Speaking clearly. Improving voice and articulation: Фонетический практикум. Фомиченко Л.Г. - 43 стр.

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      The nice biscuits he made
      Procured him much trade
With the little black boys of Jamaica.

                   S E C T I O N III

                         POEMS

                The Arrow and the Song
                                           Henry W. Longfellow
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where.
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of a song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

                       No Enemies
                                               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 li p,
You’ve dashed no cup from perjured li p,
You’ve never turned the wrong to right,
You’ve been a coward in the fight.