Christmas is for Children by Elsie Melchert Fowler

Девочка украшающая ёлку

Рождественское стихотворение для детей на английском языке с переводом на русский язык. Christmas is for Children Christmas is for children — at least that’s what they say, It’s time of wide-eyed wonder, a magic holiday When candy canes and gingerbread fill tummies with delight And little sleepyheads try hard to stay up through the night. Yes, Christmas is for children- anyone will tell you so. The twinkling, colored lights on trees make youngsters’ eyes just glow! Each package and each stocking is approached with childish joy And toys bring squeals of laughter from each eager girl and boy. Yes, Christmas … Читать далее →

Lewis Carroll «Jabberwocky»

Бармаглот, он же Верлиока

Стихотворение «Jabberwocky» — один из лучших образцов английского поэтического нонсенса — было включено Кэрроллом в главу I «Алисы в Зазеркалье» — общепринятое в России название (Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1870 — дословный перевод «Сквозь Зеркало и Что там увидела Алиса»), однако первая строфа стихотворения была написана еще в 1855 г. В сказке первая строфа стихотворения печатается зеркально отраженной. Jabberwocky (from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872) `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. «Beware the Jabberwock, my … Читать далее →

Lewis Carroll «Turtle Soup»

Иллюстрация к Алисе в стране чудес

Из книги «Алиса в стране чудес», песенка из главы десятой «Морская кадриль». Turtle Soup «Beautiful Soup, so rich and green, Waiting in a hot tureen! Who for such dainties would not stoop? Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Beau—ootiful Soo—oop! Beau—ootiful Soo—oop! Soo—oop of the e—e—evening. Beautiful, beautiful Soup! «Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish, Game, or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two p ennyworth only of beautiful Soup? Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup? Beau—ootiful Soo—oop! Beau—ootiful Soo—oop! Soo—oop of the e—e—evening, Beautiful, beauti—FUL SOUP!» Lewis Carroll (1832-1898) Еда … Читать далее →

Lewis Carroll «The Walrus and The Carpenter»

морж, плотник и устрицы

The Walrus and The Carpenter from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright — And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done — «It’s very rude of him,» she said, «To come and spoil the fun!» The sea was wet as wet could be, The sands were dry as … Читать далее →

Lewis Carroll «The Mad Gardener’s Song»

Безумный садовник

The Mad Gardener’s Song He thought he saw an Elephant That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter from his wife. ‘At length I realize,’ he said, ‘The bitterness of Life!’ He thought he saw a Buffalo Upon the chimney-piece: He looked again, and found it was His Sister’s Husband’s Niece. ‘Unless you leave this house,’ he said, ‘I’ll send for the Police!’ He thought he saw a Rattlesnake That questioned him in Greek: He looked again, and found it was The Middle of Next Week. ‘The one thing I regret,’ he said, ‘Is … Читать далее →

Lewis Carroll «All in the golden afternoon…»

Иллюстрация Инги-Карин Эриксон

В этом стихотворении Кэрролл вспоминает «золотой полдень» в 1862 г., когда он и его друг, достопочтенный Робинсон Дакворт, отправились с тремя прелестными дочерьми ректора Лидделла в лодке на прогулку вверх по Темзе. «Первая» — это старшая из сестер Лидделл, Лорина Шарлотта, которой к тому времени уже минуло тринадцать лет. «Вторая» — десятилетняя Алиса Плэзнс, а «Третья» — восьмилетняя Эдит. Этим стихотворением начинается знаменитая книга Льюиса Кэрролла «Приключения Алисы в стране чудес». All in the golden afternoon ‎Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, ‎By little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence ‎Our wanderings … Читать далее →