Consuelo de ti alma
Шикарный стих про тонкости английского произношения, уперла из френдленты :five:

Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard and sounds like bird,
And dead: it's said like bed, not bead --
For goodness sake don't call it 'deed'!
Watch out for meat and great and threat
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt).
A moth is not a moth in mother,
Nor both in bother, broth in brother,
And here is not a match for there
Nor dear and fear for bear and pear;
And then there's dose and rose and lose --
Just look them up -- and goose and choose,
And cork and work and card and ward,
And font and front and word and sword,
And do and go and thwart and cart --
Come, come, I've hardly made a start!
A dreadful language? Man alive!
I'd mastered it when I was five!

@темы: Стихи

2012-01-07 в 16:26 

Lontananza Disperata
Vivremmo insiem, moremmo insiem! (c) Verdi - "Don Carlo"
Замечательный стих! :five: