Speaking clearly. Improving voice and articulation: Фонетический практикум. Фомиченко Л.Г. - 44 стр.

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                              Leisure
                                                      W.H. Davies
     What is this life if, full of care,
     We have no time to stand and stare?
     No time to stand beneath the boughs
     And stare as long as sheep or cows:
     No time to see, when woods we pass,
     Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
     No time to see, in broad daylight,
     Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
     No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
     And watch her feet, how they can dance:
     No time to wait till her mouth can
     Enrich that smile her eyes began?
     A poor life this if, full of care,
     We have no time to stand and stare.

                           Sonnet CXXX
                                                William Shakespeare
     My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
     Coral is far more red than her li ps’ red;
     If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
     If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
     I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
     But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
     And in some perfumes is there more delight
     Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
     I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
     That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
     I grant I never saw a goddess go;
     My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
             And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
             As any she belied with false compare.