Emily Brontë Poems by Emily ...

Emily Brontë «Poems by Emily Jane Brontё»

Poems by Emily Jane Brontё

авторский сборник, первое издание

Язык издания: английский

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Екатеринбург: Ridero, 2026 г. (апрель)

Тираж: не указан

ISBN: 978-5-0069-8070-9

Тип обложки: мягкая

Формат: 60x84/16 (145x200 мм)

Страниц: 242

Описание:

Сборник стихов Эмили Бронте.

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  1. Владимир Щербаков. От составителя (статья), стр. 10
  2. Poems by Emily Jane Brontё, стр. 15
    1. Emily Brontë. *** (“I know not how it falls on me…”) (стихотворение), стр. 17
    2. Emily Brontë. *** (“What winter floods, what streams of spring…”) (стихотворение), стр. 17
    3. Emily Brontë. *** (“O God of heaven! The dream of horror…”) (стихотворение), стр. 18
    4. Emily Brontë. Song (“Lord of Elbe, on Elbe hill...”) (стихотворение), стр. 20
    5. Emily Brontë. *** (“Cold, clear, and blue the morning heaven…”) (стихотворение), стр. 21
    6. Emily Brontë. *** (“The evening sun was sinking down…”) (стихотворение), стр. 22
    7. Emily Brontë. *** (“Loud without the wind was roaring…”) (стихотворение), стр. 23
    8. Emily Brontë. *** (“High waving heather ‘neath stormy blasts bending…”) (стихотворение), стр. 23
    9. Emily Brontë. *** (“The night of storms has past…”) (стихотворение), стр. 24
    10. Emily Brontë. To a Wreath of Snow (стихотворение), стр. 26
    11. Emily Brontë. *** (“The old church tower and garden wall…”) (стихотворение), стр. 27
    12. Emily Brontë. *** (“Redbreast, early in the morning…”) (стихотворение), стр. 28
    13. Emily Brontë. *** (“I saw thee, child, one summer day…”) (стихотворение), стр. 28
    14. Emily Brontë. *** (“The battle had passed from the height…”) (стихотворение), стр. 30
    15. Emily Brontë. *** (“Alone I sat; the summer day…”) (стихотворение), стр. 32
    16. Emily Brontë. Spellbound (стихотворение), стр. 33
    17. Emily Brontë. *** (“I’ll come when thou art saddest…”) (стихотворение), стр. 34
    18. Emily Brontë. *** (“I would have touched the heavenly key…”) (стихотворение), стр. 35
    19. Emily Brontë. *** (“Now trust a heart that trusts in you…”) (стихотворение), стр. 35
    20. Emily Brontë. *** (“Sleep brings no joy to me…”) (стихотворение), стр. 36
    21. Emily Brontë. *** (“Strong I stand, though I have borne…”) (стихотворение), стр. 37
    22. Emily Brontë. *** (“O Mother! I am not regretting…”) (стихотворение), стр. 38
    23. Emily Brontë. Song by Julius Angora (стихотворение), стр. 40
    24. Emily Brontë. *** (“The organ swells, the trumpets sound…”) (стихотворение), стр. 41
    25. Emily Brontë. *** (“A sudden chasm of ghastly light…”) (стихотворение), стр. 42
    26. Emily Brontë. Lines (“I die, but when the grave shall press...”) (стихотворение), стр. 44
    27. Emily Brontë. *** (“Sleep not, dream not; this bright day…”) (стихотворение), стр. 45
    28. Emily Brontë. Lines (“Far away is the land of rest –”) (стихотворение), стр. 46
    29. Emily Brontë. *** (“Why do I hate that lone green dell?..”) (стихотворение), стр. 47
    30. Emily Brontë. *** (“Weaned from life and flown away…”) (стихотворение), стр. 47
    31. Emily Brontë. *** (“There swept adown that dreary glen…”) (стихотворение), стр. 48
    32. Emily Brontë. *** (“None of my kindred now can tell…”) (стихотворение), стр. 49
    33. Emily Brontë. *** (“Darkness was overtraced on every face…”) (стихотворение), стр. 50
    34. Emily Brontë. *** (“O wander not so far away!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 50
    35. Emily Brontë. Gleneden’s Dream (стихотворение), стр. 51
    36. Emily Brontë. *** (“It’s over now; I’ve known it all…”) (стихотворение), стр. 54
