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The
Streets of London
Have you seen the old men in closed-down market,
Kicking up
the papers with his worn-out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride and held loosely by his side
CHORUS
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for
you the sun don't shine?
Oh, let me take you by the hand and lead you
through the streets of London,
I'll
show you something to make you change your
mind.
And have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She is no
time for talking, she just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.
And
in the all-night cafe at a quarter past eleven
Same old man sitting there on his own.
Looking at the world over the rim of his tea cup,
Each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone.
And have you seen the old man outside the seamen's missions,
Memories
fading with the medal ribbons that he wears?
And in our
winter city the rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't care.
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Poetry is the
music of our soul. We can’t imagine our life without it.
Poetry can
make people laugh and cry filling our hearts with gentleness and compassion. It
inspires us to appreciate more the beauty of the world and help us to love
stronger and to be better. Perhaps that’s way we may not remember the names of
kings but remember names of Shakespeare, Byron, Shevchenko and other poets
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Dear guests, members of the teaching staff,
students and lovers of the English language, we highly appreciate you came to
join us. Today we offer excursion which will acquaint you with the epoch of
Shakespeare, Byron, Burns, Shevchenko and others.
(Презентація «Shakespeare.pptx»)
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The last half of the XVI and the beginning of the
XVII centuries are known as the golden age of English literature. It was the
time of the English Renaissance, and sometimes it is even called "the age
of Shakespeare".
Although the name of William
Shakespeare is well-known in the world we know very little about his life.
He was born on April 23,1564 in Stratford-on-Avon. His mother, Mary Arden, was a daughter of a farmer.
He was born on April 23,1564 in Stratford-on-Avon. His mother, Mary Arden, was a daughter of a farmer.
His father, John Shakespeare,
was a glover who had an office at Stratford-on-Avon.
Little is known about
William's childhood. He got education at the Grammar school. He got married to
Anne Hathaway and he had three children, a boy and two girls.
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William lived in Stratford
until he was about 21, then he went to London. There is a story that William's
first work in London was holding rich men's horses at the theatre door. But
nobody can say whether this story is true.
Later Shakespeare became an
actor and the member of the big acting company. Soon he began to write plays
for this company and in a few years became a well known author. Shakespeare's
work as an actor helped him in writing of his plays. He knew the stage and that
helped him to write the most wonderful plays ever written. Shakespeare wrote
37 plays. Among them are tragedies such as The Merry Wives of Windsor, All's
Well That Ends Well, Twelfth Night, or, What You Will, Much Ado About Nothing;
historical dramas such as Henry IV, Richard III. He is also famous as the
author of two poems and 154 sonnets.
Shakespeare spent the last
years of his life at Stratford, where he died in 1616. He was buried in the
church of Stratford. A monument was built to him in the Poet's Corner in
Westminster Abbey.
Shakespeare was a great
humanist. He believed in man and wished to make life better for the people of
his country.
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O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear, your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers' meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.
What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
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During the
third period of his literary career, from 1600 to 1608, Shakespeare wrote the
great tragedies that were the pear of his achievement, and made him truly
immortal. "Hamlet", "Macbeth" "King Lear",
"Timon of Athens".
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"Hamlet" is the most famous, the most
popular play in the English
language. For the mass of readers and of playgoers it has no rival, even among
Shakespeare's works. What are the reasons for this unique fame? First,
undoubtedly, stands the character of Hamlet himself. The figure of Hamlet is
one of the very few immortal figures of art and poetry, like Cervantes' Don
Quixote and Goethe's Faust: a supreme embodiment of the universal in the
individual.
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Hamlet.
To be or not
to be: that is the question;
Whether it
is nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings
and arrows of outrageous fortune, or
To take arms
against a sea of troubles,
And by
opposing end them? to die: to sleep;
No more; and
by a sleep to say we end
The heart-acke
and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh
is heir to, its a consummation
Devoutly to
be wished.
To die, to
sleep...o die, to sleep.
Гамлет.
Быть иль не быть — таков вопрос;
Что благородней духом — покорятся
Пращам и стрелам яростной судьбы
Иль, ополчась на море смут, сразить их
Противоборством? Умереть, уснуть —
И только; и сказать, что сном кончаешь
Тоску и тысячу природных мук,
Наследье плоти, — как такой развязки
Не жаждать? Умереть, уснуть. — Уснуть!
