A Bridge to English

         сайт Елены Забориной
Меню сайта
Погода
Tags
img scr=http://englishteacher.ucoz. img scr=http://englishteacher.ucoz. img src=http://englishteacher.ucoz. GREAT BRITAIN GREAT BRITAIN QUIZ img src=http://englishteacher.ucoz. Викторина Великобритания 6 класс img src=http://englishteacher.ucoz. КТП план img src=http://englishteacher.ucoz. IN BRIEF John Lennon The Beatles ЕГЭ ОПИСАНИЕ КАРТИНОК Diamond Jubilee QUEEN Бриллиантовый юбилей Королевы викторина Королева Великобритании Ecology УРОКИ АНГЛИЙСКОГО ЯЗЫКА обучающие программы BRITISH QUEEN ENGLISH QUIZ The Queen's Diamond Jubilee ОБУЧАЮЩИЕ ПРОГРАММЫ ПО АНГЛИЙСКОМУ письмо английский язык English Club TV Quiz ENGLISH HISTORY ENGLISH PEOPLE SHOW Sights SIGHTSEENG ENLISH HUMOR. ENGLISH FOR FUN Environment Environmental Problems Recycling Recycling Waste Reduce Reuse AMERICA the FLAG of the USA the United States The United States of America the USA Washington a good career choice Architect civil engineer journalist my career My Future Career my future job Teacher Atmosphere climate Earth forecast GREENHOUSE EFFECT Weather GAP YEAR Food Health Healthy Diet Vegetarian Shakespeare ST.VALENTINE'S DAY INDIVIDUAL STYLE britain LANGUAGE LEARNING languages Slang download live music music MUSIC ON TV MUSIC VIDEOS holidays SCHOOL CELEBRATIONS parties Dogs pets Cinema films Movies Halloween mobile phones technology Discipline education HEALTHY FOOD HEALTHY WAY OF LIFE Pancake Day Throve TUESDAY
Статистика

Онлайн всего: 2
Гостей: 2
Пользователей: 0
     Christmas poems 
 
          
        Some Children See Him
                              by Alfred Burt
               Some children see Him lily white  
                                                                                            the infant Jesus born this night 
                                                                                           Some children see Him lily white 
                                                                                                 with tresses soft and fair
 
Some children see Him bronzed and brown 
the Lord of heav'n to earth come down 
Some children see Him bronzed and brown 
with dark and heavy hair (with dark and heavy hair!)
 
Some children see Him almond-eyed
This Saviour whom we kneel beside
Some children see Him almond-eyed
With skin of yellow hue!
 
Some children see Him dark as they
Sweet Mary's Son to whom we pray
Some children see Him dark as they
And, ah! they love Him so!
 
The children in each different place
Will see the Baby Jesus' face
Like theirs but bright with heav'nly grace
And filled with holy light!
 
O lay aside each earthly thing
and with thy heart as offering
Come worship now the infant King
'tis love that's born tonight! 
'tis love that's born tonight!
 
Christmas is coming
Christmas is coming.
Christmas is coming.

Christmas is coming,
The geese are getting fat,
Please put a penny
In the old man's hat.
If you haven't got a penny,
A ha'penny will do.
If you haven't got a ha'penny,
Then God bless you.
Christmas is coming.
Christmas is coming.
 
It's Christmas!
It's Christmas! Merry Christmas!
Yes, it's merry, merry Christmas,
it's time for hanging stockings,
It's time for riding sleighs,
It's time for jolly greeting,
Snow and holly, overeating,
Oh, I love you merry Christmas,
You're the best of holidays
 
Little Jack Horner
Little Jack Horner,
Sat in a corner,
Eating a Christmas pie,
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said What a good boy am I.
 
 
The Night Before Christmas
By Clement Clarke Moore
 
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
 
 
Christmas Bells
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The Carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
‘There is no peace on earth,’ I said;
‘For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!’

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
‘God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!’
 
Новости
Календарь
«  Сентябрь 2020  »
ПнВтСрЧтПтСбВс
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
282930
Вход на сайт
Поиск
Архив записей
Друзья сайта
  • Официальный блог
  • Сообщество uCoz
  • FAQ по системе
  • База знаний uCoz

  • Copyright MyCorp © 2020
    Сделать бесплатный сайт с uCoz