Подборка стихов для конкурса чтецов

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Палецкая Ирина Викторовна

МАОУ «Лицей №6»,г.Бердск

учитель иностранного языка

Подборка стихов для конкурса чтецов на английском языке «New Year and Christmas Poems» («Новогодняя и Рождественская поэзия») в рамках проведения недели иностранного языка

Snowflakes - Снежинки

by Linda A. Copp

Snowflakes spill from heaven's hand
Lovely and chaste like smooth white sand.
A veil of wonder laced in light
Falling Gently on a winters night.

Graceful beauty raining down
Giving magic to the lifeless ground.
Each snowflake like a falling star
Smiling beauty that's spun afar.

Till earth is dressed in a robe of white
Unspoken poem the hush of night.



Sleigh-Bells - Колокольчики на салазках

by Evaleen Stein

Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle! Happy winter-time!
Baby's eyes a-twinkle, hear the sleigh-bells chime!

Each one rings a merry ting-a-ling-a-ling!
For a sleigh-bell fairy hides inside to sing.

See them quake and quiver, up and downward tossed,
Seems as if they shiver in the nipping frost!

Shiver into laughter, jolly little elves!
Till we laugh thereafter, merry as themselves!



Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Winter

by Dorothy Aldis

The street cars are like frosted cakes --
All covered up with cold snowflakes.

The horses' hoofs scrunch on the street;
Their eyelashes are white with sleet.

And everywhere the people go --
With faces tickled by the snow.

New Year To You

Happy New Year to you!
May every great new day
Bring you sweet surprises -
A happiness buffet.
Happy New Year to you,
And when the new year's done,
May the next year be even better,
Full of pleasure, joy and fun.

by Joanna Fuchs


Happy New Year

If it didn't bring you joy just leave it behind
Let's ring in the New Year with good things in mind
Let every bad memory that brought heartache and pain
And let's turn a new leaf with the smell of new rain
Let's forget past mistakes making amends for this year
Sending you these greetings to bring you hope and cheer
Happy New Year!

by Robert Fisher




New Years Are a Chance for a Beginning

New years are a chance for a beginning
Even when there hasn't been an end.
Wheels turn in an interminable bend,
Yet, marked in one spot, seem to wobble spinning.
Each year we hope to do a little better
Although we know that really nothing's changed.
Reason thinks that everything's arranged,
So we must dream if we would fate unfetter.

by William Byrd

From home to home,
And heart to heart,
From one place to another
The warmth and joy of Christmas,
Brings us closer to each other.

By Emily Matthews





Christmas Bells

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The Carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"

by Longfellow Henry Wadsworth



Christmas Carol

The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
But here is all aright.)

The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast
His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
But here the true hearts are.)

The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
But here the world's desire.)

The Christ-child stood on Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown,
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
And all the stars looked down

by G.K.Chesterton

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