The winter not without reason is angry,
Has passed it it is time -
The spring is knocked on a window
Also drives from a court yard.
And all has begun to fuss,
All нудит Winter -
And larks in the sky
Have lifted a ringing.
The winter still strives
And for the Spring grumbles.
That to it in eyes laughs loudly
And more only rustles...
The witch malicious was enraged
And, to snow захватя,
Has started up, escaping,
In the fine child.
To spring and burning it is not enough:
Has washed in snow,
Also became only ruddier,
Counter to the enemy.
Советы, идеи для досуга
Напишите стихи наанглийском про природу!!!!срочно. надо до сегодня в 23-00
What our life is if full of care
We have no time to stand and stare
No time to stand beneath the bugs ...
...
введи строчки в гугле, отличные стихи!
We have no time to stand and stare
No time to stand beneath the bugs ...
...
введи строчки в гугле, отличные стихи!
....To Nature
It may indeed be phantasy, when I
Essay to draw from all created things
Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings ;
And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie
Lessons of love and earnest piety.
So let it be ; and if the wide world rings
In mock of this belief, it brings
Nor fear, nor grief, nor vain perplexity.
So will I build my altar in the fields,
And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be,
And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields
Shall be the incense I will yield to Thee,
Thee only God! and thou shalt not despise
Even me, the priest of this poor sacrifice
(Samuel Taylor Coleridge)
....The Sea at Night
The grey sea creeps half-visible, half-hushed,
And grasps with its innumerable hands
These silent walls. I see beyond a rough
Glimmering infinity, I feel the wash
And hear the sibilation of the waves
That whisper to each other as they push
To shoreward side by side, --long lines and dim
Of movement flecked with quivering spots of foam,
The quiet welter of a shifting world.
(Sri Aurobindo)
It may indeed be phantasy, when I
Essay to draw from all created things
Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings ;
And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie
Lessons of love and earnest piety.
So let it be ; and if the wide world rings
In mock of this belief, it brings
Nor fear, nor grief, nor vain perplexity.
So will I build my altar in the fields,
And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be,
And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields
Shall be the incense I will yield to Thee,
Thee only God! and thou shalt not despise
Even me, the priest of this poor sacrifice
(Samuel Taylor Coleridge)
....The Sea at Night
The grey sea creeps half-visible, half-hushed,
And grasps with its innumerable hands
These silent walls. I see beyond a rough
Glimmering infinity, I feel the wash
And hear the sibilation of the waves
That whisper to each other as they push
To shoreward side by side, --long lines and dim
Of movement flecked with quivering spots of foam,
The quiet welter of a shifting world.
(Sri Aurobindo)
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