Joseph Addison

When all Thy mercies,
O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view,

The Spacious Firmament on high,
With all the blue Ethereal Sky,
And spangled Heav'ns, a Shining Frame,
Their great Original proclaim:

How long, great poet, shall thy sacred
Provoke our wonder, and transcend our praise!
Can neither injuries of time, or age,
Damp thy poetic heat, and quench thy rage?

Our lives, discoloured with our present woes,
May still grow white and shine with happier hours.
So the pure limped stream, when foul with
Of rushing torrents and descending rains

When rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
O how shall I appear?

While haughty Gallia's dames, that preadO'er their pale cheeks, an artful red,
Beheld this beauteous stranger
In native charms, divinely fair;
Confusion in their  looks they show'd;

While crowds of princes your deserts proclaim,
Proud in their number to enrol your name;
While emperors to you commit their cause,
And Anna's praises crown the vast applause;

The Lord my pasture shall
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants
And guard me with a watchful eye;

I.
Prepare the hallow'd strain, My Muse,
Thy softest sounds and sweetest numbrs chuse;
the bright Cecilia's praise rehearse,…

Подражание МарциалуКривой, недобрый взор, спина горбатенька, –
Ты – вор, ей-богу, вор! Вот так-то, батенька!
Ты – честен? Не свисти, не пой мне арию!
Ты? Господи прости… С такой-то харею?..© Перевод Евг. Фельдмана…

Гляди, гляди во все глаза,
Как прославляют Небеса
На Cевер, Запад, Юг, Восток
Могучий свой Первоисток,…

[IMITATED FROM MARTIAL]While in the dark on thy soft hand I hung,
And heard the tempting syren in thy tongue,
What flames, what darts, what anguish I endured!
But when the candle entered I was cured.

[IMITATED FROM MARTIAL]Thy beard and head are of a different dye:
Short of one foot, distorted in an eye:
With all these tokens of a knave complete,
Should’st thou be honest, thou ’rt a dev’lish cheat.

How are Thy servants blest,
O Lord!
How sure is their defense!
Eternal wisdom is their guide

The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame,
Their great original proclaim:…

НАПИСАНЫ ПО СЛУЧАЮ ПРИЁМА В КЛУБ ВИГОВ,
ВСТУПАЯ В КОТОРЫЙ, ВСЯКИЙ, СОГЛАСНО ПРАВИЛУ,
ДОЛЖЕН ПРОИЗНЕСТИ ТОСТ И НАПИСАТЬ СТИХИ
В ЧЕСТЬ ГРАФИНИВ красе природной, беспримерной…

Since, dearest Harry, you will needs request
A short account of all the Muse possest,
That, down from Chaucer's days to Dryden's Times,
Have spent their Noble Rage in British Rhimes;…

I.Cecilia, whose exalted hymns
With joy and wonder fill the blest,
In choirs of warbling seraphims
Known and distinguish'd fom the rest;…

If yet your thoughts are loose from state affairs,
Nor feel the burden of a kingdom's cares;
If yet your time and actions are your own;
Receive the present of a Muse unknown:…

Подражание МарциалуШли в темноте мы; я чувствовал нежную руку;
Слышал сирену и чувствовал сладкую муку.
Гром загремел, и огонь на меня ополчился…
Леди, вы свечку зажгли, и… я вмиг излечился!© Перевод Евг. Фельдмана…

KNELLER, with silence and surprize
We see Britannia's Monarch rise,
A Godlike Form, by Thee display'd
In all the force of Light and Shade;…

[IMITATED FROM MARTIAL]In all thy humors, whether grave or mellow,
Thou ’rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow;
Hast so much wit, and mirth, and spleen about thee,
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

HE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Th' unwearied Sun from day to day
Does his Creator's power display; And publishes to every land The work of…

The Lord my pasture shall prepare
And feed me with a shepherd’s care;
His presence shall my wants supply
And guard me with a watchful eye;…