Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven

У меня, вообще, верхних постов не бывает, но такой шанс упускать, да еще в Год Пони и Радуг ((с) ov_20), да еще при таком имениннике, просто нельзя )

И спасибо ov_20, которая сообщила мне, недалекой, что в сети-то есть огромное ЩАСТЕ. И вполне позволительное по финансам!

и я не удержусь, потому что ТООООООМ

He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian

Да, и теперь все девочки прочтут Шекспира.



How I came by the crown, O God, forgive;
And grant it may with thee in true peace live!

I know you all, and will awhile uphold
The unyok'd humour of your idleness.
Yet herein will I imitate the Sun,
Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
To smother up his beauty from the world,
That, when he please again to be himself,
Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at,
By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
If all the year were playing holidays,
To sport would be as tedious as to work;
But, when they seldom come, they wish'd-for come,
And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
So when this loose behaviour I throw off,
And pay the debt I never promised,
By how much better than my word I am,
By so much shall I falsify men's hopes;
And, like bright metal on a sullen ground,
My reformation, glitt'ring o'er my fault,
Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes
Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
I'll so offend to make offense a skill,
Redeeming time when men think least I will.

Соглашусь с ov_20, актриса - редкостная корова и сцену она портит (да-да, Эмма Томпсон сыграла гениально), но ТООООООМММММ!)))))

за последние пару минут Henry V.