Стихи и рассказы в категории May. Читать онлайн

O THE month of May, the merry month of May,
So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green!
O, and then did I unto my true love say,
Sweet Peg, thou shalt be my Summer's Queen.Now the nightingale, the pretty nightingale,…

LET me go forth, and share
The overflowing Sun
With one wise friend, or one
Better than wise, being fair,…

…May была точно барби и трахалась сносно
но курила почище чем живой паровоз
и в прямом и конечно же и в переносном
выносила как дятел по щепочке мозг

THE young May moon is beaming, love.
The glow-worm’s lamp is gleaming, love.
How sweet to rove,
Through Morna’s grove,…

O my dear, the world to-day
Is more lovely than a dream!
Magic hints from far away
Haunt the woodland, and the stream…

WOULD God your health were as this month of May
Should be, were this not England,—and your face
Abroad, to give the gracious sunshine grace
And laugh beneath the budding hawthorn-spray.…

I wish I were to-day on the hill behind the wood,--
My eyes on the brown bog there and the Shannon river,--
Behind the wood at home, a quickened solitude
When the winds from Slieve Bloom set the branches there a-quiver.The winds are there now and the green of May…

BREAK, long wave, below my feet!
Wind and meet,
Sea-streams that the moon hath shaken!
From the shingle white and bare,…

О, месяц Май, весёлый месяц Май!
Как много света, света, света, света!
Ах, душеньку влюблённую не май
И стань моею Королевой Лета!И соловей, чудесный соловей,…

AIR--"The Braes of Balquhidder."Now the beams of May morn
On the mountains are streaming,
And the dews on the corn
Are like diamond-drops gleaming;…

But yesterday a naked sod
The dandies sneered from Rotten Row,
And cantered o'er it to and fro:
And see 'tis done!…

Светлый Май, приди с Любовью,
Царствуй в сердце на здоровье.
Пусть оно вам полной мерой
Служит правдою и верой.Не тому воздай, кто знатен,…

The sky is clear,
The sun is bright;
The cows are red,
The sheep are white;…

O Month when they who love must love and wed!
Were one to go to worlds where May is naught,
And seek to tell the memories he had brought
From earth of thee, what were most fitly said?…

Grief was my master yesternight;
To-morrow I may grieve again;
But now along the windy plain
The clouds have taken flight.The sowers in the furrows go;…

Among the changing months, May stands confest
The sweetest, and in fairest colours dressed!
Soft as the breeze that fans the smiling field;
Sweet as the breath that opening roses yield;…

Сирень окрыляет ветер,
Ладошки соцветий нежны.
Они так спешат усыпать мой сад,
Но мне не до красок весны.Иду сквозь цветение яблонь,…

SWEETEST May, let Love incline thee;
Take a heart which he designs thee;
As thy constant slave regard it;
For its faith and truth reward it.Proof to shot of birth or money,…

Come out o’door, ’tis Spring! ’tis Maÿ
The trees be green, the vields be gaÿ;
The weather’s warm, the winter blast,
Wi’ all his traïn o’ clouds, is past;…