пятница, 22 июля 2011 г.

Стихи о лете

by John Clare
Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come,
For the woods are full of bluebells and the hedges full of bloom,
And the crow is on the oak a-building of her nest,
And love is burning diamonds in my true lover’s breast;
She sits beneath the whitethorn a-plaiting of her hair,
And I will to my true lover with a fond request repair;
I will look upon her face, I will in her beauty rest,
And lay my aching weariness upon her lovely breast.

The clock-a-clay is creeping on the open bloom of May,
The merry bee is trampling the pinky threads all day,
And the chaffinch it is brooding on its grey mossy nest
In the whitethorn bush where I will lean upon my lover’s breast;
I’ll lean upon her breast and I’ll whisper in her ear
That I cannot get a wink o’sleep for thinking of my dear;
I hunger at my meat and I daily fade away
Like the hedge rose that is broken in the heat of the day.

Sweet Summer
by Wayne Jarus
The boats adrift in the harbour
As thoughts in a calm mind
A liquid sun beaming today and forever
We hoard happiness a smile at a time

As thoughts in a calm mind
Finding respite in cool shade
A liquid sun beaming today and forever
Butterflies flutter in a golden haze

Finding respite in cool shade
In this pastel world of light and shadows
Butterflies flutter in a golden haze
And crickets sing in motionless meadows

Oh sweet summer stay and sleep
A liquid sun beaming today and forever
Lingering dreams and afternoons of heat
The boats adrift in the harbour.

Hot Summer Nights
by Mary Hamrick
It haunts me so
those summer nights
in dim lit homes
 where music flows
and tempers flare
and lullabies fill the air.
 I while away the hours
under the electric swell of light,
(pulse-scorched out).
 Bone-idle and coral pink,
this dry spell grills,
but Southern nights do fill me.
 Spider-blue legs peddle tales
as gossips-a-brewing
and roaming by my streets.
 Scuttling through like marsh rabbit,
neighbors wave their charmed hellos.
Feverish and swollen together,
 they inhale the blossoms,
riding high, and move through summer
as the lake declines.
 It haunts me so
those summer nights
in dim lit homes
 where music flows
and tempers flare
and lullabies fill the air.

четверг, 21 июля 2011 г.

Лето - прекрасная пора!

Summer Quotations
"Of all the wonders of nature, a tree in summer is perhaps the most remarkable; with the possible exception of a moose singing "Embraceable You" in spats." Woody Allen
"Tears are the summer showers to the soul." Alfred Austin
"Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams."  Hosea Ballou
"Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. If you call your mother at work thirteen times an hour, she can hurt you." Erma Bombeck
""Summer is a promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know it, and due to be repaid next January."  Hal Borland
"When one subtracts from life infancy (which is vegetation), sleep, eating and swilling, buttoning and unbuttoning - how much remains of downright existence? The summer of a dormouse." Lord Byron
"For summer there, bear in mind, is a loitering gossip, that only begins to talk of leaving when September rises to go." George Washington Cable
"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." Albert Camus
"People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy." Anton Chekhov
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.  ~James Dent
If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance.  ~Bern Williams
What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade.  ~Gertrude Jekyll
 The summer night is like a perfection of thought.  ~Wallace Stevens
 In summer, the song sings itself.  ~William Carlos Williams
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.  ~Sam Keen
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.  ~John Lubbock

Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.  ~Henry James
No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.
~James Russell Lowell, The Vision of Sir Launfal, 1848
More Season Quotes:  The Spirit of Gardening

понедельник, 18 июля 2011 г.

Английские пословицы


1. "Soon learnt, soon forgotten."
Something that is easy to learn is easy to forget.
2. "Even a worm will turn."
Everybody will revolt if driven too far.
* worm (noun) = small thin animal with soft body and no legs
* turn (verb) = revolt, fight back
3. "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."
Many women have won a man's love by cooking good meals.
* way (noun) = path; route
4. "The best advice is found on the pillow."
We may find the answer to a problem after sleeping.
* advice (noun) = recommendation as to what to do
* pillow (noun) = cushion to rest your head on sleeping
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