domingo, 16 de enero de 2022

Song: I prithee spare me gentle boy - Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day - Song: I prithee spare me gentle boy - John Suckling

Recursos Educativos en Inglés - Poems in English - Poesías en inglés San Valentín

Song: I prithee spare me gentle boy

I prithee spare me gentle boy,
Press me no more for that slight toy,
That foolish trifle of an heart;
I swear it will not do its part,
Though thou dost thine, employ’st thy pow’r and art.
For through long custom it has known
The little secrets, and is grown
Sullen and wise, will have its will,
And like old hawks pursues that still
That makes least sport, flies only where’t can kill.
Some youth that has not made his story,
Will think perchance the pain’s the glory,
And mannerly sit out love’s feast;
I shall be carving of the best,
Rudely call for the last course ’fore the rest.
And oh when once that course is past,
How short a time the feast doth last;
Men rise away and scarce say grace,
Or civilly once thank the face
That did invite, but seek another place.

By Sir John Suckling

John Suckling was an English poet and gentleman, whose best known poem is "Ballad Upon a Wedding". He wrote serious poems, but is especially remembered for his lyrical poems, light and cynical as if he had been improvising. He is a "gallant, gentle, easy, lyrical, cultivated" poet.
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Love and Life: A Song - John Wilmot - Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day - Love and Life: A Song - John Wilmot

Recursos Educativos en Inglés - Poems in English - Poesías en inglés San Valentín

Love and Life: A Song

All my past life is mine no more,
The flying hours are gone,
Like transitory dreams giv’n o’er,
Whose images are kept in store
By memory alone.

The time that is to come is not;
How can it then be mine?
The present moment’s all my lot;
And that, as fast as it is got,
Phyllis, is only thine.

Then talk not of inconstancy,
False hearts, and broken vows;
If I, by miracle, can be
This live-long minute true to thee,
’Tis all that Heav'n allows.

By John Wilmot

John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester was an English poet and libertine writer.
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sábado, 15 de enero de 2022

Beautiful Dreamer Serenade - Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day - Beautiful Dreamer Serenade - Stephen C. Foster

Recursos Educativos en Inglés - Poems in English - Poesías en inglés San Valentín

Beautiful Dreamer Serenade

Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!

Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng,—
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer awake unto me!

Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.

Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,—
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!

By Stephen C. Foster

Stephen Collins Foster was an American singer-songwriter. Many of his songs, such as Oh! Susanna, Camptown Races and Beautiful Dreamer, are still popular 150 years after their composition.

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Valentine’s Afternoon - Michael McFee - Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day - Valentine’s Afternoon - Michael McFee

Recursos Educativos en Inglés - Poems in English - Poesías en inglés San Valentín

Valentine’s Afternoon

Four lanes over, a plump helium heart—

slipped, maybe, from some kid’s wrist
or a rushed lover's empty front seat

through a half-cracked car window—

rises like a shiny purple cloudlet
toward today’s gray mess of clouds,

trailing its gold ribbon like lightning

that will never strike anything
or anyone here on the forsaken ground,

its bold love increasingly illegible

as it ascends over the frozen oaks,
riding swift currents toward the horizon,

a swollen word wobbling out of sight.

By Michael McFee - Michael McFee is a poet and essayist from Asheville, North Carolina.

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Valentine To RR - Charlotte Richardson - Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day - Valentine To RR - Charlotte Richardson

Recursos Educativos en Inglés - Poems in English - Poesías en inglés San Valentín

Valentine To RR

Custom, whose laws we all allow,
And bow before his shrine,
Has so ordained, my friend, that you
Are now my Valentine.
Ah, could my humble Muse aspire
To catch the flame divine!
These are the gifts that I’d require
For thee, my Valentine!
May virtue o’er thy steps preside
And in thy conduct shine;
May truth and wisdom ever guide
And guard my Valentine.
May piety, seraphic maid,
Her influence divine
Shed on thy head, and ever lead,
And bless my Valentine.
Life’s dangerous paths safe may’st thou tread,
Shielded by Grace divine;
And when these artless lines are read,
Think on my Valentine!

By Charlotte Richardson

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viernes, 14 de enero de 2022

The Dragon's Tears - Children's tales of peace

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Recursos Educativos en Inglés - Stories in English

Cuentos en inglés sobre la paz - Peace Stories

The Dragon's Tears - Stories for children peace day

Far, far away, in the deep cavern of a strange country, there lived a dragon whose eyes flashed like burning blights.

The surrounding people were frightened and all hoped that someone would be able to kill it. Mothers trembled when they heard about him, and children cried silently for fear that the dragon would hear them.

