIpotrBBeAeEtr', EarMcalrrr6rx B trSJIrooJreEHoM RJracctrrlu-
UBEOCtrTb ftar( TpexcJroEtEoe cJroBo. craun rxarpe <<nocfiaunftD, oAEo uB noropr,rx Mbr trprrBo-

198 199
AtrM. Harurcauo ono B aBrycre t8t6 ro4a tr coAeprr(trr flona. IIoA nepoM ororo Hpynuefrmero anrlnficnoro
xapa(repubre nrrt l(rarca paBAyMbE o Hasuaqeurrtr u troara-nJraccuqncra loruep npzo6pen qeprbr Rflaccuqucra,
cy4r6e noara. Brocne4crnuri F(r.rrc, aa oAHtrM ucxilrose- a tron uepoM ltaynepa seprbr ceuruMesrafllrcra. To,
rrr{eM, ,KaHp uocrauufi ue paapa6arrrna.n. qto Iturc o6parulcr Ire- K trepeBoAaM arEx troaroB, a
{9 bay rraBp. r pa6ore qeulraua, AocrarorrEo .spKo xapaKreptrByer ero
- rlptrBeprfienuocrb r gcrerrrr(e u Mupoorq54eEuro Penec-
24 Libertas AaHHoe ltnrcou JIz Xarry. caEca, ero cTperlrJreEue yBtrAeTb aETtrqEocTb IJraBaMtr
-
rl - trpoaBrrtrIe,
trepBhrrr flepltoA cBoero Bnar(olrcrBa c Xanrolr ftnrc qeJroBena Boepont4eurr.
nocB.ETUJI eMy treCROJr_bHO BOCTOpTI(eEET-rx cTrrxoTBoperufi
B r(oropbrx Xanr uso6pax{eu crofiHuu 6opqorvr sa cob6ogy., 4 fealty (opr.) freoganr,rar BaBucuMocrb BacoaJra
IJrocne4crnun ltnrc paaovapoBaJrcff B rroJroBnurrarocrrr -
or cenr,opa; ad. nepnaa cJrytfi6a.
rtrOepaflbnhrx Eoatrqtrfi Xaura n orAaJrrrJrcfl or rrero.
6 demesne:domain BnaAeEu.E.
38 silv'ring ad, ynpanrenne, -
- 11 stout ad. crofinzfi, ynoprnrfi, orsarrubrft.
142 to kiss my hand... to you
- nocJrarb re6e BoB- -
gymulrft roqeryt.
'111,-!4 Omn6na lturca: Tnxufi ofteaa trepBbrM trB eBpo-
nefiqen yBuAeJr c flasaucroro tepemefina ue ftoprec,
a ero 6brBrrufi coparuzn Bacro Hyurec 4e Baal6oa
ON FIRST LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER (Vasco Nuflez de Balboa, 1475-1517).
(t8t7) {4 Darien flapreronnft uepemeex, crapoo rraaBaEuo
flauarrcmoro -uepeuefrfia,
Coser nanucau a oHrn6pe 1816 ro4a, oruocrrrcr R me-
49lp3M _l!qtgu. ,{rHopsxr
geuMos (George Cha.pman,
1.559?- f 634?), 4pynnuft troer rr gparrrarypi anrnnfcnoro
BoapontAeuua, 6rrt rarnte KEEN, FITFUL GUSTS (1817)
nrrgaroqnrucx trepeBoAtrultoM.
Ero nepy rptrFa4Jrerr{ar rrepeBoAbr na lecro4i, IOnesana, Coser satrtrcan BrMofi 181.6 ro4a rroA BtreqarrreEueM
flerpapxu; Bepmuna ero nepenoguecroft 4exreabnocru trepBoro rroceqenrrff AoMa JIU Xanra, ,ntrBrtrero, Ka$ u
IepeBoAll <rtr{nna4u> (16111 n (O4rccer)
-
(1614-lStE). ltnrc, n Xa*rncr:e4e. B conere orpa]fieE neftaax Xanau-
C uaroeft rorrnu Bpeutrff, Eru pa6oru geuilosa Molr(Eo cre4cnofi (crerrff), cyqecrByroqefr u rosrrse B BtrAe
EaBBarb [epeBoAaMrr roJrbno ycJroBuo: <tr{nuagyr> yeunras
rrepeBeJl Tan EaBbrBaeMbrM 6alrlra4rtrna crrrxoM (pu$uonau-
orpoMrroro ecTecTBeHEoro [apRa.
EbrM ceMtrcronrrru nu6ou), a <O4nccero>
- pn$uorau- 1.1 fair-hair'd Milton EBEafl (trooruaar(Er)) co cro-
trbrM trffTtrcrouuuu sru6oM; Bo rlruoroM sguesennr B orux - alr,6rroc.
ponrr lturca: Mrrsr:ou 6lln
rroaMax u o6paen loruepa. Teu ne Meuee, trooMlr rleunaosa
MoE{Eo .paccMarpuBarb fi aR Be Jru Ro Jrenrnre o6paaqnr peuec- 12 gentle Lycid trpaBuJrbEee Lycidas: EaBBaFre Ba-
carcroft troagtrtr. Ilocne genuoua louepa- treoeBotruJrn Meqarenrsofi eJrerzu- Mrnrroua, EarrucaEqoft n 1637 rogy,
sa^aurr_rfi.cnuft- saun Anencan4p ITon (Alexander pope, rAe troA trMeEeM Jlnnu4a otrJrantrBaercff ?gyap4 ltunr,
168^8*1744) u Bnnrru ltaynep (Wittiarir Couper, LTZi- roBap_trq Mnurrosa tro l(eff6ptrAfircroMy yntrBepcurery,
1800); a cBoe BpeME oco6euio'6rrlr zasecr6n trepeBoA norr6mmft Bo BpeMfl nopa6nerpymerun.

200 201
 HAPPY IS ENGLAND (1817) TO THE GRASSHOPPER AND THE CRICKET
Coner sauucau a 4ena6po 1816 roga. Green little vaulter in the sunny grass
Catching your heart up at the feel of June,
Sole voice that's heard amiclst the lazy noon,
TO KOSCIUSKO (1817) When ev'n the bees lag at the summoning brass;
And you, warm little housekeeper, who class
Corer, no fipeArroJrotfieutrsM uenoropbrx trccJreAoBa- With those who think that candles come too soon,
rereft, uauucan: B Aer(a6pe 1816 ro4a. Ou 6rrlr uane- Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune
qarau B err(eueAeJrbuuxe The Esaminer or 16 rteaparr Nick the glad silent moments as they pass;
1817 roga. Oh sweet ancl tiny cousins that belong,
One to the fields, the other to the hearth,
l, }{lz's. Kosciusko cnoAyeT llponaEocrrrb xaK qerLrpex- Botrh have your suns.hine; both though small are
oJrolI{Eoe. strong
At your clear hearts; and both were sent on earth
11 Alfred
- aurJrocancoscnut Roporrb (871-90{); To sing in thoughtful ears this natural song,-
lftrro yuorwraer ero aan BoarfiaEllnurero 6opr6y nporrrB In doors and out, summer and winter, Mirth.
AarcKoro BToprr(eHrrff,
ON 'THE FLOWRE AND THE LEFE'
WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR
SUPERSTITION Hanrcau n (fenpane 1817 roga Ea lrucroM Jrtrcre B co6-
pauuu corruuenuft 9ocepa, cJroAyroqeM Ba aflneropurro-
cnoft uoauofi (UBeron Ir JrEcrD. Buocle4crnnn ory troauy
Coser nanucau n 4ena6pe 1816 ro4a. B pesyJrbTaTe JruErBucrtrqecRoro aEaJrtrEa fipuanalrtr
7 Lydian airs uu4uftcnuft JraA, oAtrE uB rertr JIaAoB
Harrucauuoft noaxe llocepa, Eo B ero rpaAuquax. ,{an-
-
npeBrerpeqecnoft uyarmu, Cp. "soft Lydian airs" n crn- snft coner
- cBoeo6paauuft upuruep ([oarr,Iqecnoro JrtrTe-
xorBopeutra Mumroua L' Allegro, parypoBe4eru.s)): cpeAcrBaMn troaautr Hurc trepeAaer
cBoe BfieqarJrerae or cpeAueBeaoBoft roaun.

ON THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET (1817) ON SEEING THE ELGIN MARBLES FOR THE
FIRST TIME
Coner EatrEcaE 30 4ena6pa 1816 roAa Bo BpeMB Coser sanncau B Mapre 1817 ro4a. IpaS 9upnuu
(cocrffsaErED o ,JIu Xaurou. O4ru ut1 EeAeBpoB (1766-1841), 6ynyqn s 1799-1803 rr. nocnauntrKou
Itnrca. Benuro6purarru a Typqun, co6pan orpounyro RoJrJreR-
6 luxury - BA., ftoueqno, Ee (pocxombD, a (paAocrB), qtrro ApeBuerpeqecnoft cnyJrbtrryprr, rJraBEBrM o6paaou,
(orpaAaD. raa a$nucnoro Ilap$eaora. 9ra nornenqzr (faHrnuecnu
EBirfJIa coootr rrJroA BapBapcnoro paSrpaoJreEtrE traMtET-
Ilpuno4uru coser JIr Xaura: EtrKoB ucnyccrna gpenuefi 3u.naAr,r n trocJrylnrrJra Eafipouy

