Основной зал <span>ГАС..............................................</span>
Toe палец (на ноге)
shoulder плечо
Unlike Lomonosov,Franklin was born in the city( of Boston).
Like Lomonosov,Franklin migrated to a larger city. He moved to Philadelphia and Lomonosov moved to St. Petersburg.Both made the cities their homes.
Like Lomonosov,Franklin was a self-educated man.
Like Lomonosov,Franklin spent time at 2 of Germany's finest universities.
Like Lomonosov,Franklin was responsible for founding a university.
Like Lomonosov,Franklin was physically strong.
Like Lomonosov,Franklin loved words and used them well.
Like Lomonosov,Franklin was working on experiments on the phenomenon of lightning at almost the same time.
Unlike Lomonosov,Franklin was a revolutionary leader and diplomat.
Unlike Lomonosov,Franklin was more an applied than a theoretical scientist.
Это стихотворение А.С.Пушкина. У вас не все куплеты.
Winter morning
<span>Snow, frost and sunshine ... Lovely morning!
Yet you, dear love, its magic scorning,
Are still abed ... Awake my sweet!
Cast sleep away, I beg, and, rising,
Yourself a northern star, the blazing
Aurora, northern beauty, meet.
Last night a snowstorm raged, remember;
A turbid haze swam in the somber,
Wind - ravaged sky, and through the gray
Murk of the clouds the moon shone dully,
And you sat listless, melancholy ...
But now - look out the window, pray -
'Neat lucid skies of clearest azure,
Great snowy carpets, winter's treasure,
A rich and dazzling sight, lie spread.
The wood is etched against them darkly,
The first, rime - starred, are green and sparkling,
In shiny mail the stream is clad.
A mellow glow like that of amber
Illumes the room ... Its good to linger
Beside the gaily crackling stove,
And think and dream ... But let our honest
Brown mare without delay by harnessed
That we may take a slag ride, love.
We'll give free rein to her, and lightly,
The snow of morning gleaming brightly,
Skim over it, and, full of glee,
Cross empty fields and empty meadows,
A once green wood with trees like shadows,
A stream and bank long dear to me.
Alexander S. Pushkin </span>Александр Пушкин
«Зимнее утро»<span>
Мороз и солнце; день чудесный!
Еще ты дремлешь, друг прелестный —
Пора, красавица, проснись:
Открой сомкнуты негой взоры
Навстречу северной Авроры,
Звездою севера явись!
Вечор, ты помнишь, вьюга злилась,
На мутном небе мгла носилась;
Луна, как бледное пятно,
Сквозь тучи мрачные желтела,
И ты печальная сидела —
А нынче... погляди в окно:
Под голубыми небесами
Великолепными коврами,
Блестя на солнце, снег лежит;
Прозрачный лес один чернеет,
И ель сквозь иней зеленеет,
И речка подо льдом блестит.
Вся комната янтарным блеском
Озарена. Веселым треском
Трещит затопленная печь.
Приятно думать у лежанки.
Но знаешь: не велеть ли в санки
Кобылку бурую запречь?
Скользя по утреннему снегу,
Друг милый, предадимся бегу
Нетерпеливого коня
И навестим поля пустые,
Леса, недавно столь густые,
И берег, милый для меня.</span>