    37. Emily Brontë. Song (“This shall be thy lullaby...”) (стихотворение), стр. 55
    38. Emily Brontë. *** (“ ‘Twas one of those dark, cloudy days…”) (стихотворение), стр. 56
    39. Emily Brontë. Douglas Ride (стихотворение), стр. 57
    40. Emily Brontë. Song (“Geraldine, the moon is shining...”) (стихотворение), стр. 58
    41. Emily Brontë. *** (“Where were ye all? and where wert thou?..”) (стихотворение), стр. 59
    42. Emily Brontë. *** (“Light up thy halls! ‘Tis closing day…”) (стихотворение), стр. 60
    43. Emily Brontë. *** (“O dream, where art thou now?..”) (стихотворение), стр. 62
    44. Emily Brontë. *** (“How still, how happy! These are words…”) (стихотворение), стр. 63
    45. Emily Brontë. *** (“The night was dark, yet winter breathed…”) (стихотворение), стр. 64
    46. Emily Brontë. Song (“King Julius left the south country...”) (стихотворение), стр. 66
    47. Emily Brontë. Lines by Claudia (стихотворение), стр. 67
    48. Emily Brontë. Lines (“The soft unclouded blue of air...”) (стихотворение), стр. 68
    49. Emily Brontë. Song (“O between distress and pleasure...”) (стихотворение), стр. 70
    50. Emily Brontë. *** (“Month after month, year after year…”) (стихотворение), стр. 72
    51. Emily Brontë. *** (“May flowers are opening…”) (стихотворение), стр. 72
    52. Emily Brontë. *** (“Heaven’s glory shone where he was laid…”) (стихотворение), стр. 73
    53. Emily Brontë. That Word “Never” (стихотворение), стр. 74
    54. Emily Brontë. *** (“I’ve been wandering in the greenwoods…”) (стихотворение), стр. 74
    55. Emily Brontë. *** (“Mild the mist upon the hill…”) (стихотворение), стр. 75
    56. Emily Brontë. *** (“The starry night shall tidings bring…”) (стихотворение), стр. 75
    57. Emily Brontë. *** (“There was a time when my cheek burned…”) (стихотворение), стр. 76
    58. Emily Brontë. *** (“The wind was rough which tore…”) (стихотворение), стр. 78
    59. Emily Brontë. The Absent One (стихотворение), стр. 78
    60. Emily Brontë. To the Bluebell (стихотворение), стр. 80
    61. Emily Brontë. *** (“The busy day has hurried by…”) (стихотворение), стр. 80
    62. Emily Brontë. *** (“And now the house-dog stretched once more…”) (стихотворение), стр. 82
    63. Emily Brontë. *** (“Come hither, child; who gifted thee…”) (стихотворение), стр. 84
    64. Emily Brontë. *** (“I am the only being whose doom…”) (стихотворение), стр. 85
    65. Emily Brontë. *** (“How long will you remain? The midnight hour…”) (стихотворение), стр. 86
    66. Emily Brontë. *** (“Fair sinks the summer evening now…”) (стихотворение), стр. 87
    67. Emily Brontë. *** (“The wind I hear it sighing…”) (стихотворение), стр. 88
    68. Emily Brontë. *** (“That wind, I used to hear it swelling…”) (стихотворение), стр. 89
    69. Emily Brontë. Farewell to Alexandria (стихотворение), стр. 90
    70. Emily Brontë. *** (“Tis moonlight, summer moonlight…”) (стихотворение), стр. 91
    71. Emily Brontë. *** (“Companions all day long we’ve stood…”) (стихотворение), стр. 92
    72. Emily Brontë. *** (“Thy sun is near meridian height…”) (стихотворение), стр. 93
    73. Emily Brontë. *** (“Far, far is mirth withdrawn…”) (стихотворение), стр. 96
    74. Emily Brontë. *** (“It is too late to call thee now…”) (стихотворение), стр. 97
    75. Emily Brontë. *** (“If grief for grief can touch thee…”) (стихотворение), стр. 98
    76. Emily Brontë. Retirement (стихотворение), стр. 98
    77. Emily Brontë. *** (“It was the autumn of the year…”) (стихотворение), стр. 99
    78. Emily Brontë. Despondency (стихотворение), стр. 100
    79. Emily Brontë. Geraldine (стихотворение), стр. 102