202 203
troBoAoM AJrf Eanlrcauusrnessofi urrBeKTuBEr <<flponnarue
Mrnepnn> (The Curse of l\Iinerva, {811). grgxnn rrpoAarr 3-4 Hecate lexata,
- trptr3pal{oB BJIoBenqaE rpesocnafi 6oruua',
troBetrureJrbHrrqa rrKoJrAyEoB, qapuqa Hoqu;
cBoro noJrJrerqrrro aurnuftcHomy rrpaBtrTeJrbcrBy, rr B
1816 rogy osa 6rrna uoMeqeEa n Epnraucxuft nryeet. trEorAa cqrraJracb n 6oruueft Jryrbr, c qeM cEffBaEo eg
Koulrenrlrs 9a4xuna upotrBBeJra ua lturca orpoMrroe ytroMrrEaEtre B coEere, rAe roBopurcE o aaBrrclrMocTll
BlreqarJrenr{e. Bngr.ruo, uMeHHo BrranorucrBoM c EeIo MOpCKTTX trpUJrtrBOB U OTJItrBOB OT JryEbI.
BLTBBaE anrrsuDlfi ltrrrepec lfultca n auTussocrtr, tronB-
JreEtre Muorux trpotrBBeAesufi ua aurfirrrryro reMarur{y IN A DREAR.NIGHTED DECEMBER
B ero TBopqecTBe.
Hanucaso n 4ena6pe 1817 ro4a. O6paqaer sa ce6s
BErrMaEEe uslrcnaurrocrb crpo(funl4 r pziplronru: y crpoa
TO HAYDON 8, 16 u 24 o4sa puSua. Ctpo{a, rocrpoeuuas tro cxeMe
aba bcccb, oco6esno. (BbIurpbIItrEaD trpu actroJrb-
Couor nanqcarr B Mapro 1817 ro4a. Xaftgou (Benjamin BoBaHEu rpexcrotrIroro fiM6a. CpeAu trpeAruecrBennrrnon
Robert Haydon, 1786-1846), auuaftcnuft xyAo'ftEnr{, Ikrca ranyro crpo{y Mrn HaItrJItr roJrbno y Honaluca,
c[eqrlaJrtrauponasmrftcr,^s I,rcropurrecnoM ]r{aupe, ucnyc- roroprrft Bp.EA nlr 6ur lturcy naBecreE; BtrocJreAcrBtrtr
crBoBeA tr MeMyaptrcr. Iturc ApylntrJr c uuM rr rrocB.firuJr ary crpo$y RyJrbrl{BtrpoBalu noro n Cyuu6epu, a ua
- M. A. Bonornr.ru n l. A.
eMy HecfioJrbxo crrrxorBoperufi. Xofigon trpoBoAuJr oR- samnx- uiiiron Illeurenu'
crleprr{By rrpu troxym(e aurrnftcnuu trpaBrrreJrbcrBoM
On4xuua u trptrBHaJr ee orpoMrryrc xyAori(ecr-
noJrJrenqtrtr II, 1r Apollo
- ad. conuqo.
BeEEyro qegrrocrr. ,{ausr.rfi coser finrc trocJraJr Xefrgony
B BuAe AOOaBJreErrfl R trpeAbrAyqeMy coEery, BErpaEra.fi WELCOME JOY AND WDLCOME SORROW
xyAornuuny 6rarogapnoctb Ba ero oncfleprtrBy. eoxpa-
EtrJrocb rrncbMo Xaft4oua n lturcy, B KoropoM xyAorn- Harucauo n 1818 rogy, Ero aaMorlarerbuoo oTlrxo-
rraR BocTopEterrHo oTsHBaeTcE oo 9TEX AByX COEeTaX. rBoperue EpI(o Bllpalrtaer ,firlaseotr{yqeulle }turca' guu-
7 Heliconian springs (trcrosnunn BAoxEoBerrrrr)) rpa-{ uerbsuas qnrara r.ra <Iloropnuuoro pan> (II'
- tro trpeAarnro, -
898-902).
Iunnonpena u Ararunna, crenaBrlrtre
c 6eorzftcHoft roprr fennxon, uocnaqeunofi Myaau. 2 Lethe's weed - Jlera s rpevecxoft uu$onornu -
13 Hesperean or Hesperus (znu Vesper) neuepnaa pena sa6neunr, nporenarorqafi n aarpo6uou qapcrBe'
area4a (nnaueta- Berepa). Cp. y Ilymnr.rna: - Brrpamemre ctauyri n Jletyr AaBHo craJlo creprnrru ([pa-
BeoJrortrBMoM Bo Bcex eBpotrelrcfiux ff3trIRax: $OrAa MLr
Hoqr cserra; n ue6ecuou rone ynorpe6raenr ero, To ErrTaxoro o6paaa- pexu y Eac,
Xo4ur Becuep eororoft... ROEeqEO, He BOBEfifiaer. ttr.rrc BcerAa oblJr r(oEfipeTerr
B cBoax troorlrqecnr{x o6paaax u trooTorfiy, B coorBercrBtru
co cBorrM MeroAolr{, roBoptrT o (BoAopocJlgx Jlemu.
ON THE SEA ..-- lepnaec (epeu, uufi., y pulrJrsE
2 Hermes' feather -
Mepnypuft) cbrn Sesca u-Maiiu, 6or ygavu z 6orarcrna,
, Coser Harrtrcan 16 anpern 1817 ro4a Bo BpeMfi noeoAntr rlocJraEeq -
6oron, nonpoBtrTeJrr, tryreruecrBel{HtrKoB, T_op-
Iturca ua ocrpoB Vafir, Ornocnrcfl K me4enpalr uoora.
roBqeB n nopon. Musorornn fipurrtrcbrBaer eMy lrBo6pe-
204
205
 reuue Jrupbr. Or onuqernopfler trpoBopcruo tr BeceJrocrb, ON.SITTING DOWN TO READ KING LEAR ONCE
uao6paxaercx n r*pmnaroft mnponononoft mJrrrre w AGAIN
KpbrJrarbrx cagAaJrlrflx orcroAa crrrefiAoxa feather.
- Coner uanrcan 22 nrnaps 1818 ro4a. B rreM ffpr(o
7 Fair and foul peMurrr4cqenrrIfl trB lllencuupa: lturca nepe4 Illencnrpou,
- Bbrparr(euo rrpenJroueuae
Fair is foul, ancl foul is fair 2 Syren uM. Siren apxauqeonaa opforpa{ur.
(Macbeth, I, l). -
14 IllecrrcrotrEarr crpona B conere, Eanr{carnoM tr.artr-
crorrnbrM qru6ou.
10 pantomime
- y aurJrrrqan repMuu (nasroMtrMaD
y Eao: ecntr Mu troA IraETo-
trMeeT IIEOe AEaSeEtre, Ilerl(eJrtr
lruuofi rrogpaayMeBaeM TearpaJrbrroe upeAcraBJlerure 6ea WHEN I HAVE FEARS
cJroB, B HOTOpOM Ar{Tepbr BoB,qeftorByror Ea BprrreJrff
ucnrlotrurefibrlo MuMuxot Ir EcecroM, AoBeAeEIrbrMII Ao
ycJroBHocTrr, To AJIE aErI[tlarr [aEToMuMa BHrrretrpuBeAeuuux o6pasqoB, EarIEoaE Iro ([eRcrrl{poB-
- seqTorrrtra,
ceM Apyroe. 9ro cIter(TaRJrb Mloau$-xoJlJlbrroro
coB-
cnoMy> RaHoEy. Orsocurcr R EeAeBpaM lturca.
qaqe Bcero ocsonaFubilft sa croxere nanoft-nu6y4b rrotry-
JIEpEoft cKagr(tr, c o6urueu BcraBEHx 6arerrnrx tr BonaJrb-
ubrx EoMepoB, co cqerraMtr $eepuuecnoro xapanrepa MODERN LOVE
n r. rr. Iuasnan trptrMaufta 4rn ny6nuru s arrnrficnofi
rraEToMtrMe xaroro-ru6y4b BrraMeuuroro Mro- 0ror'nponuuecHuft SparuetrT Harrucar B Holrqo EHBapt
- Jnlacrlre
3nR-XOJrJrbEOrO KOMtrRa UJrtr RJIOyEa, Cqerrhr O yqaoTtreM 1818 ro4a. B nou orpameuo EeAoDoJIbcrBo llnrca con-
I Itoroporo, nan trpaBtrno, c.na6o cB.Eaarrbr c ocr{oBEErM peMeEuorr eMy Aor[oTBrrreJrbHocTbro.
crorl(eroM ctrenrartrfl. Tanue nauroMtrMbr Ao cux lrop
i

craBffTc.tr s Asrfiun Ea pol$AecrBo rr tracxy.