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All
know that the best-known love story off all centuries was; the one of Romeo and
Juliet's. So, let's enjoy the balcony scene from this famous play and the song
from the film "Romeo and Juliet".
(Відеофрагмент з фільму «Ромео і
Джульєтта». Сцена на балконі)
ROMEO AND
JULIET Act II, Scene 1
The
Copula's Orchard Romeo (coming
forward):
He jests at scars that never
felt a wound
(Juliet appears above at the
window).
But soft! What light through
yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is
the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the
envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale
with grief,
That thou, her maid art far
more fair than she:
It is my lady; Oh, it is my
love!
Oh, that she knew she were!
She speaks, yet she says
nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses, I will
answer her,
I am too bold: t's not to me
she speaks.
See, how she leans her cheek
upon her hand!
Oh, if I were a glove upon
that hand!
That I might touch her cheek!
Juliet.
Ah! Me!
Romeo. She speaks:
Oh, speak again, bright angel!
For thou art as glorious to
this night, being o've my head
As is a winged messenger of
Heaven.
Juliet. Oh,
Romeo, Romeo!
Wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy
name:
Or, if thou wilt not, be then
sworn my love:
And I'll no longer be a
Capulet.
Romeo (aside).
Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
Juliet. 'Tis
but thy name that is my enemy
Thou art thyself though, not a
Montague.
What's Montague? It is nor
hand, nor foot
Nor arm, nor face, nor any
other part
Belonging to a man.
Oh, be some other name!
What's in a name!
That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell
as sweet,
So Romeo would, were he not
Romeo called
Retain the dear perfection, which he has
Retain the dear perfection, which he has
Without that title: Romeo, off
thy name:
And for that name, which is
not part of thee,
Take all myself.
(Quiz)
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A
new movement in literature which is called Romanticism appeared. It was caused
by great economic and political changes. Romanticism was a movement against
the progress of bourgeois civilization, which had driven whole sections of the
population to poverty. It was an effort to do away with the injustice. The
Romanticists tried to look ahead and see the future. They spoke up for the new
working class and believed in their right for active struggle for liberty.
The outstanding Revolutionary Romanticists were George Gordon Byron.
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The greatest
English port George Gordon Byron – was one of the most famous of English
“Romantic” poet.
(Презентація Дж. Байрон)
The
great English poet George Gordon Byron was born in 1788 in an old aristocratic
family. His mother came of a rich Scottish family. His father was a poor army
officer who spent his wife's money very soon and died when the boy was three
years old. The family lived in Scotland, where the boy went to Grammar school.
He loved history and read much about Rome, Greece and Turkey.
In 1798 Byron's granduncle
died and the boy inherited the title of lord and the family estate, Newstead
Abbey in Nottinghamshire. The family came to live there and George was sent to
Harrow school where boys of aristocratic families got there education.

At 17 Byron
entered Cambridge University and there his literary career began.
In 1815 Byron married Miss Isabella Milhanke, a cold and pedantic woman. They had a daughter, Augusta Ada, whom Byron loved very much. He was not happy in his family and soon left his wife. Byron's revolutionary speeches in parliament and the divorce helped the enemies to begin an attack against the poet. Byron was accused of immortality and had to leave England, he went to Switzerland. There Byron met Shelly and the two poets became friends.
In 1815 Byron married Miss Isabella Milhanke, a cold and pedantic woman. They had a daughter, Augusta Ada, whom Byron loved very much. He was not happy in his family and soon left his wife. Byron's revolutionary speeches in parliament and the divorce helped the enemies to begin an attack against the poet. Byron was accused of immortality and had to leave England, he went to Switzerland. There Byron met Shelly and the two poets became friends.
In 1817
Byron went to Italy where he lived until 1823. In Italy Byron wrote many of
his best poems: "Don Juan", (1819-1824), "Cain" (1821), "The age of Bronze"
(1823). When the Carbonari movement 1 was ended Byron went to Greece and joined
the people in there struggle for independence against Turkey. The struggle for
national inde- ! pendence had become the aim of his life. In Greek town of
Missolonghi Byron fell ill with typhus and died in April 1824.
His
friends brought Byron's body to England and was buried in Newstead, his native
place.
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Она идет во всей красе
Она идет во всей красе —
Светла, как ночь её страны.
Вся глубь небес и звёзды все
В её очах заключены.
Как солнце в утренней росе,
Но только мраком смягчены.
Прибавить луч иль тень отнять —
И будет уж совсем не та
Волос агатовая прядь.
