Автор: Coreas

Coreas — Wed, 07 Aug 2013 07:32:21 +0000

All the world's a stage All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.!стопудово!я это стихотворение рассказывала на экзамене по фонетике (студентка англ филологии)

Автор: Veronika_90

Veronika_90 — Wed, 07 Aug 2013 07:32:21 +0000

Ха) ну если переводить, то что-то вроде The world is theatre and we're playing roles in it)

Автор: alenamust

alenamust — Wed, 07 Aug 2013 07:32:21 +0000

По моему так: Our world is the theatre and we are actors there

Комментарии: Кто знает как по английский будет шекспировское весь «мир театр» итд?

Автор: Coreas

Автор: Veronika_90

Автор: alenamust