8 common Wellingtons - TaR rraabrBaeMblo (BoJIJIUET-
c orBopoTaMrr; Irx BBen B Moly IIo6e-
roEoBcr(tre callortrD
21 Saturn (puucn, rrau#.) Catypn, 6or, nuocre4crnun Anreirb Hauoneona upn Barepuoo, repqor Benuunrron.
- 6orolr upeueuu Xpono-
orox(AecrBJreunnfi c rpeqecnrM Moga na HEx Aep,fiaJracr AoJrro: onu yrloMtrIrarorcfr v
coM, MpaqrbrM 6oxtecrsoM, cnoeft nocofi paarnvM Bce n <<Ilzrnnuncnou rry6el,{rnrerca.
}fitrBOe.
{0 Brunswiek Square - trJroqaAb n Jlon4oue.
' 21 Momus
- Mouyc, aurusnoe 6ox(ecrno cuexa.
30 yew Tv.c; B cucreMo rpaAtrqtroplrhrx o6paaon LINES ON THE MERMAID TAVERN (t820)
- troasurr cuMBoJr rrgqaJrtr, Tpaypa.
asrnnftcroft
- Hanucano B Easare (fenparn 1818 ro4a.
3t myrtles au6neua nro6au (n anruquocrrr arpz6yr
- - B non4oucnoft ranepue (Mopcnaf gena>* ua py6exe
ASpogurbr).
32 Pines and lime-trees
EtrEa, JrErra AepeBo
- c rosrttr
(BeceJloe), a
BpeEnE aurJrtrqa-
cocHa (MparIEoeD.
* 0ro naananfie rreBepuo trepeBoAurcn tro-gyccnr HaR
(pycaJrHa)) trJrrr (cupeEa>; lepBoe EeBepEo, I4oo pycaJrna
- -
33 grass-tomb ilrorrm,urrft xonu, nopocrnrft rpanofr. B cJraBtrrcr{ofi nru$onorntr ue (Mopcnaff)), a (peqnaflD
-
206 207
 XVI s XVII ctotetuft co6upanucb lroerhr' ApaMarypru
E anTepril Toro BpeMeIrIt: cap Voirrep Ponr, Tllencmp,
Ees ,[rnoucolr E MEorEe Apyflte. Tanepua <Mopcnar
Aena> 6nrna cBoeo6paBnbrM nry6ou tnteparypuoft z rea'
rpanruoft o6qecrneuuocrrr roro BpeMerru, tr4 conpeueu-
EtrRtr II
IIOgTf,I IIOCJIEAYIOqIIX trOI(OJIEEtrII trOCBETEJIU EIT
EeMaJro BAOXITOBeEHLIX CTtrXOTBOpeUTft; ne Etrx rratrucau-
soe ltnrconn eABa rIIr Ee fiytlmee.
Xapanrepuo Anff lturca rroAqepnrBaure rapo4uofi
ocuonnt uoaauu anruuficnoro Boaporxgeurr' cotrpffrr(egrfe
eJrtraaBertrrrcnux rerrueB c JlerelrAapublru o6paaou EapoA-
EOro BacryrrEERa Po6trE IyAa.
6 mine host - uplrrlsroo c HeBatraMErHbIx BpeMeE
o6paqeuue n co4epxareJrrM rocrtrIrurl, nuteftuui aare-
4euuft u r. u. (<Xoaxftna rocruuuqu> Io.rr4outr B aIrF
nuftororrr trepeBoAe oBarJIaBJreEa Mine Hostess).
6 Canary wine - nauapcnoe nuno 6truo BecbMa tro[y-
Jrspuo B eJrl{BaBertrEcnoft Aurnun; BcrIoMEtrTe' sro ero
nro6un (Danrcra([.
9 venison - oJrentrIra.
I
11. maid Marian Mapuanua, JreregAaprras nosilIo6-
rrerruafi Po6uu ly4a.-
t2 bowse - 6paxnuvarr.
12 from horn and can I{B pora u ([raru; o6a cy-
qecrBureJrbrbrx orrocaTcff- K rJraroJry bowse.
16 quill
- ryctrEoe trepo.
t? sheepskin - trepraMenr.
22 The Mermaid in the Zodiac - ltutc, orrarl$uBaflcb
or cJroBa maid, oront4ecrBJrffer BbrBecny tanepunr <Mop-
cRaE AeBaD c BoAuaxaJlbrrbrM coaBeBAtrem ,{,eam.
AeBa; cr[pena - o6paa asrrsuofi ruu([onoruq:; mermaid
?r(e, RaR r{ merman, coBAatrue alrJllrficroro {onrHlopa.
Mem4y trpoquM, B -craplrny na Pycu Mopcntrx pycaJlon
gaBbrBaJrrr (MopcRlrMtr AeBKaMrrD.
208
ROBIN HOOD
Hanr.rcauo 3 Seapanr 1818 roga, BtrAIrMo, fioq'ru oAuo-
BpeMerrrro c trpeAbrAyrqtrM crlrxorBopeutreM. B arou crn-
xbrnopeurur BrrpaBuntrcb AeMo$parurlecxue cultnartm Hut-
ca. O6paqancb r AaJreRoMy rlpomJloMy po4uofi crpalrbl,
I{ulc, n orJrtrqtre or troaroB <oaepnoft mr(oJlht), He I{AeaJIu-
Bapye" {eo4annurrft yKJraA }ntrBurr B trportrBoBec coBpe-
r4eHrroMy, rro B cpeAHeBer(oBoM trpomJroM BocrleBaeT Te
ero croporlr, B Koropbrx craabrBaercg sonbrronro6fie
HapoAa. Heuocpe4crnenunru rroBoAoM Atrff coBAaEIrfl
aToro crrrxoTBopeHn.fi $Brtfictt ItruKJr rr3 Tpex colreToB
o Po6ns ly4e, rprragrenraqzft trepy rperbecrefieuEoro
noara .{rnona lamzmrona Pefiuor4ca (John Hamilton
Reynolds, 1796-1852), Apyra ltztca, trocBflrtrBmero
Peftnor4cy HecaoJrbl(o crrrxorBopeutrft. Couerrr Peftuon-
gca o Po6un ly4e, nr4uuo, trocB*qeurr Kurcy. flpuno-
gnnn nepnrrft trB sux:
John Hamilton Reynolds
ROBIN HOOD
Robin tho outlawl Is there not a mass
Of freedom in the name?-It tolls tho story
Of clenched oaks, with branches bow'd and
noutt'
Leaning in o'er tho *rurr,
agecl beauty
Of dazed snilo on cheek of border lass -
Listening 'gainst some old gate at his strange
glory;
And of the dappled stag, struck down and gory,
Lying with nostri-l-wide in green morass.
It tells a tale of forest days-of times
That would have been most precious unto thee:
Days of undying pastoral liberty:-
Sweeter than music old of abbey chimes-
Sweet as the virtue of Shakespearian rhymes-
Days, shadowy with the magic green-wood treel
1,4-7765 209
 Friend Peftnongc 49-62 (Dunar crtrxorBopeEu.fl, EecMorpfi ga colr(&49Eua
-
L0 men knew nor rent nor leases Itnrca o EaBcerAa yllreAuefi 6nrnofi aonrnocrur aByqtrT Ma-
trMeercs B BEAy
,r(EBEb BoJrbnf,rx xte6onamqen crapofi- Asrrur (yeoman- lr(opEo.
ry), uo trJraruBltrux aeMeuruoft apenAbr. flo uenoroprru TO A LADY SEEN FOR A FEW MOMENTS AT
Qar*a4au, uMeEHo ua ftoMeros [poucxoArrJr Po6au Iy4. VAUXHALL
B XVI Befte (oropall(rdBauae BeMeJrb)), trpoBoAtrMoe
Tro4opauu, ucrpeOrlo ory ftJraccoByro npocnofixy. .(ItroncfltrpoB-
Coser sarmcaE 4 4eBpalrn 18{8 roAa tro
13 ivory ad. oxoruuwfi por. cRoMyD HaEOEy.
- n Jlou4oue, cyqecrBolaBuvft c ce-
21 seven stars coaBeaArro fl.noa4.
Ya-uxhall
peAtrrrbr -- trapn
XVII nexa 4o 1859 ro4a; uerlo6rreHEoe Mecro
- rynnuuf,.
- ryq Ilonaplroft aBeBAbr.
22 polar ray
TO THE NILE
24 Little John ,{xtou, oAtrE us ronapurqefi
- Manrorna
Po6lru ly4a, myrJrrrBo upoaBauubrt Tan Ba rnraurcnzft Coser ranrcan 4 {enpans 18{8 ro4a. B oror Aerrb It
pocr u orpoMrryrc cilJry. JIn Xanry rrpumJlr[ B rocrtr Kurc u IIIern[, tr Xaur-npeA-
33 morris morys (Manpzrarrcnu{), cra- JrorrtnJl ycrpotrTb rroorusecxufi Kogr{ypc: xax*gnrft IrB
- llcflopseuuoe
pzunnrft rporecnunrft raueq, flfto6rr npume4muft n Aurfiuro npncyrcrnyroqux troaroB AoJIrr{eE 6un nalucarb correT
c Bocrona. o- Hine. ilpunopnvr collerbl, Earruoausl'Ie IIIernu ll JIU
Xaurolr.
34 the song of Gamelyn - cpeAueBenoBafl rroatra Corer IIIenuu:
The Tale ol Gamelyn (cepe4ma XIV n.). Iepoft ee, - TO TIIE NILI]
Iauenuu, MfiaArrrrft rre rpex cbrlroBeft pblqapg, orpa6neu-
E6Ift u onJreBeranrrnfi crapmun 6parou, 6emur s uec u Month alter monl.h the sather'd rains descend,
craaoBtrTc.E arauanoM pas6ofiuuHon. Ilocne urorzx ne- Drenching your sdcrot ,lEthiopian dells,
prueruft eMy yAaercff oroMcrurb HoBaprroMy 6pary u And from the Desert's ice-girt pinnacles,
BOCCTaHOBETb CBOrr fipaBa.
Where Frost anil Heat in strange embraces blend
floeua (npruo rrJru aocBenuo) 6nrna oAEuM uB crcrr{er- On Atlas, fields of moist snow half depend'
Hbrx ucroqEtrRoB RoMeAru Illencnnpa (ftaft BaM aro Giit there with blasts and meteors, Tempest clwells
rroupaBrrrcfiD. Bcuotr.tuare, qro B Ter(cre noMeAtrn yrroMn- By Nile's atirial urn, wit,h rapid spells
rraercfi uur Po6lru ly4a. Ureins iis waters to their mightv end.
48 hard money rrailusuue Aeubru. O'6r Esvpt's lauil of memorv-flo6ds are level,
- [n? tnev are thine, O Nilel antl well thou knowost
53 Lincoln greon airs'antl flasts of evil,,
That soul-sustiining-ancl
- fisnnorr,Ecfioe
Roroporo rrrrJru oAerr{Ay
BeJrerroe cynno, rra
JrroArr Po6rn ly4a,
Antl fruits poisons spring where'er thou
flowest.
55 tight
- BA. rre uAuoMar[rrecHoe (nr,snsrfi), Ho (Bl{o- Beware, O manl {or knowletlge must to thee,
ponnrfi, 4roxnft>. Like the great flood to Egypt, ever be'