Не те глаза, не те уста
И лоб, где помыслов печать
так безупречна, так чиста.
А этот взгляд, и цвет ланит.
И лёгкий смех, как всплеск
морской, —
Всё в ней о мире говорит.
Она в душе хранит покой.
То самой щедрого рукой.
Перевод С.Я. Маршака
(Відеовірш «She walks in beauty»
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
J. G. Byron
(Quiz)
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There,
watching high the least alarms
Thy rough,
rude fortress gleams afar;
Like some
bold veterans, grey in arms
And marked
with many a seamy scar!
Reading and
listening to these lines we understand that the poet was a real son of his
native land, he loved it, its history and folklore and tried to show his real
feelings.
(Презентація про Р.Бернса 003 Robert
Burns - Life And Times)
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Robert
Burns wrote many poems in Scottish Gaelic, but his best verses were written in
England. His poems touch the hearts and soul of every reader.
(Відеопісня “My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose” 004
My Love is like a Red, Red Rose- Robert Burns)
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But the
most famous poem of Robert Burns is “My
heart's in the Highlands”
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My
heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My
heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing
the wild deer, and following the roe
My
heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Farewell
to the Highlands, farewell to the North;
The
birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever
I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love,
Farewell
to the mountains high covered with snow;
Farewell
to the Straths and green valleys below;
Farewell
to the forests and wild-handing woods;
Farewell
to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.
My
heart's in the Highlands...
В ГОРАХ МОЁ СЕРДЦЕ
В горах моё сердце... Доныне я
там
По следу оленя лечу по скалам,
Гоню я оленя, пугаю козу.
В горах моё сердце, а сам я внизу.
Прощай, моя родина! Север,
прощай, —
Отечество славы и доблести край.
По белому свету судьбою гоним,
Навеки останусь я сыном твоим!
Прощайте, вершины над кровлей снегов,
Прощайте, долины и скаты лугов,
Прощайте, поникшие в бездну леса,
Прощайте, потоков лесных голоса.
В горах моё сердце...
Доныне я там
По следу оленя лечу по скалам,
Гоню я оленя, пугаю козу.
В горах моё сердце, а сам я внизу.


Моє серце вовік блукає нагір'ям
І вистежує дикого білого звіра,
Моє серце на гірних, зелених
вершинах,
Де бігають кози по тропах,
рівнинах.
Прощаюся з горами, згадку в серці
сховав,
Де б не мандрував я, де б я не
блукав.
Найкращих для мене батьківщин
героїчних
Любитиму завжди схили гір
північних.
Прощаюсь з гірськими сніжними
вершинами,
Прощаюсь з зеленими прилеглими
долинами,
Прощаюсь з лісами і дикими гаями,
З швидкими водоспадами й
грайливими струмками.
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Taras
Shevchenko is a great Ukrainian poet. He is a founder of the modern Ukrainian
literary language. T. Shevchenko is the favourite author of million Ukrainians,
a real people’s poet. His works are translated into many languages.
(Презентація «Заповіту» іншими мовами)
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My Testament
When I am dead, bury me
In my beloved Ukraine,
My tomb upon a grave mound
high
Amid the spreading plain,
So that the fields, the
boundless steppes,
The Dnieper's plunging shore
My eyes could see, my ears
could hear
The mighty river roar.
When from Ukraine the Dnieper
bears
Into the deep blue sea
The blood of foes ... then
will I leave
These hills and fertile fields
--
I'll leave them all and fly
away
To the abode of God,
And then I'll pray .... But
till that day
I nothing know of God.
Oh bury me, then rise ye up
And break your heavy chains
And water with the tyrants'
blood
The freedom you have gained.
And in the great new family,
The family of the free,
With softly spoken, kindly
word
Remember also me.
Taras Shevchenko
Pereyaslav, December 25, 1845
Translated by John Weir
Toronto, 1961
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You know
that the situation in the East of our country wants to be the best. So each of
us is a true patriot, that’s why everyone should remember that we live in a
single country, which name is UKRAINE
(Гімн України)
Glorious spirit of Ukraine
shines and lives forever.
Blessed by Fortune brotherhood
will stand up together.
Like the dew before the sun
enemies will fade,
We will further rule and
prosper in our promised land.
We will lay our soul and body
for the cherished freedom.
Cossack blood will raise the
nation of the joyous people.
СЛАВА УКРАЇНІ – ГЕРОЯМ СЛАВА!!!