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1.
A Joke (Anonymous)
They
walked in the lane together,
The sky was covered with stars,
They reached the gate in silence,
He lifted down the
bars.
She
neither smiled nor thanked him
Because she knew not how;
For
he was just a farmer’s boy
And she – the farmer’s cow.
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2.
School Is Over (by
Robert l. Stevenson)
School
is over,
Oh, what fun!
Lessons finished,
Play
begun.
Who’ll run fastest,
You or I?
Who’ll
laugh loudest?
Let us try.
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3.
After the Party (by
William Wise)
Jonathan
Blake
Ate too much cake,
He isn’t himself today;
He’s tucked up in bed
With a feverish head,
And
he doesn’t much care to play.
Jonathan Blake
Ate too
much cake,
And three kinds of ice-cream too –
From
latest reports
He’s quite out of sorts*,
And I’m
sure the reports are true.
I’m sorry to state
That
he also ate
Six pickles, a pie and a pear;
In fact I
confess
It’s a reasonable guess
He ate practically
everything there.
Yes, Jonathan Blake
Ate too much
cake,
So he’s not at his best today.
But there’s
no need for sorrow –
If you come back tomorrow,
I’m
sure he’ll be out to play.
*out
of sorts - не в
духе;
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4.
Mice
I think
mice
Are rather nice.
Their tails are long,
Their
faces are small,
They haven’t any
Chins at all.
Their ears are pink,
Their teeth are white,
They
run about
The house at night.
They nibble things
They
shouldn’t touch,
And no one seems
To like them much.
But I think mice
Are nice.
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5.
Who’s In? (by
Elizabeth Fleming)
The
door is shut fast
And everyone’s out.”
But people
don’t know
What they’re talking about!
Says the
fly on the wall,
And the flame on the coals,
And the
dog on his rug,
And the mice in their holes,
And the
kitten curled up,
And the spiders that spin –
“What,
everyone’s out?
Why, everyone’s in!”
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6.
My new Neighbour (by Rose Fyleman)
Have
you had your tonsils out?
Do you go to school?
Do you
know that there are frogs
Down by the Willow Pool?
Are
you good at cricket?
Have you got a bat?
Do you know
the proper way
To feed a white rat?
Are
there any apples
On your apple tree?
Do you think your
mother
Will ask me in to tea?
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7.
I’ll Try
The
little boy who says “I’ll try”,
Will climb to the
hill-top.
The little boy who says “I can’t”,
Will
at the bottom stop.
I’ll
try” does great things every day;
“I can’t” gets
nothing done.
Be sure that you say “I’ll try”,
And
let “I can’t” alone.
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8.
Autumn Leaves (by
Margaret P. Sutphen)
The
leaves are dropping from the trees,
Yellow, brown, and red.
They patter softly like the rain –
One landed on my
head!
But
when the sleep of winter comes
They cuddle down to rest;
Then Mother Nature tucks them in
With snow as she
thinks best.
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9.
No Enemies (by Charles
Mackay)
You
have no enemies, you say?
Alas! My friend, the boast is
poor;
He who has mingled in the fray
Of duty that the
brave endure,
Must have made foes! If you have none,
Small
is the work that you have done.
You’ve hit no traitor on
the hip,
You’ve dashed no cup from perjured lip,
You’ve
never turned the wrong to right,
You’ve been a coward in
the fight.
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10.
Seven Ages (by William
Shakespeare)
from “As You Like It”
(«Весь
мир театр,
а люди в
нем - актеры»)
All
the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely
players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And
one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven
ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s
arms.
And then the whining
schoolboy, with his satchel,
And shining morning face,
creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
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