210 211
 Cosec JIu, Xarra:
THE NILE
It-. flows through old. hush'd .Ogypt and its sands,
Like some grqve- .mighty thought threading a dream;
And times and things, as in that vision. seem
Keeping along it their otornal stands.-'
Caves, pillars, pyramids, the shepherd bands
Thatr roam'd thiough the young wbrld, the glory extreme
Of.high Sesostris, and that so'uthern'beam".
Tbe laughing queen that caught the worlcl's'Ereat, hands.
Then^ comes_a mi-ghtier silelc-e, stern and strong,
As world left empty of its throng,
_of -a
Antl the void weighs -on us; and then"we wake,
Ancl hear the fruitful stream lapsins alons
'Twixt villages, and think how we sh"all tak-e
Our own calm journey on for human sake.
TO SPENSER
Coner sanrrcan 5 Senpars 1818 ro4a. Henorophre rrc-
cJleAoBareJrrr oruocffT ero n 6onee panrreMy trepuoAy u
oobeAuError c correraMrr, trocBrlqerrubrMu Eaftpouy n gar-
reprony. 3ro.np_egno.nox(eEtre uomer 6r,rrr, onponeprnyto
reM, qro 4o 1818.ro4a lturc He fitrcaJr coneroi tro (men-
otrupoBcRoMyD naEorry.
I jealous
- BA., paoyMeercs, ue (peBnuBbrft>,
IIOCTEbIID).
5 Elfin Poet uMeercs B BnAy 111060B6 Cuencepa
-
cfiaaoqubrM o6paaaM,_norophre qacro Bcrpesarorcff
trpotrBBeAeHa.sx, oco6euuo a <ltopotene -$eft>.
BLUEI 'TIS THE LIFE OF HEAVEN
_ Coser Harmcarr 8 Senpatx 1818 ro4a B orBer Ea correr
,{mona^IarwuJrbroEa Pefrnon4ca (cu. nsrme). flpllro4uu
couer Pefirol4ca qeJrnnoM:
212
Sweet poets of the gentle antique line,
That made the hue of beauty all etorne;
And gave earth's melodies a silver turn,-
Where did you steal your art so right divine?
Sweetly you memoried every golde.n twine
-Of'your
ladies' tresses:-teach me how to spurn
Deaih's lone decaying and oblivion stern
From the sweet foreheacl of a lady mine.
The golden clusters of enamouring hair
- Glow'd in poetic pic[ures sweetly well;-
Whv not tresses iiusk. that are so fair
" shoukl
On the live brow, hav6 an eternal spell
In noesv?-dark eves are dearer far
' fhan those" that mock the hyacinthine-bell.
JLo6ouurso cpaBul{rb aror couer }ftrtca co crnxorBo-
perrtreM flyrrxuua <Ee rraga> (1828), HarrncanubrM B orBer
rta crr.rxoraopeufie fI. A. Bgaeucnoro <rlepunre ouurl.
2 Cynthia rryua.
-
WHAT THE THRUSH SAID
Coxpauzrcn pEA rlrlceM firarca H Peftnongcy. B o4no ua
nux, garrporauuoe 19 Qenparr 1811roAa, Bnrloqen Eac-
a <pen- rosmJ,lft crnxorBopHr,rt {parrvreut. Or osesr trHrepeces
AJrff cruxoBeAa. tr{arectuo, qro Bo BpeME rrelrun ApoBA
troBTopffeT Ralfi,qylo Tpeilb, sTo sAecb E BErpa?fieEo cpeA-
B
H
ero cTBaruu cTtrxa: trfiTafl cTpoRa troBTopffeT KoHcTpyRq4ro
fiepnoft, BocbNrafl
- vetneptoft, ABeEaAqaraE
- AecE-
rofi, a gesrratr u oArrnua[qaras crponu noo6qe r{AeETuq-
urr. Itporue roro, aro crpona Moryr paccMarpuBarbcr Kar(
uurepecnefimnft noarusecrnft anctreptrMeuT fturca, a
uepu$ruonarroro conera;
r{MeEEo Haft trorlbrrna coaAanrrf
fiollrtrMo TpaAzqnoEHbrx seTbrpHaAqaTu cTpoR, B eToM
(pparlreure ua6mo4aetca xapanrepuoe AJrff corera ABI{-
,fiEEtrE TEIIT.
213
 TO HOMER Bepraer o4no6onoe npeAcraDJrelrue o lturce r{ar o (Mpa-
MobEoMD fioare' tIy,+(AoM Bcefo EeMEoro'
O garnporre aroro corera MEeEn.n uccJle4oBareJleft pac- I, 3 tight ad. a4opona-n' qBeryqafl'
xoArrrcf. Henoropne csfiTalor, qro couer rrafitrcan Ao -
Brrar{oMcrBa c nepeBoAoM rlenuoua, u o6ocuonblsaror Dro II, 1 Meads - Earruron rrB MeAa c BoAofi'
cJroraMu 'giant ignorance' trB nepnoft crponrl ,{pyrne II,2 lunkets - rBopor co cMetasofi.
cquraror, qro coner Earltrcau s 1818 roAy u nropoft narper
flBEo ynaabrBaer rra BsanoMcrBo }turca c fouepou, a
BblmetrpuBeAeErrle cJIoBa f par(Tyror RaR comaJleure Iftltca ON VISITING THE TOMB OF BURNS
o EeBoaMornnocru qurarb lolvrepa B optrrruane. Btopoe
ToJrroBarrue Rarr(ercfi nau 6onee BepHbrM. grru coretolt' EarrucaEELrM 2 ntottr. 1818 ro4a' ornpbl-
2 Cyclades Krxnagrr, ocrpoBa n 0refreHotr uope; Baercff qunJr crtrxoB ltutca o lllorfian/{tTu'
qeurpanrnrrfi - IrB IIItx gnr ApeBEtrx aJr- Muuoc, ciuu 3eaca, qapP u aar(oroAareJrb
tuuo-n ocrpon ,{enoc, rAs - cBrrqeuablft
EaxoAtrrcs BlraMerrl4Tbrft xparu
9 Minos-wise
Itpura; -
trocJre cMeprn cyAbs r aarpo6nou qapcrBe'
Anornona. -
tl 9ry crpoay anrnuftcnuft uoor rr xy4omrun {aute MEG MERRILIES
ta6puanr Poccerru (Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 1828-1882)
CTIIITAJI OAIIOII II8 NYSItrtrX BO BCEI{ MI,IPOBOII trOa3trtr. lVler lVlenprttra. crapafl qbIraIIKa nopcouair( poMana
- (Guy lllannering,
gamrepa'drotta aftifr Nlauuepurr>
THE HUMAN SEASONS 1815). Itutc [ocJIaJI aro crllxorBopenlre B rlncbMe R cecrpo
Ons;rcec (Frances Koats, 1803-1889) , co- cIIoBaMIr:

Coner uanqcag B Mapre 1818 ro4a. flouulto (mexctrtr-
poBcnoroD crpo$nuecHoro Karroua, oE EatroMxuaot IIIex-
cuupa u trptrEqurroM trocrpoeEtrE o6paaon (o6parrte nnu-
Marrtre Ea cMerryro Ao AepBocrrr uera(popy ctpon 5-7), u
qerroft a$opucrnurocrrro. O4uo rB n)rumnx cruxorBope-
uufr ftzrca.
SWEET IS THE GREETING OF EYES
llarucaso 28 w:r:r,n 1818 ro4a.
THE DEVON MAID
Hanncaso 2l uapra 18{8 ro4a B rpaAtrrlnax asruuftcxo-
ro ifofibfifiopa. Dro crtrxorBopenue y6e4rrerrno oupo-
';*r--"i. in the midst bf I\Ieg Merrilies'country"
txetcr"u" po*^"" Cxorra upouciognr n onpyre [au-
{puc).
VII, t Margaret Queen-Mapraprrra Auxiy-f,Icnar (1430-
1482\,ffiera aErtuftcnoro RopoJIfi leupraxa vl' EeyroMnMaff
vqacrEuqa uemAoyco6llq treptroAa so-fiEhr Arof tr beilou
b;;; (d. ractbpiuecxne xpouuxr Illencnrpa <Ieupnx
VI> r <PrqaP4 III>).
YII, 4 chip hat - nJrereEas mrrarla'
A SONG ABOUT MYSELF
lla roro lxe rrrrcbMa fi cecrpe' rrro u rlpeAhlAyqee cttr-
xorBopeuue. Eluncrseuubrfi o6paae4 myrosubrx crrrxoB
Itnrca-, snfircseHsb]ft n uam c6oprfiR. Ctuxotsopeuue or-

214 215
rtrsaercn yArrBrrreJrr,Hoft rerxocrrro tr HetrptrEylr{Aerr- 5 goudhair'd:gold-haired.
Eocrbro B coseranr.ru c 6necraqefr nepcu(punaqnouuofi 5 yeve:give.
rexuunofi.
6 Ane:one.
I, 14 Comb ditto:a hair comb.
20 shallop (noam.)
17 split Ol - JrerRaE rroAxa.
- nryro'rnar pr.r$nernas Harsrxaa. 21 Rab:Rob
- yMegr'mtrrerlblroe ot Robert.
19 at's:at his
22 Mither:Mother.
21 to follow one's nose r4ArroMa, o3uasaroqat (trATr
rrp,EMo, ITIIRyAa Ee cBopas[BaED, - 23 adown:down.
lI, 16-17 ghostes And postes - apxarrrecnax opSo- 24 togither:together.
rpa$ur, aAecb yflorpe6reRuas trpoHurrecRrr. 25 wrappit:wrapped.
28 Och
- Melr(AoMerrre, xapanreprroe AJrE morrrarrAqeB. 26 fra: from.
III, 17 20 Miller's thumb
-tittlebat - 6uqnr. 27 wi':with.
KoJrrorrrna.
Minnows - fiecnapu. 30 Brithers:Brothers.
- 32 mony ithers:many others.
30-34 ?I4zoruy 'to make a pretty kettle of frsh', ro-
ropoft coornercrByer pyccfta.fi (BaBaptrTb xopomyrc Halrry)), 35 braw:handsome, gaily dressed.
Iturc myrJrtrBo ynorpe6nre:r n 6ynnamuoM Buaqentru. 35 daffed:thrust aside.
IV, 24 tr{4rroMe 'to stantl in one's shoes' coorBer- 36 coud na:could not.
crByer pyccnaff ((crarb, xar nnonannr,rft>.
37 gane ftsms:gsne homc.
39 An':and.
A GALLOWAY SONG

ltzrc upnno,qrrr ary 6arna4y B rllrcbMe n 6pary Tony, TO AILSA ROCK

AarrrpoBaHEorvr 10 nors 1818 roAa. [taH ronopzrcfi B rrrrcb-
Me, oEa rrarTucaEa ArreM paEbme IIoA BtreqarreH[e]4 BcTpesu B ynournyroM Bbrme fiucbMe n 6pary ltrrc raH orlucEr-
co cnage6uoft upoqeccueft. Tenct 6alnaAbr o6trJrr,Ho yc- BaeT cBoe Bocxotr{AeHrle B ropbl:
rraqeE moTJraEAcntrMa AIraJreKTIr3MaME.
'...we had a grailual ascent ancl got among the tops
I ken:know. of the Mountains whence in a little time I descriecl in
2 oure:over. the Sea Ailsa Rock 940 feet high-it was 15 miles dis-
tant and seemed close upon us. The effect of Ailsa with
3 craggies:crags. the peculiar perspective of the Sea in connection witrh
4 mossie:mossy. the ground we stootl on, and the misty rain then falling