    80. Emily Brontë. *** (“I see around me piteous tombstones grey…”) (стихотворение), стр. 104
    81. Emily Brontë. *** (“And like myself lone, wholly lone…”) (стихотворение), стр. 105
    82. Emily Brontë. Rosina (стихотворение), стр. 106
    83. Emily Brontë. *** (“In the same place, when nature wore…”) (стихотворение), стр. 109
    84. Emily Brontë. Aspin Castle (стихотворение), стр. 111
    85. Emily Brontë. On the Fall of Zalona (стихотворение), стр. 114
    86. Emily Brontë. Grave in the Ocean (стихотворение), стр. 117
    87. Emily Brontë. A Serenade (стихотворение), стр. 119
    88. Emily Brontë. *** (“At such a time, in such a spot…”) (стихотворение), стр. 120
    89. Emily Brontë. Roderic (стихотворение), стр. 121
    90. Emily Brontë. Death (стихотворение), стр. 122
    91. Emily Brontë. *** (“Twas yesterday at early dawn…”) (стихотворение), стр. 124
    92. Emily Brontë. *** (“Had there been falsehood in my breast…”) (стихотворение), стр. 125
    93. Emily Brontë. *** (“Why ask to know what date, what clime?..”) (стихотворение), стр. 126
    94. Emily Brontë. *** (“This summer wind with thee and me…”) (стихотворение), стр. 127
    95. Emily Brontë. At Castle Wood (стихотворение), стр. 128
    96. Emily Brontë. A Prayer (стихотворение), стр. 129
    97. Emily Brontë. *** (“Were they shepherds, who sat all day…”) (поэма), стр. 129
    98. Emily Brontë. *** (“Rosina, this had never been…”) (стихотворение), стр. 141
    99. Emily Brontë. A Day-Dream (стихотворение), стр. 142
    100. Emily Brontë. The Philosopher (стихотворение), стр. 146
    101. Emily Brontë. Confidence (стихотворение), стр. 147
    102. Emily Brontë. *** (“I know that to-night the wind it is sighing…”) (стихотворение), стр. 148
    103. Emily Brontë. *** (“A thousand sounds of happiness…”) (стихотворение), стр. 149
    104. Emily Brontë. Remembrance (стихотворение), стр. 150
    105. Emily Brontë. Faith and Despondency (стихотворение), стр. 152
    106. Emily Brontë. Stars (стихотворение), стр. 154
    107. Emily Brontë. A Death Scene (стихотворение), стр. 156
    108. Emily Brontë. Song (“The linnet in the rocky dells...”) (стихотворение), стр. 158
    109. Emily Brontë. Anticipation (стихотворение), стр. 159
    110. Emily Brontë. The Prisoner (стихотворение), стр. 161
    111. Emily Brontë. Hope (стихотворение), стр. 165
    112. Emily Brontë. To Imagination (стихотворение), стр. 166
    113. Emily Brontë. How clear she shines (стихотворение), стр. 167
    114. Emily Brontë. Sympathy (стихотворение), стр. 169
    115. Emily Brontë. Plead for Me (стихотворение), стр. 170
    116. Emily Brontë. Self-Interrogation (стихотворение), стр. 172
    117. Emily Brontë. Stanzas to — - - (стихотворение), стр. 173
    118. Emily Brontë. Honour’s Martyr (стихотворение), стр. 174
    119. Emily Brontë. Stanzas (“I’ll not weep that thou art going to leave me...”) (стихотворение), стр. 177
    120. Emily Brontë. My Comforter (стихотворение), стр. 178
    121. Emily Brontë. The Old Stoic (стихотворение), стр. 179
    122. Emily Brontë. *** (“A little while, a little while…”) (стихотворение), стр. 180
    123. Emily Brontë. The Bluebell (стихотворение), стр. 182
    124. Emily Brontë. *** (“Loud without the wind was roaring…”) (стихотворение), стр. 184
    125. Emily Brontë. *** (“Shall earth no more inspire thee…”) (стихотворение), стр. 186
    126. Emily Brontë. The Night-Wind (стихотворение), стр. 187
    127. Emily Brontë. *** (“Aye – there it is! it wakes to-night…”) (стихотворение), стр. 189
    128. Emily Brontë. Love and Friendship (стихотворение), стр. 191
    129. Emily Brontë. The Elder’s Rebuke (стихотворение), стр. 192
    130. Emily Brontë. The Wanderer from the Fold (стихотворение), стр. 193
