From English children's poetry, the house that Jack built. The house that Jack built Wheat that is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

And this is wheat

that Jack built.

And this is a cheerful tit bird,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

Here is a dog without a tail

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

And this is a hornless cow,

Kicking an old dog without a tail,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

And this is an old woman, gray-haired and strict,

Who milks a hornless cow,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

And this is a lazy and fat shepherd,

Who milks a hornless cow,

Kicked an old dog without a tail,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

In the house,

that Jack built.

Here are two roosters

who wake up that shepherd,

Who quarrels with a strict cowshed,

Who milks a hornless cow,

Kicked an old dog without a tail,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

Here is the house
that Jack built.

And this is wheat

In the house,
that Jack built.

And this is a nasty fat rat


Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

Here is the cat. He's terribly proud of himself

That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

And here is the dog - simplicity itself,
But only something does not like the cat,

For the fact that he, like a fire, is afraid
That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

And here is the cow without the right horn,
She is angry with the dog


Who is terribly proud of himself
For the fact that he, like a fire, is afraid
That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

And here comes the girl - touchy!
She milks a cow without a horn,

For the fact that the dog is simplicity itself
But still she doesn't like the cat very much,
Who is terribly proud of himself
For the fact that he, like a fire, is afraid
That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

And this is a shepherd, lazy and loafer,
Which is no later than Monday


Which is a little evil on the dog
For the fact that the dog is simplicity itself,
But still she doesn't like the cat very much,
Who is terribly proud of himself
For the fact that he, like a fire, is afraid
That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

And this is the priest who crowned on Christmas Eve


In the rye he kissed his touchy,
Who milks a cow without a horn
Which is a little evil on the dog
Because the dog is simplicity itself.
But still she doesn't like the cat very much,
Who is terribly proud of himself
For the fact that he, like a fire, is afraid
That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

And this is a rooster. He sings songs


That shepherd who, although a loafer,
But still no later than Monday
In the rye he kissed his touchy,
Who milks a cow without a horn
Which is a little evil on the dog
For the fact that the dog is simplicity itself,
But still she doesn't like the cat very much,
Who is terribly proud of himself
For the fact that he, like a fire, is afraid
That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

And here is the peasant in whose house he lives
The same rooster that sings songs
And this does not let the priest sleep,
Who married the Christmas Eve before last
That shepherd who, although a loafer,
But still no later than Monday
In the rye he kissed his touchy,
Who milks a cow without a horn
Which is a little evil on the dog
For the fact that the dog is simplicity itself,
But still she doesn't like the cat very much,
Who is terribly proud of himself
For the fact that he, like a fire, is afraid
That fat gray rat
With the habits of an old cunning fox,
Which often steals wheat,
Which is stored in a dark closet
In the house,
that Jack built.

Reviews

Igor,
I'm glad to see you on the main page, regardless of the occasion :))).

Knowing your talent, I think that you could still make the beginning of the poem different from Marshak's. And I believe you will.

Not at all because someone not too smart immediately rushed to accuse you of "plagiarism". It's just always interesting to solve a super-problem, isn't it? :)))

As for Vladislav Sergeev, it's great that he put your translation on the main page and drew attention to it. For my part, I advise everyone to rush to your page in order to get high, having bathed in English children's poetry, in the poems of Edward Lear, in limericks, etc.

And I do not quite agree with you about the "virtual" popularity. Indeed, on the Internet - the same readers who are no different from real ones :))). Yes, the stupidity of all kinds of "criminals" is more clearly visible in the virtual world (I do not mean Misha Translater, although I do not agree with a number of his remarks). But popularity in the virtual is not at all virtual popularity, but quite real :)). And if 15 thousand people read your poems online, then these are exactly 15 thousand REAL readers. Do not forget about it :)).

After all, we write for our readers, after all. And nothing else. Otherwise - only masturbation :))).

All the best to you and continued success.

It's funny, but there was also an option with rice.
Namely - "a fat rat that spoils rice bags ..." something like that. But rice is still some kind of too Asian option.
Imagine, "The house that Zhang Li built." By the way, a great topic for a parody - the alterations of Russian ditties into hockey are known.

that Jack built

And this is wheat

that Jack built.

And this is a cheerful tit bird,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

Here is a dog without a tail

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

But a cow without horns,

Kicking an old dog without a tail,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

And this is a gray-haired and strict old woman,

Who milks a hornless cow,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

And this is a lazy and fat shepherd,

Who scolds the cowshed

Who milks a hornless cow,

Kicked an old dog without a tail,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

Here are two roosters

who wake up that shepherd,

Who quarrels with a strict cowshed,

Who milks a hornless cow,

Kicked an old dog without a tail,

Who pats the cat by the collar,

Which scares and catches a tit,

Which often steals wheat,

Which is stored in a dark closet

that Jack built.

(R. Burns, translation by S. Marshak)

Jealousy Barboulier

“... So know, my friend,

What do you give me a wallet filled with

chervonets,

And if this wallet is in a rich box,

This box is in a precious case,

This case is in a wonderful chest,

This chest is in a wonderful locker,

This locker is in a magnificent room,

This room is in a pleasant room,

This room is in a luxurious castle,

This castle is in an incomparable fortress,

This fortress is in the famous city,

This town is on a fertile island,

This island is in a rich province,

This province is in a flourishing monarchy,

This monarchy - all over the world -

Then and then the whole world, where it would be

This flourishing monarchy

This big province

This fertile island

This famous city

This incomparable fortress

This luxurious castle

It's a nice place

This magnificent room

This wonderful locker

This wonderful chest

This precious case

This rich box

In which the purse would be locked,

filled with chervonets, -

I would be just as interested

How your money And yourself."

(J. Moliere)

Chapter 4 Warm-up between activities

You have a lot of power if

you own yourself.

speech and posture

During speech, it is necessary to maintain a sense of external and internal smartness.

Get the right posture. To do this, you need to sit or stand straight, with straightened shoulders, without straining the body, muscles of the arms and neck. The head should be kept straight, without much tension, not lowering forward or tilting back. This position of the body should become natural and habitual at the time of work on breathing and voice. In a word, you need the posture of a liberated, free person(by the way, it has nothing to do with ballet posture).

Deficiencies in posture are acquired as a result of frequent and prolonged adoption of incorrect postures and body positions. Incorrect posture, increasing muscle tension, can lead to distortion of the sound of the voice.

Do the following exercises to improve your posture.

Exercise 1

Sitting (standing). Imagine that a string is attached to the top of your head, and it gently pulls you up. Feel what is happening with your body: the back is straight, the head is raised, the chest protrudes slightly forward, the lower abdomen is tightened.

Exercise 2

Standing with your back straight, mentally connect the earlobes and shoulders with an imaginary cord. Walk around the room so that the cord maintains its taut position.


Exercise 3

Stand with your back against the wall. Lower your arms, close your feet, look straight ahead. Find the points of contact between the body and the wall. Mentally count to 20. Move away from the wall, maintaining your posture. Walk around the room with good posture (as if standing against a wall).

Exercise 4

Standing (sitting). Take your shoulders back, close your hands behind your back, connecting your fingers in the lock. Stay in this position for 10-30 seconds. Perform the exercise 2-3 times in a row.

Muscle relaxation

As you know, muscular and emotional looseness is the main condition for natural speech.

Most stutterers in progress speech communication experiencing feelings of anxiety, insecurity, fear. They are characterized by an imbalance and mobility between the processes of excitation and inhibition, increased emotionality. Any, even minor stressful situations become redundant for them. nervous system, cause nervous tension and increase the external manifestations of stuttering. Many stutterers are known to speak fluently when they are calm. And the state of calmness is mainly provided by general muscle relaxation. Conversely, the more relaxed the muscles, the deeper the state of general rest. Emotional arousal weakens with sufficiently complete relaxation of the muscles.

Learning to voluntarily relax the muscles, get rid of excess tension is possible only through constant conscious control over their activity. The ability to relax muscles is called relaxation- muscle release.

The ability to voluntarily relax the muscles is practiced through the use of special exercises that teach you to feel strong muscle tension and then their relaxed state.

Relaxation, both physical and mental, is the main goal of relaxation exercises.

Many of you are already so accustomed to physical tension that you perceive it as a natural state. It should be clearly understood that, having mastered relaxation, you will learn to regulate tension, that is, to relax when you need it.

Please read carefully before doing the exercises. guidelines. When reading the description of each exercise, try to imagine how you will perform it. As it develops Special attention devote to the accumulation of practical experience. Do not hurry! The relaxation method involves the gradual development of exercises, the main conditions for the implementation of which are patience and perseverance.

Experience has proven that relaxation can be achieved only through the regular and systematic implementation of the above set of exercises for a long time.

Remember that the beneficial effect of relaxation in its entirety will not be achieved immediately. Over time, you will begin to perform relaxation exercises at a faster pace than at the beginning. Later, you can relax when you need to. This is not easy, but you will definitely learn this. At some stage, you will no longer need to perform exercises by elements, as at the very beginning of classes. And finally, you will be able (if necessary) to relieve internal tension from yourself on command.

So, now you already know - and this is extremely important - about your ability to overcome internal tension. And they are able to do it themselves - without any outside interference.

A set of relaxation exercises must be mastered so well as to bring the implementation of each of them to automatism. This is the basis of "minute" relaxation, which you should be able to use repeatedly throughout the day. For example, before a serious discussion, before a responsible exam, in conflict situation at home or at work. In other words, when you need to relax, relieve stress.

When you truly master relaxation, it will become an integral part of your lifestyle, and this, in turn, will improve your speech.

♦ It is necessary to voluntarily strain as much as possible and then relax as much as possible any group of muscles (tongue, neck, arm, etc.). At the same time, it is important to create a sense of contrast between their tense and free state.

♦ It is useful to control the strength of muscle tension both with the help of bodily sensations during exercise, and visually, paying attention to the area of ​​the shoulder girdle, neck, mimic muscles of the face. Such control makes it easier to make the transition to deep relaxation, resulting in the development of freedom of action and the ability to control the muscles.

♦ It should be remembered that irrational relaxation is as much an obstacle to free movement as stiffness.

Great about verses:

Poetry is like painting: one work will captivate you more if you look at it closely, and another if you move further away.

Little cutesy poems irritate the nerves more than the creak of unoiled wheels.

The most valuable thing in life and in poetry is that which has broken.

Marina Tsvetaeva

Of all the arts, poetry is most tempted to replace its own idiosyncratic beauty with stolen glitter.

Humboldt W.

Poems succeed if they are created with spiritual clarity.

The writing of poetry is closer to worship than is commonly believed.

If only you knew from what rubbish Poems grow without shame... Like a dandelion near a fence, Like burdocks and quinoa.

A. A. Akhmatova

Poetry is not in verses alone: ​​it is spilled everywhere, it is around us. Take a look at these trees, at this sky - beauty and life breathe from everywhere, and where there is beauty and life, there is poetry.

I. S. Turgenev

For many people, writing poetry is a growing pain of the mind.

G. Lichtenberg

A beautiful verse is like a bow drawn through the sonorous fibers of our being. Not our own - our thoughts make the poet sing inside us. Telling us about the woman he loves, he delightfully awakens in our souls our love and our sorrow. He is a wizard. Understanding him, we become poets like him.

Where graceful verses flow, there is no place for vainglory.

Murasaki Shikibu

I turn to Russian versification. I think that over time we will turn to blank verse. There are too few rhymes in Russian. One calls the other. The flame inevitably drags the stone behind it. Because of the feeling, art certainly peeps out. Who is not tired of love and blood, difficult and wonderful, faithful and hypocritical, and so on.

Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin

- ... Are your poems good, tell yourself?
- Monstrous! Ivan suddenly said boldly and frankly.
- Do not write anymore! the visitor asked pleadingly.
I promise and I swear! - solemnly said Ivan ...

Mikhail Afanasyevich Bulgakov. "Master and Margarita"

We all write poetry; poets differ from the rest only in that they write them with words.

John Fowles. "The French Lieutenant's Mistress"

Every poem is a veil stretched out on the points of a few words. These words shine like stars, because of them the poem exists.

Alexander Alexandrovich Blok

The poets of antiquity, unlike modern ones, rarely wrote more than a dozen poems during their long lives. It is understandable: they were all excellent magicians and did not like to waste themselves on trifles. Therefore, behind every poetic work of those times, a whole Universe is certainly hidden, filled with miracles - often dangerous for someone who inadvertently wakes dormant lines.

Max Fry. "The Talking Dead"

To one of my clumsy hippos-poems, I attached such a heavenly tail: ...

Mayakovsky! Your poems do not warm, do not excite, do not infect!
- My poems are not a stove, not a sea and not a plague!

Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovsky

Poems are our inner music, clothed in words, permeated with thin strings of meanings and dreams, and therefore drive away critics. They are but miserable drinkers of poetry. What can a critic say about the depths of your soul? Don't let his vulgar groping hands in there. Let the verses seem to him an absurd lowing, a chaotic jumble of words. For us, this is a song of freedom from tedious reason, a glorious song that sounds on the snow-white slopes of our amazing soul.

Boris Krieger. "A Thousand Lives"

Poems are the thrill of the heart, the excitement of the soul and tears. And tears are nothing but pure poetry that has rejected the word.