217
216
gave me a complete Idsa of a deluge. Ailsa struck me ctrrcE K CrExy mel{cllrpa, KaR-IIyItrr(trECr(IIft n Aoprfia-
very suclclenly-really I was alittle alarmetl.' BrEcRoMy. Brusmre nosiusecRoft r(yJIBTypbI EoMosra u
(Dreruepl rBcrBeEHo cr(aoaJlocb Ea pffAe cruxornopeuufi
Hume Iturc trpuBoAur oror coner u cpaBy trocJre Eero I(urca.
IIUMET:
Jlasuoe cruxorBopen-rre MolItEo rpanToBarb 6oree mupo-
'This is the only sonnet of any worth I have of late Ho,'ueu o6paqeure-n Bououry u (D.neruepy: a4ecr l(urc
written-I hope you will like it.' BbrpaH(aeT MEeEUe O TOM' r(afitrM AOn}IteE bLlrb troar Bo'
ooqe.
WRITTEN IN THE COTTAGE WHERE BURNS O6parure BEtrMaEtre Ea ro, sro Ror[troatrqtrfl eroro crs-
WAS BORN xoTBopeEufi coBtraAaeT c aoMuo3rquell cTtrxoTBopeEtrE
Lines' on the foIermniil Tauern.
Coner Earrucau 1l urcng 1818 ro4a. B uucr,ue or 18
nroJrn n cBoeMy rrptrETeJrro, cBgqerrrrlny Eer4mauuuy
Batrn (Benjamin Bailey, 1791?-{853?), Itzrc-npeue6pe- BRIGHT STAR
xtarerbso oTSbIBaeTcE oo EToM coEere tr coooqaer, qro
yrutlrorrtun ero. B
roM ,fie fitrcbMe orr trpnBoArrr cBoo Couet rartrcan s 1819 rogy. ,{,atrpoBna ero roquo Ee
cruxorBopeuue n 48 crpon, ga Eam EBrJrfiA, BuarrureJrbuo ycraEoBJIeEa. Heroropnro trccJleAoBareJlu rlpeAtroJrararor'
ycrytrarcrqee couery rro rrogrtrqecntrM AocrorrEcrnau. It qro oE EarrEcaE B arlpeJre, geRoTophre ,I(e cqfiTarorr qro
csacrbro, coEor coxpaEEJrcff. oto caunrft nocuegnnfi coner ltllrca.
5 Barley-bree-Barley brew-nucnn. Halueras sa 6ar- 4 Eremite:hermit.
ra4y Eepuca ,Iohn Barleycorn, I\nrc crrtrraer, qro uMeEEo
aruM EarrnrltoM HatroJIEeE <noorusecfififi 6oHal> mot- TO SLEEP
JTaFACIIOIO IOATa.
Coser Ealrucatr B anperre 18tg ro/{a. O6paao4
BARDS OF PASSION AND OF MIRTH
conera, ero pulfueuran
EetrpaBffJrbEoro cxcMa:
an'abcdcilacefef.'
' Hanrcauo n geHa6pe 1818 roga.
(Dpaucrc Eoruout (Francis Beaumont, 1584-1616) u LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI
flxtoa (Drervep (John Fletcher, '1,575-1625), anruuficnae
ApaMarypru rroBAuero Boapom4euun, qacro rrtrcaBmue B Hanrcauo 28 anperr 1819 ro4a. B ocuony erofi 6a[-
coaBropcrBe. Pr4 zx npouane4enuft rrepeBeAeu Ea pyc- Jratrbl troJrox(eu MortrB, BatrMcrBoBalrurri na cpe4resexosofi
cnnft rar,rn; oco6o cnegyer orMertrrb 6nrcrarensunrft uepe- nposa"cailr'cnoft u SpauqyscHot uoaaun. La belle clame
Bon noMeAuE (Dueruepa <?Icnaucrurft cBsqerrnr(>, BbrrroJr- sans merci Ilpenpacuan ,{aua, Ee Bnaroqan MuJlocep-
uesrnt M. JI. Jloauucnulu. EuE,
-
Tarc oBarJIaBJreEa trooMa {pauqyacnoro roora Ale-
'(Drerqepa, -
flsecu Bououra r Blrpax(aroqrre mgeoJro- ra [Iaprre (Alain Chartier, t385-1429); ee anr.nnftcHufi
rzlo aurnaficnofi apucronpartrtr, qacro fioBepxnocrar,r LI nepeno4 onrro BpeMff omu6osuo nptrrrucrrBaJrlr 9ocepy'
JrerxoBecnbr. llx gocrouucrBo - yAr.rBtrTeJrbrro lrernnft n B xsnre cruxoB B. ff. Eprccosa (Bce EatreBbrD lroMeqeEo
upoapauurrft crux, noropbrft, roaopr oqesb yciloBuo, oruo- efo crnxorBopeutre, EaBeasuoe nogauefi Cpe4nenenonra:
218 219
LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI
"fi ne uoHprur Jrrrqa aa6panonr,
He no4nxn rBepAoro qura, -
fl m4ar oArrr, rraA TeMEsn\{ BaJroM,
Ige ganr 6eslronnua u trycra.
fl asan: (Crpera qylrtoro crarra,
B3recucr, Il Etrr3r{b tuolo cnocu!
Tr,r uue flpeAcrarrb Bo MrJre ryMaua,
La belle dame sans merci>.
Caepnrar .n rafturro o6pagr,r
flpe4 arrapeM B MoJrqaube BaJr.
Ilpexpacnoft ,{arurr 6ea rordaAlr
fl sesHbrft rrprrapax BaHJrr4HaJr:
<flnucr, r{aK Mecgq ttaA fierraJrbro,
Moft nprronop rporranecr{,
flponan MHe cepAr{e tepuofi craJrbro,
La belle dame sans merci!,>
Borpeuar fi Jrrrx, na rsoft uoxolxuft,
3a uuu crper\{trJr noxopnuft uyrr,
FtaH na Hocrep, BcxoAtrJr Ea Jrox(e,
ltan u n"naxy, rrourrraJr Ea rpyAb.
<Colxrn MeHfl trocJreAueii crpacrr,ro
tr{rr, n crporuft xotrog BoBrrecr{,
Tnoeii xovy ytffrtbcfr BJracrr,ro,
La belle dame sans merci!>
Ho mna Tbr, roA Ba roAoM, MrrMo,
He4ocrramnlrofi , ueSeurofi ,
Hu paey rr,r, ueylrotuuoft,
Itax Pon, rre craJra npego unoft!
flplr4r, orrreM lrro6rn u uynu
-
Bo une Bce mamAr,r fioracu,
tr{ nolpyr4 MHe B cepnqe pynrr,
La bello dame sans merci!
(re07)
220
, La belle dame sans merci anepnrre ytroMlluaercs ltur-
coM B.troeMe (ItariyH cn. Arneccr,r> (XTXIII' 4)' Bu4gIuo'
BtrOCJleACTBrrr oH cqeJl oror BJroBen{[ft o6pao AocroftIrbrM
6o;ree uo,qpo6roft paBpa6ornu.
ON FAME
9rr gaa correra lralrucalrlr B arrpeJre 1819 roga, uep-
Bbrft
- rro
(mer{crrrrpoBcnoMyD aauony, Bropoii
- o6pa-
Beq EetrpaBtrJrbHoro coltera.
I, 9 Gipsy ... Nilus-born - B cpeAutre-Ber{a rlbrran
omu6osso cqtrTaJru BbrxoAqaMtr Ea Erlrl:ra. Cauo asrnuft-
onoe cJroBo gipsy
- uclopqeHrroe Egyptian'
10 Sister-in-law to iealous Potiphar - ((erutrer-
I,
cnoe) trporrcxo,+(Aenrre rlhrrau accoqlrl{pyercrr y l(urca
c 6v6nekct<mM o6paaoM tHeEEr fleure$pur (tlotu$apa).
B XXXIX rrane Knuru Enru.s rloBecrByerc.E o roM'
aan ffieua 6u6ueftcxoro lro;rbMolfia Iloure(fpur rlbllaJracb
co6naanurr tr{ocu$a; fiorAa efr- oro ue ygaJl-ocb, oua o6Btr-
EtrJra tr4oorr6a n nbnnrHe oe o6octlecrl'ITr' Flaannan Cnary
cBosseuraqeft lleure([rpun, I{urc nptrnucr;Il}nor oii rlop'r'r'I
BepoJroMcTBa tr noAJrocTu.
II, 8 grot BM. grotto - uoorrraM.
ON THE SONNET
Harutcano B arrpeJre 1819 roga. Crraxotnoprr,rii ancuopu-
ueur ltnrca, flotrbrrna uafirn prfnteulrylo oxoMy couera
'more interwoven and complete'. 3ra nom,ttra pe{oprrtu
correTa Ee yBeEqafiacb yctrexoM tr IIe HamJIa IIpoAoJI]I{aTe-
neft. Hecuotpff Ea orrrocrrreJrbuyro EeyAarry' crtrxorBope-
HEe trETepecno nan cBlrAereJrbcrBo rBopqocrtux ucnarraft
Iturca: ueupenaofi4ennrrfi lractep cor{era, orl u0 ocra]IaB-
JrtrBaJrcf rra AocTurHyToM tr ucHaJI B noaBIII'I IIOBIiI0 fiyTrr.
tereugapur'rft $pllruficnlrit qaps,
11 Midas
- Mn4ac,
oriltrqaBmtrfics qpeBMepubru gnaronrc6r'reM Ir MaJrlIM yMoM.
221
 5q1 IIau uo ero upocr6e cua6gu.n oro AapoM trpeBpaqarb uo9Ta; ,qpyrl{e uccJleAoBaTefig cRtlosuEr csETaTb, qTo Bce
B BoJIoro Bce, qero oE Itoclrercrr. Ovenr-crop6 aroT AByorurtrtre BErpaEraer (ypoKD rpeq€cRoft ypEhr. Bropoo
Easafi trpuqfiuarr Mn4aoy EeEMoBepEbro crfagauur, Aap TOJIItoBaEIIe upeACTaBJIgeTC.E EaM OOJIee trpaBIIJIbIIbIM.

