WRITTEN IN MARCH (by William Wordsworth) - раздел Иностранные языки, Колыхалова О.А., Махмурян К.С.Учитесь говорить по-английски: Фонетический практикум. - М.: Гуманит. изд. центр ВЛАДОС, 1998. 232 с The Cock Is Crowing,
The Stream Is Flowing,
The Small Birds...
The cock is crowing,
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth[14] glitter,
The green field sleeps in the sun;
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest;
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising;
There are forty feeding like one!
Like an army defeated
The snow hath[15] retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The plough-boy is whooping — anon — anon;
There's joy in the mountains;
There's life in the fountains;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing;
The rain is over and gone!
I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD
(by William Wordsworth)
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats high o'er[16] vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Besides the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee;
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed — and gazed — but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
THOSE EVENING BELLS (by Thomas Moore)
I
Those evening bells! those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth, and home, and that sweet time,
When last I heard their soothing chime!
II
Those joyous hours are past away!
And many a heart, that then was gay,
Within the tomb now darkly dwells,
And hears no more those evening bells!
Ill
And so 'twill be when I am gone;
That tuneful peal will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!
SONNET 116 (by William Shakespeare)
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although its height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks,
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
SONNET CXXX (by William Shakespeare)
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
SONNET XCI (by William Shakespeare)
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their bodies' force Some in their garments, though new-fangled ill, Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse; And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure, Wherein it finds a joy above the rest: But these particulars are not my measure; All these I better in one general best. Thy love is better than high birth to me, Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' cost, Of more delights than hawks or horses be; And, having thee, of all men's pride I boast. Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take All this away and me most wretched make.
WHEN YOU ARE OLD (by William Butler Yeats)
When you are old and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down the book
And showly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once and of their shadows deep,
How many loved your moments of glad grace
And loved your beauty with love false of true
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows beside the glowing bars
Murmur a little sadly how Love fled,
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And heed his face amid a crowd of stars.
IF (by Rudyard Kipling)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream — and not make dreams your master;
If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim;
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Гласные фонемы
[I] — монофтонг переднего отодвинутого назад ряда высокого подъема (широкой разновидности), краткий нелабиализованный. При произнесении [I] язык находится в передней части полости рта, средняя част
Согласные фонемы
[р], [b] — губно-губные смычные взрывные согласные. При их произнесении губы, смыкаясь, образуют полную преграду. Размыкание преграды осуществляется быстро и энергично, [р] — глухой согласный, прои
Фонетические явления
1. Палатализация— (palatalization) — смягчение согласных, возникает под влиянием следующих за ними гласных переднего ряда. Это явление характерно для русских согласных и выполняет
In a Restaurant
Peter: What would you like to eat, Edith?
Edith: A meat sandwich.
Peter: Jean? Would you like a meat sandwich or a cheese sandwich?
Jean: A cheese sandwich, please, Peter
Busy in the Kitchen
Billy: Mummy! Are you busy?
Mother: Yes, I'm in the kitchen.
Вi11y: Can I go swimming in Chichester with Jim this morning?
Mother: Jim?
Billy: Jim English. He's
An Expensive Holiday
Eddie: Hello, Ellen! Hello, Ben! Hello, Jenny!
Ben: Hello, Eddie! Have a cigarette.
Eddie: Thanks, Ben.
Ellen: Help yourself to whiskey!
J e n n y: It's on the s
A Bad Hijacker
Hostess Bradley: Alice! Perhaps that passenger is a hijacker!
Hostess Allen: Which passenger, Anne? That sad man with the camera? He's wearing black slacks and a jacket.
Hostess B
The End of the Adventure
Ken: Ted! Thank heaven! I was getting desperate. Ted: Hello there, Ken. Where are Jeff and the rest of the men? К е n: They left me in the tent with some eggs and some bread, and off they went.
Crackle, Crackle, Galactic Static
Gran: Jack, do you have to bang and slam on that piano like that?
Jack: I'm practising for our new album. It's smashing.
Gran: An album? You mean that racket you and your gang bas
Sports Reports from Channel 4
Announcer: This morning the Roarers football team arrived back from York. Paul Short is our sports reporter, and he was at the airport.
Paul Short: Good morning. This is Paul Short. All th
Fawns, Horses And a Tortoise
Paul: Any more of these awful autumn storms, George, and we'll be short of corn. I ought to have bought some more in Northport.
George: This morning, just before dawn, I thought I saw sign
The Worst Nurse
Sir Herbert: Nurse!
Colonel Burton: Nurse! I'm thirsty!
Sir Herbert: Nurse! My head hurts!
Colonel Burton: NURSE!!
Sir Herbert: Curse these nurses!
Colo
I Love You
Russ: Honey, why are you so sad? (Janet says nothing)
Russ: Honey, why are you so unhappy? I don't understand. Janet: You don't love me, Russ!
R u s s: But, honey, I love
At a Party
Margaret: Where's your glass, Barbara?
В а г b a r a: It's on the bar.
Martin: Barbara! Margaret! Come into the garden! Martha and Charles are dancing in the dark.
M a r
Making a Pass at Martha
Charlie: The dance doesn't start till half past, Martha. Let's park the car under the arch by Farmer Palmer's barn. It's not far. Ah, here we are. There's the farm cart.
Martha: Ooh, Charl
In a Good School
Miss Luke: Good afternoon, girls.
Girls: Good afternoon, Miss Luke.
Miss Luke: This afternoon we're going to learn how to cook soup. Open your books at unit ţwenty-two.
A Pair of Hairbrushes
Mary: I've lost two small hairbrushes, Claire. They're a pair.
Claire: Have you looked carefully everywhere?
Mary: Yes. They're nowhere here.
Claire: Have you looked upst
A Bearded Mountaineer
(Mr and Mrs Lear are on holiday in Austria)
Mr Lear: Let's have a beer here, dear.
Mrs Lear: What a good idea! They have very good beer here. We came here last year.
A Mouse in the House
Mrs Brown: (shouting loudly) I've found a mouse!!
Mr Brown: Ow! You're shouting too loudly. Sit down and don't shout.
Mrs Brown: (sitting down) I've found a mouse in
At the Railway Station
(Mr Grey is waiting at the railway station for a train)
Mr Grey: Hey! This train's late! I've been waiting here for ages.
Porter: Which train, sir?
Mr Grey: The 8.
Mike, Myra and Violet
(Myra and Violet are typists in the library)
Myra: (smiling) Hello, Mike!
Mike: Hello, Myra. Hello, Violet. You're looking nice, Violet.
(silence)
A Painting of a Boy
J a y: Do you like painting?
Joy: Yes. I'm trying to paint a boy lying beside a lake. Do you like it?
Jay: Hm ... Why don't you buy some oil paints?
J о у: I don't enjoy
Passports, Please
(Mr and Mrs Tupman are at the airport. They have just got off the plane from Paris.)
О f f i с а 1: Passports, please!
Mr Tupman:! think I've lost the passports, Poppy.
Happy Birthday
Bob: Hello, Barbara.
Barbara: Hello, Bob. It's my birthday today.
Bob: Oh, yes. Your birthday! Happy birthday, Barbara!
Barbara: Thanks, Bob. Somebody gave me this blouse
A Bit of Beef at the Picnic
Paul: Picnics! I detest picnics!
Kate: Paul, do stop grumbling and get the basket out of the car. We couldn't stay indoors today. It's beautiful!
Paul: I do like a proper Sunday d
A Damaged Telephone
Daisy: Dunstone 238-8282.
Donald: Hello, Daisy. This is Donald.
D i a s y: Oh hello, darling.
Donald: What did you do yesterday, Daisy? You forgot our date, didn't you?
Waiting for Templetons
Tessa: What time did you tell Templetons to get here, Martin?
Martin: Any time between 10 and 12.
Tessa: But it's after two! They're terribly late!
Martin: Why didn't you
Guests in August
Craig: I've just got a telegram from Margaret and Greg.
Carol: Are they coming to England again?
Craig: Yes. At the beginning of August.
Carol: Good. We can all get toget
The Cuckoo Clock
Mrs Cook: Would you like some cream in your coffee, Mrs Clark?
Mrs С 1 a r k: No thank you. But I'd like a little milk.