    131. Emily Brontë. Warning and Reply (стихотворение), стр. 195
    132. Emily Brontë. Last Words (стихотворение), стр. 196
    133. Emily Brontë. The Lady to Her Guitar (стихотворение), стр. 197
    134. Emily Brontë. The Two Children (стихотворение), стр. 198
    135. Emily Brontë. *** (“Child of delight, with sun-bright hair…”) (стихотворение), стр. 199
    136. Emily Brontë. The Visionary (стихотворение), стр. 200
    137. Emily Brontë. Encouragement (стихотворение), стр. 201
    138. Emily Brontë. Stanzas (“Often rebuked, yet always back returning...”) (стихотворение), стр. 202
    139. Emily Brontë. *** (“Tell me, tell me, smiling child…”) (стихотворение), стр. 203
    140. Emily Brontë. *** (“Come walk with me…”) (стихотворение), стр. 204
    141. Emily Brontë. *** (“I’m standing in the forest now…”) (стихотворение), стр. 205
    142. Emily Brontë. *** (“O hinder me by no delay!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 207
    143. Emily Brontë. *** (“It was night, and on the mountains…”) (стихотворение), стр. 209
    144. Emily Brontë. *** (“And first an hour of mournful musing…”) (стихотворение), стр. 209
    145. Emily Brontë. Song (“What rider up Gobeloin’s glen...”) (стихотворение), стр. 210
    146. Emily Brontë. *** (“Yes, holy be thy resting-place…”) (стихотворение), стр. 213
    147. Emily Brontë. *** (“Bitterly, deeply I’ve drunk of thy woe…”) (стихотворение), стр. 214
    148. Emily Brontë. *** (“Its faded buds already lie…”) (стихотворение), стр. 215
    149. Emily Brontë. *** (“Oh might my footsteps find a rest!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 216
    150. Emily Brontë. *** (“All her tresses backward strayed…”) (стихотворение), стр. 218
    151. Emily Brontë. *** (“On its bending stalk a bonny flower…”) (стихотворение), стр. 220
    152. Emily Brontë. *** (“His land may burst the galling chain…”) (стихотворение), стр. 222
    153. Emily Brontë. *** (“Harp of wild and dream-like strain…”) (стихотворение), стр. 223
    154. Emily Brontë. *** (“Start not! upon the minster wall…”) (стихотворение), стр. 223
    155. Emily Brontë. *** (“Through the hours of yesternight…”) (стихотворение), стр. 224
    156. Emily Brontë. *** (“In dungeons dark I cannot sing…”) (стихотворение), стр. 224
    157. Emily Brontë. *** (“When days of beauty deck the vale…”) (стихотворение), стр. 225
    158. Emily Brontë. *** (“Still beside that dreary water…”) (стихотворение), стр. 225
    159. Emily Brontë. *** (“Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away…”) (стихотворение), стр. 226
    160. Emily Brontë. *** (“All day I’ve toiled, but not with pain…”) (стихотворение), стр. 226
    161. Emily Brontë. *** (“Ladybird! ladybird! fly away home…”) (поэма), стр. 227
    162. Emily Brontë. *** (“That dreary lake, that moonlight sky…”) (стихотворение), стр. 232
    163. Emily Brontë. *** (“She dried her tears and they did smile…”) (стихотворение), стр. 232
    164. Emily Brontë. *** (“I’m happiest now when most away…”) (стихотворение), стр. 233
    165. Emily Brontë. *** (“All hushed and still within the house…”) (стихотворение), стр. 233
    166. Emily Brontë. *** (“I do not see myself again…”) (стихотворение), стр. 234
    167. Emily Brontë. *** (“Shed no tears o’er that tomb…”) (стихотворение), стр. 236
    168. Emily Brontë. The Moors (стихотворение), стр. 237
    169. Emily Brontë. *** (“Here am I standing lonely ’neath…”) (стихотворение), стр. 239
    170. Emily Brontë. *** (“One pause upon the brink of life…”) (стихотворение), стр. 239
    171. Emily Brontë. *** (“No coward soul is mine…”) (стихотворение), стр. 240
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