' oDE ON A GRECTAN URN (1820) oDE ON MELANCHOLY (1820)

llanncaua B Mae 1819 roAa. (OAa MeJrauxonrr) tr (OAa

Hanr,rcaua n uao 18tg ro4a.
coJroBbro)) B orJruqEe or (oAtrr rpesecRoft ypEe) uao6uJlyloT
_, B napno rronAorrcnoro ABopqa Xon.naug Xaye (Holland o6paaaun cJryxoBbrMr{, octr3areJrbEbrMr,I u Aarfie (Bnyco-
House), Ipy-{gAJrg5ggero poa} 6apouon'ko.,uiauA a 6618_ BBrMrrD (cM. III, 7-8). Ecnr s <rO4e rpeuecnoft ypHeD
meMy B XVIII-XIX serax MecroM, r4e co6rpa;rtrcb MEo_
I(nrc (cnyJrbrrropD, To aAecb orl (RoJroprlcr>.
rr{e Ao.aroJrrl rroJrldrrnrtl, ntrTeparyptrr z ncHyCcrna, ctozr -
aETEqrlaE MpaMopuar. naaa c 6ape.rrterpunu llao6paxeureu I, 2 wolf 's-bane - BoJrqbu .firoAr,r.
ApeBEerr pofiurfioauotr flpoqe_c^cuu. flo sceft Bepofirtocru,
aMeuuo..osa rr BAoxEoBuJra Kgtca Ea coaAaarre oABr, ffB- I, 4 nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine - paBuo-
rrroqeftcr eABa Jrtr ue nefiusafimurvr me4enpou oosra.'Ola BTAHOCTb oeJIJIaAOrrHbr, paoTerrue c ffAoBUTbIMa flroAaMrr,
coBepm€rrna rro rrracrzquocru uao6paxeutrff; c trepBbrx rrB r(oroporo, to o6paanoruy fipeAcraBJrouuro ]tnrca, roro-
orporc ltzrc- cnoHoftuo-roprfiecrsenuofr nuronaqueft irnia Br4rcE DrrHo B Barpo6rroM qapcrBe. flpoaepurarra
coaAaer e{{err (cr(yJrbtrrypuocrrr), (MpaMopnocru,l. flpr - rroBe-
JrureJrr,urrqa Earpo6uoro Mrrpa B pr,rMcnoft rvru([onortm (y
ooJree DE[MareJrbEoM qrertru BtrAEo, qro aror e$fent rperoB Ilepcofona).
Aocrtrraercs, troMuMo yuorpe6.ueuus <shrconofiD reiiuxa -
I{ ptrTMo-MeJroArrecnux xoAoB, eqe o4uuru Hpafiue [poc_ I, 5 rosary of yew-borries - Itan 6r,uo cltuaalro BriIuIo,
rr,na r.r 4eftcrnerrubrM cpeAcrBoM: B rencre o4d rrer Etr oA_ rrrc crrMBoJr Tpaypa, nealaJrl4; cAeJraTh rloTl(u I4B ,II'0A
HOrO HoJroprrcTr.rqecRoro otrpeAeJreErrs. rraca- (n, cre4onare*r'r.ro, [epe6l4pau ux)
Oga anrrercr uporpaunrnbrM cruxorBopeuaeM lturca, pasMhrrtrJrfrTb o cMcpTff .
- Ileilpecralrrro
JIyqmuM BEIpaE(eErreM elo lloaruqecKoro npeAo.
I, 1 9ra crpor(a mornpoBaJra Henoroplrx coBpeMeurra-
I, 6 death-moth - 6a6osfta (MeprBarl roJIoBa).
ROB trO9TA. I, 6-7 flcuxeR (gyrra) qacro oJrurlerBoptrfiacb IIe roJlr,-
I, 7 Tempe TeMna, AoJruna I @eccalulr, B ApeBuocrrr
no n o6paae nperpacuoft AeBrr, rro n n o6paae 6a6oqnu.
-
cJraBlrBmasc.E cnoeft rpacorofi. Vuolruuaerin y Mnorux
AETTIIHbIX trOETOB.
I, 8 rnysteries - a0. raurrcrBa, o6pr4rr.
V, 9-10 B srux AByx crponax Bbrpalxeuo ocreruqecftoe II, 7 globed peonies - mapoo6paaqbre rruonr,r.
HpeAortroora. B z,agavvu 1820 ro,ua cfona Beauty is truih, IlI, t-2 Beauty... his lips - e4. <Itpacora) - My*(-
truth beauty or,TJItr aaHJrroqeHEr B RaBErsRn, a B pyKorrncfx cftoro poAa.
nlzBbrqen ner:. HenoroprJe LrccJreAoBarerru cuu-raror, vro
(oopaqeErreD ypEtrr K JrrcA.filt{ Orpal{nrll{Baercs III, 6 sovran BM. sovereign apxansecnafl op(borpa-
cJroBaMA,
saRJIIOqefiELIMr4 B fiaBElqKtr, a AaJIBme cJreAyIoT cJroBa drus.
-
ttt 223
 ., QDE TO. A, NIGIITINGALE (t820) THE DAY IS GONE
Hauzcana n lrae IgIg ro4a.
Couer rranlr:au 10 oxrs6pr 1819 ro4a. 9ro oArlo rra
VII, 4 clown nouequo, rre <rrJroyur, a (Rpecrr,_fiHuu, lrrrorfix crrrxo?Bopeuuit, tocnnqeunrrx l{nrcou cBoerl He-
cMepAD. - secre {Dennn Epon (Fanny Brawne, 1800-1865; nog-
po6nee o (Daunu Epon cm, npegrcronue). Oua nio6lrna
yII, .6 7 Ruth MoaBrrrffrrfia pyft, repou nn. 6n6_ Itnrca, orrrocrrJracb r( rreMy c 6oilr,uoft uexrocrbro u
-
neftcroft <I{nr,rur pvfir>; uactnruft 6oi;;'B;;d yBnAeJr ee, ysacrreM, xoT.g, BuArrMo, r{ He rlolruMara n noruoft nepe,
^na-ero tITo oH ripeAcraBJrfler co6oii Rafl uoar. CoxpantrJrucb rmcb-
T:"{1*9"i_p36oraai trorre, no.nrc6ra.n ee x errrrrrcfl
rra Herr; co noToMKoM 6rrn qapr'.(aua4, }fi ua Hrrrca H (Dannlr Epou, uo noropbl\{ nromer 6nrr, npo-
cJlelr(eua rporareJrbnaa rrcroplr.E rrx oruorrreurrft. [tor4a
I
a Rolrqe XIX sexa ux trpoAaJrrr c aynqrrona, Ocrap Valir4
A PARTY OF LOVERS IIAIII4CAJI COHET:

Hanucauo 17 ceuralpn {Blg roga. Jho6our,rrno

craBr.rrr aro crrdxorRopenue c cono_ ON THE RECENT SALE BY AUCTION OF KEATS'
npai,iuelrrou tui-oae"n Loii.
Crlrxornopeuzu r".rrrric" xpnrili LOVE LETTERS
BOJILCTBa HeAo_
- trOOTa COBDeT EMY"u"garaou.ruoM
MEtr{AECI{I1M YHJIAAOM These aro the letters which Endymion wrote
*;;;;, #;;;#"J'#EEIIbIM
uapn&crr{eocnoe o6ErrpbrBarrtre uMeE
F;;;o'" E6;;;;: To ono ho lovcd in secrct, and apalt.
And now tho brawlers of l,ho auction mart
14 snuffers qr4rrqbr AJr.fl cnrrMautrrr Harapa Bargain and bid for oach poor blottcd lotc,
- co cBeqrr. Aye! for each soparate pulso of parosiou quoto
cauliflower, winding_sheet _ cneqnue The merchant's prico. I think thcy lovc not art
-.15-{6
BBI. onlrr.r_ Who break the crystal of a poot's heart
That small and sickly eyes may glare and gloat.
Is it not said that many years ago,
l
TO AUTUMN (1820) In a far Eastern town, some soldiers ran
With torches through the midnight, and began
Hanlrcarro lg ceurx6px lglg ro4a. B <craptre uexn>l To wrangle for mean raiment, and to tiuow
oAuvecrtort Sopuu lfurtc n.rrnn (goBoe
Brrno) _
pearucrtrq'ocrq_z ra6rro4uruouooari-ri"yr"rurru_
Dice for the garments of a wretched rnan,
''oe ''o ofitrca'rde Not knowing the God's wonder, or I-Iis woe?
91L1g_rcxot trprrpoA'r. xupu"r.p"6l'irJ"ii"?r"" o..""
TYa"na roMy accoqrMpy€rcx y c' o6paailrr yBntaFlnn,
^Ituria
no4o6aoro. 0ro
_9Y9ptr
rraqaJro rroBoro gratra
cruxor"bp.o"e uou*.rrye, LINES TO FANNY
B TBopsecrBe t{urica,--na noropnrfr
lg?]-9Auu Bcryur(rr, oArar(o 6oreanr I{anucano n oHra6pe 1819 rola. Hosrre reEAerrqull
eMy Aocrllqb rroBbrx Bepmnrr tro3Brrtr. " "*r$ri-rro*.*uou s rnopuecree ltrrrca uoiHno ycMorperb B To[4, rrro B JrIo-
6onuoM crrrxorBopeHtrn oE coaAaer (uavrrax co crpol{u
224
75-1765 225
 2 palmer
- ruIJrlrrprrM (noanparqaron{uftcn va flanec- XIII
Trrrrbr c rraJrbMoBoft aemrro). Cpanneuze srro6renuoro c
rrrrJrrrrprrMoM pacflpocrpaueuo s aurfinfrcnofi uosauu eno- 3 Dido cM, rrplrMerrarlre ft crlrxorBopeuurc Imttatlon
xn Boepom4enns; ecrv. Bssrb roJrbno lllencuupa, to ol -
Spenser, crp. 193.
Molr(rro BctroMuurb, sro B oAerfiAe naJroMnnna PoMeo uAer
Ea 6ar H ltauyaerru; o noatro6:reErroM B oAeffEutr nuJrrr- XIV-XVII
rpr{Ma rroer 6eayuuaa Oqperurx; rrecnoJrbxo crtrxorBope-
nuft llleHcnupa 6burr,r Exfiroqeur,I r c6opxlct The Passion- O6rusnrefir,rgre co\r{aJrbuble Morr4BbI, BBeAeIrIrbIe B oTu
ate Filgrim (1599): crpoa[rr, y EonHarvo orcyrcrByror, dIIyMEbIe rfa6pnxu>
r{ (maxrbr, ocBeqaeMrre tpaneraw> (XIV), EBEo alraxpo-
III rrr(crr4qHEr. B crarse o ItETce, HarlrlcaEEot It cToJrerulo
co AH.E cMeprrr rroora, EepEapA IIIoy o6bflBuil oru crpo$bl
5 as her vesperg rax ?Re peryJr.Eprro, naH tr4aa6onaa a6co;rrorno coorBercrByromJrMu (ftamtranyl Maprca tr,qa-
[oceqaJra Derreputre- 6oroo.nyxenr.rr (vespers). E(e (6ofibtrIeBncrcnsMlrD (cnt. nuury A. A. EuuctparoBoft
(Hac[eAue aurnuftcnoro poMartugMa a coBpeMerrEocrb)'
V crp, 443-444). IIIoy, Korrequo, cnrrbrro rpeVBernqrfi;
1.-2 ,,. cheek the rose's just domain
Fell sick within rro HecoMEeEIro, IITo B aTux oRTaBax oTpaBuJlocb oTlroure-
nocxo4aquft H flerpapne lraoqpennut o6paa u 4yxe Perec-- sue Iturca Ro sce 6ofiee npeuuyqeMy RallaraJMcrtrrrecxoMy
caEca. ynJraAy ,r(rrBHIr B coBpeMerlHoft en'ry Anraun.
IX
XV
5-6 trrqe oArru uabrcnarurrft o6paa B Ayxe Peueccauca.
5 darts aI. roarr.rsecroo darts <gporarD o6oBuaqaer
X -
(raprryHbrD. Pasuax ropnoBbrx npeArlpuFruil 6parroa trlaa-
6enml gnr llrarran XIV ner*a afiaxlonl4crnqelr.
6 honey'd dart crpena l(ynuAoua.
-
XI XVI
t-4 Heo6u.rrloe AJrJr onraBbl troBTopeutre crpor BtrJrorb flmrrparnoe lroBropeutre pnropl4qecroro Bonpoca yclr-
Ao trprrMeueutrfi TaBroJrorusecxot pn{uu. TaHoft peannft JilrBaer rEeB aBTopcRoI{ trIrroHaqlltr.
r(perr B cTopoHy o? oItTaBEOTO KaEOHa ycEJrrrBaeT gKcrrpec-
crBrrocrb crpo{rr. 3 orange-mounts upunaArrer+(arqtre 6patrru tr{aa6en-
-
JrBl xoJrMbI, rloRpbrTSre a[eJIbcnEoBBIME AepeBbSMIr'
XII oAEE tr3 IICTOqETROB UX nOXOAa, -
7 Theseus'_,spouse qapeBrra Apua4ua, Aosb Kpur- 4 lazat stairs - or lazar (fipomatr{euHblfi>; agecr oro
cnoro qap.E Mnnoca, - Roropafi uouorta Teaelo uponuH- orrpeAeJreutre Mot*er 6rrrr uctounonago pacffIrprr?eJlb'
uyrr n ra*rrar $parcrcoro na6upunra E BrrocJreAcrBurt 6rrta rro B auaqeurlrr (cryrlenu rpyqo6, rAe IorETctr orBep-
nM rroxr(rryra rra MopcRoM 6epery. ,I(EEIIBIE}).

228 229

i
 5 red-lin'd accounts Rorrropcnrre r(Hrrrrr 6pamen I4aa- HrlRaD, B ycrax gJronogrreurrhrx 6parren eny.raqufi oco-
6elru. - oeHHo JrtrqeMeprro.
8 bracing
- ad. ryro o6reraror{nft.
XVIII
4 Egypt's pest (6u6n.) - ffBBa errtrercna-fi; cMbrcrr XXVII
nocnuuqanue: (Jlyqile 6rr ggna ertrrrercltaE ocJrerrtr-
JIA gX, IIE AAB BbICJIEAIITb CBIIAAIIIIE tr{SA6ENfiBI C JIO- t their murder'd man - neo6nqnas (popua, osrraqaro-
peHqo!D qal: (ror, Roro onrr co6nparcrcr y6urs'>.

XIX-XX XXVIII
O6parqeuue K Bonnasso 4-6 Auano.nySruuocrr (rpanrnrarnuecrtrr HetrpaBrrJrbrroe
- rrlpuqecxoeoKTaBaI\{Ir
xapanrepuoe AJrE rloaM, Irafilrcalrublx
orcryllJreurre,
(cp, corJTacoBarrrrecroe) cunranc[secxoft Koucrpyltrvu rrepe-
<Benuo> Baiipona, <,{ounx n ltonoMue) flyrunnna, <flop- Aaer BoJruerrre paccraastrKa, noroprrft $arc 66r BaAr,rxaercff
rper> A. It. Toncroro). or cMertranuoro qyBcrBa ,r(aJrocru n y6lrroruy Jlo-pen-
rlo Ir BooMyrqerrrff npecrytrHbrM Aefirrr4en 6parten trIaa-
6ennu,
XXI
B high noble and his oiive-trees - 6parre AyMarrrr XXIX
uaro-ubuary yroBopltrb l4aa6enly nuftur BaMytn 3a
naHoro-nn6y4b Bnarrroro ABoparrnra, BJraAeJrbrla oJrIrB- 5 widow's weed
RoBr,rx potrI. Brrpaxeuue ynaBbrBaer Ea MepKalrrlrJrr{3l}r - n4onufi rpayp.
6parr,en. XXXII-XXXIII
XXII O6unnerr,r Kpyrbrx enjambements s XXXII o(raBe r{
crpo(buqecn[M rrepe6pocoM B crreAyroqyro onraBy nepe-
5 men of cruel clay ((JrroAIr, na mecroxoft
- JrroAIrDcoaAalruble
trepcrrr ) BM. (E(ecToftrre eqe oAlrrr cJrotK- Aaerc.fi cMfirerrrre rryBcrB tr{aa6enam.
nnii o6paa, xapantepuuft 4nx 4auuoft - [ogMbr. IIo En6-
;rrur, 60r coBAaJI trepBoro qeJroBer(a A4aua ua rlnnn XXXIII
(nepcru).
6 smoke from Hinnom's vale HaMeK rra qrrrary r{B
6 Cut Mercy Surypa orrrrqerBopeulrr. -
Bu6rmu.: 'Moreover he burnt incense in the valley of
- the son of Hinnom, and burnt his children in the
XXIV fire, after the abominations of the heathen whom
the Lord had cast out before the children of Israel'
3-4 Eqe o4rrr cJro)r(Hbrft, pasnepnyrrrft o5paa: <noxa (The Second, Bookol theChronicles ol the Kings ol Israel,
coJruqe He Haquer uepe6rparr qerfiI{ Aymficroro rtrtrtroB- XXVIII, 3).

230 23r
 XXXIV LII
I she had died sl\t. she would have died
- AorrycrrlMoe 4 serpent-pipe BrueeBrrn.
g asrfluftcHoft rioaanu orcryrlJrerlue or HopM rpaMMarlrr{Ir' -
LVII
XXXV
3 Baiilites of pelf : re, qro rlox,rontllorcfl BoJIory,
O6parnre BrrrrMarrilc Ha IIBBecrrryrc (EarypaJr[crls- nan Baauy.
EocrbD B olficarrnrr y6uroro Jlopeuqo: nprfopafi npeAcraer
nepe4 I{aa6en.'roii rrc RaR 6ec[rorHbll"I Ayx, a Han rpy['
tIyAoM o6perrulrii clocoonocrb roBoplrrb rr ABrlrarr,cE. LXI
1-4 flepenrrrlirta c LV, l,-4, seM xroArlepxrrBaercs
XXXVI Eer{aMeurrocrb ropx I{ea6eurn.
8 sepulchral briars among DM. among sepulchral briars
trptrMep ouer'Ib peanoft wlBepclra. LXII_LXIII
-
Connagenue [ocJreAulrx crpolt B AByx BaxnrcqnTeJlbrlbrx
XLI oRTaBax rro9Mbl fBJrerrfie B rlogTrrKe peAHoe.
-
2 atomdarkness
- TbMa, troAo6uaa rlue, qaprmmefi
LXIII
rrprr AoBpeMeFnoM xaoce.

xLv 5 sad ditty - rrcrrrnrrocrb rrporrcffecrnlrs, noBeAalrfloro

B troBeJrJre EonHauuo, He [poBepena. Coxpauuncr rexcr
1r scull sM. skull apxarsecfiar opQorpa$Irg. crapuuuofr u:ramgncxoft fiecurr, ]IeKorAa osellb norty;rnp-
- noii, xoropan yrroMrrl{aercff tr r{urrrpyercx n t,{exauepo-
EeD. B flecue Hrrqero He roBoprrrcfi o6 orpy6neunoft ro.none,
XLVII cxprrroft B ropmre 6ae[fluHa. B calrolt JIII AeJre treclrrc
cJrorxr{Jrrr uocre nogo6noro rparrluecnoro cfiysar, nJIIr tr(e
2 flepuarHa Jlopeirqo, rpuqygfitrBo Bbrmuraff tr{ga6e[- EoHnasso coqttrrnfl cBoro HoBeJrJIy, E{e.uaE o6rgcuutr
JIOII.
cosAanrre oroft necnn? IIa orot cqer AorroAruuuo Hl{qero
6 lpygr I4aa5erm,r, coagarruatr npupogofi AJIff roro, HE II3BECTHO.
uro6m xoplrnrb MJraAeHqeB.
THE EVE OF ST. AGNES (1820)
L
flosMa uarncarra B EnBape-{enpane {819 ro4a. ,{efi-
1-2 OrpuqareJrlTroe cpaBuerme, nocrpoerruoe Ea Ma- crBrre ee fipozcxoArrr B tropy rloogrrero Cpe1neneHonra,
TeprraJie arrnqaoro ur{a o flepcee, orpy6rrnmeu roJroBy I1o Err ero Mecro, IIrr BpeMf He noAAarorcE ToqEoMy orpe-
1\{e4yae. Crotret rro9Mr'r He BarrMcrBoBaE.
AeJreHuIo.