Mrs Cook: Would you like some chocolate cakes?
Mrs
Eggs from the Greek Grocer
Gladys: Gran, I'm hungry. Can we go home?
Granny: Grumbling again, Gladys! A great big girl like you. Now take my grey bag and go and get some eggs from the grocer, there's a good girl.
Cash in the Ice-Cream Carton
Colin: OK, Mike. At six o'clock you take a taxi to the bank. Max will come out with the cash in a cream-coloured case...
Mike: I'm to collect the cash?
Colin: Of course. Don't ask
At an Accommodation Agency
Mr Mason: Good morning. I want an apartment in central London.
Manager: Certainly, sir. How much rent did you want to pay?
Mr Mason: No more than $27 a month.
Manager: $2
Noisy Neighbours
Mr P r i n g: (angrily) Bang! Bang! Bang! What are the Kings doing at seven o'clock on Sunday morning?
Mrs P r i n g: Well, Mr King is singing.
Mr P r i n g: Yes, but what'
A King and a Song
I n g r i d: There once was a king —
Mungo: King of England?
I n g r i d: No. This king's kingdom was far-flung, stretching along the banks of every winding river, spreading into
A Fine View
V e r a: Has your family lived here for very long?
Victor: Five and a half years. We arrived on the first of February.
V e r a: What a fine view you have! Victor: Yes. I love livi
A Walk in the Woods
G w e n: Did you see Victor on Wednesday, Wendy?
Wendy: Yes. We went for a walk in the woods near the railway.
G w e n: Wasn't it cold on Wednesday?
Wendy: Yes. It was ve
A Visit to Vladivostok
Oliver: Victor, have you ever visited Vladivostok?
Victor: Never. In fact, I haven't travelled further than Liverpool.
Oliver: I've had an invitation from the University of Vladiv
Twenty Foreign Visitors
W i 1 m a: What are you giving your foreign visitors on Wednesday evening, Winnie? How many — twelve, is it?
Winnie: Twenty. Twelve of William's Swedish representatives, eight of them with
Surprises in the Post Office
Mns Smith: This parcel smells, Mrs Jones.
M r s Jones: Something's written on it.
M r s S m i t h: What does it say?
Mrs!Jones:It says: This parcel contains six m
A Sweet Siamese Student
Sam: That Siamese student seems a nice sort of person.
Stan: Yes. serious, sensible — a bit insecure, perhaps. Eldest of six — the rest still at school.
S a m: I see her sister so
A Special Washing Machine
Mrs Marsh: Does this shop sell washing machines?
Mr Shaw: Yes. This is the newest washing machine, madam.
Mrs M a r s h: Is it Swedish?
Mr Shaw: No, madam. It's English.
George Churchill
Jerry: Just outside this village there's a very dangerous bridge.
John: Yes. Charles told me two jeeps crashed on it in January. What happened?
Jerry: Well George Churchill was th
Early for Lunch
Mr Alien: Hello, Lily. You're looking lovely today.
Waitress: Hello, Mr Alien. You're early for lunch. It's only eleven o'clock.
Mr Alien: When I come later there's usually nothin
A Proud Parent
Mrs Randal: Are" all the children grown up now, Ruth?
Mrs R e e d: Oh yes. Laura is the cleverest one. She's a librarian in the public library.
Mrs Randal: Very interesting.
A Lovely Little lion
Billy: I love wild life in its natural element. Look at all your lovely animals, Lucy. Lots and lots.
Lucy: Eleven, actually.
Billy: And look! Here's a lovely little lion — a real
The Respective Merits of Frogs and Rabbits
Roger: My rabbit can roar like a rhinoceros.
Barry: Rubbish! Rabbits don't roar, Roger.
Roger: You're wrong, Barry. My rabbit's an Arabian rabbit. They're very rare. When he's ang
A Dreadful Train Crash
P r u e: Weren't you in that train crash on Friday, Fred?
Fred: Oh Prue, it's like a dreadful dream.
P r u e: A tractor — isn t that right? — crossing a bridge with a trailer of f
Gossips
Judith: Edith Smith is only thirty. Ethel: Is she? I thought, she was thirty-three. Judith: Edith's birthday was last Thursday. Ethel: Was it? 1 thought it was last month.