But there was one child who was not afraid:

- Taró, who should I invite to your birthday party?

- Mum, I want you to invite the dragon.

- Are you kidding," said the mother.

- No, I want you to invite the dragon," repeated the boy.

The mother shook her head in despair - what strange ideas her child had! It was not possible!

But on the day of his birthday, Taró disappeared from home. He walked through the mountains, across streams and through forests, until he came to the mountain where the dragon lived.

- Lord dragon, Lord dragon," he cried in a vibrant voice.

- What's the matter, who's calling me," thought the dragon, sticking his head out of his huge cavern.

- Today is my birthday and my mother will prepare a lot of sweets," cried the boy. I've come to invite you.

The dragon could not believe his ears and looked at the boy growling in a cavernous voice. But Taró was not afraid and continued shouting:

- Lord dragon, are you coming to my birthday party?

When the dragon understood that the boy meant what he said, he was moved and began to think:

- Everyone hates and fears me. No one has ever invited me to a birthday party. Nobody loves me. What a good boy he is!

And as he thought this, tears began to fall from his eyes. First a few, then so many and so many that they became a river flowing down the valley.

- Come, get on my back," said the dragon, sobbing, "I'll take you home.

The boy saw the dragon come out of the burrow. It was a beautiful reptile, with subtle coloured scales, sinuous like a snake, but with very sturdy legs.

Taró mounted on the back of the ferocious animal and the dragon began to swim in the river of its tears. And as he swam, by a strange magic, the animal's body changed shape and size and the boy arrived happily at his home, driving a beautifully decorated dragon-shaped boat.

♦ Canciones día de la Paz en Inglés - Songs Peace's Day

♦ The Seven Coloured Knights - Diversity and Tolerance

♦ Seeking Peace - Children's tales of peace

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jueves, 13 de enero de 2022

In the Ribera of Oka - Children's tales of peace

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Recursos Educativos en Inglés - Stories in English

Cuentos en inglés sobre la paz - Peace Stories

In The Ribera Of Oka - Stories for children peace day

On the banks of the Oka many peasants lived happily; the land was not fertile, but if tilled steadily, it produced enough to live on, and there was still enough to keep a little in reserve.

Ivan, one of the farmers, was once at the fair in Tula and bought a beautiful pair of hounds to guard his house. The little animals soon became known all over the fields of the Oka valley for their constant raids, in which they would wreak havoc on the crops; sheep and calves did not usually fare well.

Ivan's neighbour Nicolai bought another pair of dogs at the first fair in Tula to defend his house, fields and land.

But as each peasant increased the number of dogs to better defend himself, the dogs became more demanding. They were no longer content with the bones and other leftovers from the house, but had to be reserved for the best parts of the slaughter, and covered enclosures had to be built for them and more time had to be devoted to their care.

At first, the new keepers quarrelled with the old ones, but they soon became friends and the four of them went on the rounds together.

The other neighbours, when they saw the danger increase, also got hounds, and so, after a few years, each farmer owned a pack of ten or fifteen dogs. As soon as it got dark, at the slightest noise, the hounds would run furiously and make such a racket that it seemed as if an army of bandits were about to attack the house. The frightened masters locked their doors and said:

- My God, what would become of us without these brave hounds who self-sacrificingly defend our houses?

In the meantime, misery had settled in the village; the children, covered in rags, grew pale with cold and hunger, and the men, no matter how hard they worked from morning till night, could not find enough food for their families. One day, they complained about their fate to the oldest and wisest man in the place, and as they blamed it on heaven, the old man said to them:

- It is you who are to blame; you lament that your house lacks bread for your children, who languish thin and faded, and I see that you all keep dozens of fat and lustrous dogs.

- They are the defenders of our homes," exclaimed the husbandmen.

- Defenders? of whom do they defend you?

- Sir, if it were not for them, the strange dogs would wipe out our cattle and even ourselves.

- Blind, blind! -Do you not understand that the dogs defend each one of you from the dogs of others, and that if no one had dogs you would not need defenders who eat all the bread that should feed your children? Suppress the hounds, and peace and plenty will return to your homes.

And following the old man's advice, they got rid of their defenders, and a year later their granaries and larders were not enough to contain their provisions, and on the faces of their children smiled health and prosperity.

León Tolstoi

♦ Canciones día de la Paz en Inglés - Songs Peace's Day

♦ The Seven Coloured Knights - Diversity and Tolerance

♦ Seeking Peace - Children's tales of peace

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