232 ooo
 Cr. Aruecca-palruexprrcruaHcxa.s AeBa-MyrreHrrqa Bce, o qeM roBoplrrc.E B troaMe, Morr(Eo o6uapymurr u nefi
I pgMe1. ptrMcroro rf Mrreparopa,(non.neuraua (24b_294_
Macrepcnoe rrepeAoBarrrle ((pytrrrbrxD, (o6rqz1y Ir (cpeA-
305-13 rr. n.o.), cBsra.E rrorpoBr4reJrr,nruli 4encrnen- Htrx trJraHoB), ([auopaM]r)), (EatrJrlrBbr)) II T. rI. Harna4-
uuq. flo trpeAaurrro,-vepea nectonr,no greft trocre ee rr{- rrocrb BuAeurrft Hurca 6rrna cronr BeJrrIKa, rrro trpu Harrrr-
oeJrtr poAureJr.f,M ee obrflo BtrAerrtre, B KoropoM cs. Arrecca
caurrtr rroaMbr orr, RoEeqEo rre troAoBpeBar o6 arou, 4alt
trpeAcraJra^ rru c 6e.nuru arrqeM, onpyxenuaa coEMoEr
arrreJr,oB. C rex nop 6enuft arueq ciar ueornelureur,rM
ee cBoeo6pasHyro (pacnaApoBRy>.
qrpu6yrou cs. Arseccbr, Ee 4eut npaBAEyerc.E 21 nnnapr.
C ulreseu cn. Arueccrr cB.flBarro noaepie o Tor![, qro B VIII
$aHyH ee ArIfi AeByrmre, B[rrroJrrrrrBmefl onpe4e.neuunre 8 her lambs B craprrry Rarofiflsecfitre Mouaxurru B
oopflAbr, trprrcurrrcfl ee 6y4yqufi uym. B crpoile VI }tlmc -
AeEb cB. Arueccr,r trptrBoArrJrrr B qepKoBE Ea 6orocily*(eEtre
Becr(oJrbr(o rrSMerr.seT aTo troBepbe. gnyx 6errrx oBeq, r(orophrx crptrrJrtr y aJrrapr, a Eepcrb
BITOCJIeACTBtrtr rrpfiJrn,
I
5 Beadsman trouax (or beads <verxu>). X
-
5-7 VHaar'rsaercs, rlro llop{upo trpolrcxoArr na ABo-
II pffEcr(oro poAa, BparfiAe6uoro pogy Ma4enunnr.
6 in black, purgatorial rails rraBa.suurr, cronlqrre Ba 9 beldame (opr.) crapyxa.
- TIIICTIIJItrqa.
qepHblMa trepEJlaMtr, KaK y3IruKIt -
IV XII
5 level chambers BaJrBr 6etr,oraxa. l, 4 Hildebrand, Maurice
- poArrrrr Ma4enurn.
-
V XIII
1 argent (aepana1uu,) 7-9 holy loom, etc. - cM. rrprrMeqauue H VIII, 8,
- cepe6pnurrft.
6 sole-thoughted:with but a single thought. XIV
VII 7 conjuror BA., KoEerIEo, B snarleutrtr ((BaRJIrrEareJrb-
rrr4qaD. -
4-7 O6parwre BrrrrMarrae na ueo6r,r.rubrft 4rr uoaanlr XIX
rofi anoxn crpyuulrft r.nas>. B cB.oe BpeMfi C. M. Efiaeu-
mretrE BocxllqaJrcx (atrueuarorpa{rmuocrbroD noeu flynr- I Merlin - Mepruu, moryunft uoflue6uua, repoft Mrro-
fitrEa (floJrrararr u <Me4urrii nca4nnru. He ueuee (Rr4He- rrrx cpeAHeBefioBbrx JrereEA, B roM qrrcJre o prrrlapxx }tpyr-
uarorpa$uuen> n <ftaryu cs. Aruecchr): ecJru rrprr BHr{- noro crona; <4orrlr MepnuEa ero E{rrslrb: rro Ileaoro-
Ma"eJrbEoM qrerxffrr ilocraparbcfl rur,rcJrerrEo noo6paanrr pLrM Baptrarrr&M Jror€H/{r Mepnuu - 6ur o6saan cBorrM cy-

I
234 235

ri

i
 qecrBoBarrlreM rrenoeuy AeMorry v, yirpn EB ,nuasrl, TeM
caMbrM ynJraTun cnoft go*r. XXX
Eonu crpo$a XXIV saMerrareirbubr:ft o6pasoq rooln-
XX - gra
qecnoro (r4rrrepbepaD, To Ee Meuee aa[reqarentubrft
2 cates (o!r,)
-
oopaSerl nooTtrqecftofo (rraTropMopTaD.
Jrar(oMcrBa.
. -
XXXI
XXII
7 eremite:hermit a0. 6orouoneq.
5 silver taper cBeqa, B rocn noropoft BMorrrrpoBarr -
-
cepeopEFbrrr opEaMeHT. XXX.III
XXIV 4 mercy nu. merci apxauqec$ar Spanqyacnar op-
Sorpa{ux.
-
O_6parnre BEuMaHlre rra BtrpryoBnyro uao6paarlreJrbnocrb . ,{ocroftno yArrBJreurra, sro ftflrc rre BnJrroqrrJr B Tertcr
erofi crpotfn. noaur,r 6annapy La Belle Dame sans Merci nan flecuro,
noropyrc noer Ilopfupo. Ea;r*a4a rraurrcaua secKoJrbno
XXV fioarfie floaMhr, rr, uo-BrrArrmouy, Iturc rre gaxoreJl ]rapy-
maTb llrraBHofo rerreHua cneHcepoBbrx crpos Apyrr.rM paB-
1-6
Jlyunrrft cBer, rrpoxog.a cfiloBb Btrrpam, oapamrr- MepoM.
naer_MaAenzry n paanrre qnera. Ecllr n iplrlreuarnn H
crpo$e VII unr roBoptrJrtr o (HuueMarorpa$nurocrn> Hlrr- XXXVII
ca, To HeJrlrmne 6yger Ao6annrr,, sro ero <$zmru> <Hanyr
cs. Aruecchr> qrernot. 9 unpruned wing Rplrno c pacrperranEbrMr4 trepbfiMrr.
-
2 gules (eepa,ntAuu.) anrrfi.
- XXXVIII
XXVI 6 pilgrim
- cilr. trpuMeqawre K Isabella, I, 2,
2 wreathed pear_Ig ,fieMqylfiEa.f, cerr{a, Roropofi 6rrrlr
-
aa6parrr BoJrochl Ma,4enurrr. XXXIX
4 wassailers 6pamnlrnr, ftyrr{Jrrr (or crapunuoro ua-
XXVII nr{raa wassail,-getanmerocrr rra nEBa c caxapou; nno-
cJreAcrBrrir cyr{ecrBrrreJrbrroe upeBparuJroc6 B rnaro.n).
" Q foppied warmth of sleep anrusuufi 6or cna Mop-
-
Qer{ rrBoopa)Itarcfr. c qBeTaMtr MaKa, apo}raT l{oTopbrx IIo- 7 mead
- ctrr. noM. rra $p. 214.
rpyrr{aJr rro4eft n cou,
7 Paynims (}p.=eep., npae. Payirim:pagans) XL
Eslrs-
IlUITII. - 2 sleeping dragons Htrftanrrx ApanorroB, RoEeqEo, He
_
6r,rno: -
ux co34aJTo loo6parreuze MaXernur,r.
236
237
. 7 arras- ro6eneu; Tep[rrru rrpoucxoAtrT oT uasBarrfiff
epaHrlyacroro ropoAa Appaca, HeHorAa cJraBtrBmerocff
rrpor4aBoAcrBolr ro6ereron. Tarzuu ro6euesauu B cra_
puHy ooBeltrtrBaJrrr cTegbr ABopqoB u BaM$oB; trHorAa oEtr
cJlyE{rrJrr{ BarraB-ecfMtr, oTAeJrffromIMu OAEy rracTb ROM_
l1Tr,gl ,4pyrofi. Bcnouutrre cJroBa llonouras: Be you
and I behind an arras then (Hamlet, lI, 2).

XLI
6 owns (apx.) yauatir.
-
XLII
8 aves r(aroJraqecntre. MoJrurBbI .Ave, Maria'
ropoAtrqe,- gero, pagyficx>).
(t<Eo_

B. Poeoe
 AXOH KHTC
UBEPAHHOE
II a atntut'tcnolw nlblrie

,_l_;l{ll i{E
Hfl.}GKIIIA GAVRILIU

Pegaxrop T. IIItLtuttuua
l,l3!,are.'rbc1(riri pe.a,aKTop B. KoporKuti
X)'i,o;xecrseHurrlri peAaKTop ,4. U xaHoe
Tcxurrqecrtxe peAaxropbr H. MeJrcepilLlKan r l. I(ate1urtt
flo;,nrrcaxo ri ileqarrr 2l/VII 1966 r. @opMar 70X1081/3r.
Eyrr. r. 3rL. IIec. r. 10,5 r. r. Br{J. Vq.-uz1. n,7,27.
3aKa3 N? 1165. UeHa 45 xor. Tnpaxr 15000.
H3AarerbcTBo <<flporpecc)>
Kourrrera no neqarfi npfl CoBeTe Arlrrrilcrpoa CCCP
llocKea f-21, 3y6oecxnil 6ynrrap, 21
Itccrto:criaa rnnorpa$ur Ns 7 f,raano"arrpa0npoNra
Iionureta flo necarff npu CoBere AluHHcrpon CCCP
flep, Axcaxoea, 13.