Judith: The Smit
The Hat in the Window
Miss Brothers: I want to buy the hat in the window.
Assistant: There are three hats together in the window, madam. Do you want the one with the feathers?
Miss Brothers: No. The ot
A Horrible Accident
Helen: Hello, Ellen.
Ellen: Hello, Helen. Have you heard? There's been a horrible accident.
Helen: Oh dear! What's happened?
Ellen: Hilda Higgins' husband has had an acci
To a False Friend
(by Th. Hood)
Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again.
Friends, if we have ever been,
Friends, we cannot now remain;
I o
UNIT 26. WEAK FORMS OF WORDS
The use of weak forms is an essential part of English speech and you must learn to use the weak forms of 33 English words if you want your English to sound English. Some words have more than one we
A Few General Rules
(a) Always stress the syllable before one that's pronounced [fn] -ssion/-tion, [fs] -cious/-tious, [fl] -cial/-tíal, etc.
e. g. a'ttention 'spacious ,arti'ficia
Синтагма
В предложении могут быть одна или несколько синтагм или интонационных групп. Синтагмой называется относительно законченный по смыслу отрезок предложения. Синтагма может состоять из одного сл
LOGICAL STRESS ЛОГИЧЕСКОЕ УДАРЕНИЕ
Логическое ударение -- это особое средство выделения какого-либо слова, используемого в качестве интонационного средства противопоставления или усиления. Слово с логическим ударением
Looking For Something Pretty
Salesgirl: Good morning, madam. Can I help you at all?
Annabel: Well, I'm looking for a dress. Something to wear at the theatre. Something pretty.
Salesgirl: Certainly, mad
He Has One Rabbit at Home
Teacher: "Who can tell me how much five and one make?" No answer.
Teacher: "Suppose I give you five rabbits and then another rabbit. How many rabbits would you have?&
Morning and Evening
— What time do you get up as a rule?
— Generally about half past seven.
— Why so early?
— Because I usually catch an early train up to town.
— When do you get to
Afternoon Tea
— Good afternoon, Mrs. White, how are you?
— Very well indeed, thank you, and how are you?
— Quite well, thank you. Won't you sit down. Excuse me, please. I think that's my niece
Every Cloud Has Its Silver Lining
The father was reading the school report which had just been handed to him by his hopeful son. His brow was wrathful as he read, "English — poor, French — weak, mathematics — poor," and h
Cinderella
Once upon a time there lived a young girl called Cinderella. She had a step-mother and two ugly step-sisters. One day the Prince invited them to a ball. The ugly sisters went but Cinderella had to
Too Great a Majority
George Bernard Show's gift of ready wit is well-illustrated by the story of how he turned the laugh against a member of the public who was expressing disapproval of one of his plays.
It wa
I. JOKES
BABY BEGINS TO SPEAK
"I've had a dreadful day," the wife complained to her husband. "First the baby cut his first tooth, then he took his first step, and then he fell and kn
II. TALES
THE COUNTRY MOUSE AND THE CITY MOUSE
Once upon a time a city mouse visited his cousin in the country. The country mouse shared his simple but wholesome food. Peas, barley, corn, tasty root
The Moral
A simple meal eaten in peace is better than a banquet eaten in fear and trembling.
THE FOX AND THE GRAPES
One hot summer day the fox hunted for miles and miles without seei
The Moral
Only a fool will despise what he cannot get for himself.
LITTLE RED RIDING-HOOD
Once upon a time there was a little girl who was very pretty and very good. Her mother and her gran
III. TEXTS
WASHINGTON
New York is a place to have fun. San Francisco is great for a holiday, but Washington is wonderful for tourists, because there are so many famous and historical places to see.
IV. LECTURES
WHY USE GAMES? (by Julia Khan)
Characteristics of games
What is a game? Everyone feels intuitively that they know but definition is elusive. Perhaps we can say that, "
V. POEMS
LITTLE ROBIN REDBREAST
Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,
Up went Pussy-cat and down went he;
Down came Pussy-cat and away Robin ran;
Said littte Robin Redb
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