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often called by people “Our National Bard”, “The Immortal

Poet of Nature” and the “Great Unknown”.

April 23, 1564. Stratford – on – Avon is

a small town in the centre of Great Britain. It is famous as the place where William Shakespeare was born.

a farmer. His father John Shakespeare was a
glove

– maker. William went to a grammar school in Stratford and had quite a good education.
There he learned to love reading.

a farmer’s daughter some years older than himself.

We don’t know how he earned his living during these early years, perhaps he helped his father in the family business.

Susannah, the eldest, then twins – a son, Hamnet

and another girl, Judith. The youngest, Hamnet died at the age of 11

School where boys learned Latin, Greek, and other subjects.

At that time there were no theatres in England. Groups of actors travelled from town to town and played in оdifferent places, usually out - of – doors. Sometimes actors came to Stratford. Young William went to see all their shows and liked them very much. He wanted to become an actor. Sometimes he wrote little plays himself and staged them with his friends.

and in 1687 when Shakespeare was twenty – one

he went to London, leaving Anne and the children at home. We don’t know exactly why he did it.
Some people say that the reason was his love of poetry and theatre.
But there is another story which says that he had to run away from law because he killed some deer belonging to a rich man. In London he joined a group of actors.

of London’s theatrical life. Shakespeare played on its

stage and wrote plays for this theatre and soon became an important member of a well – known acting company.

Globe Theatre. Now I’ll tell you what the theatre

of the 16-th century was like.

house. There the actors dressed and kept the things

which were used in the performance. In front of it there was a platform. This platform, together with the balcony over it, was the stage on which the actors played. They came out of the house to the stage through two large doors.

yard. Round the yard there were three balconies, one

over the other. Both these balconies and the yard were for the people who came to see the performance.
The yard and the greater part of the stage were open to the sky.
The actors were often very good. They could play, sing and dance. Women’s parts were played by boys or young men. An actor often played two or three parts in one performance. Music is very important.

its beginning till it was over, people could

see a flag over the theatre. The people of London loved their theatre very much. Everybody went to the theatre in London – both young and old, rich and poor. Those who could not pay much for their tickets stood in the yard. If they were tired they could sit on the ground. Rich men and their wives sat in the balconies, and aristocrats were allowed to sit on the stage.

in those days. That is why the theatre, played

a great part in their lives. The performance gave them great enjoyment, but they came to the theatre not only for pleasure, they came to hear the news, to learn something of the history of England or of some other country. They were taught the great science of life there.

a poet and a writer of drama. He wrote

154 sonnets, 2 poems and 37 plays, where he showed his creative genius.

The first period (1590 – 1600) of his creative work consists of comedies and histories.
In this period Shakespeare wrote such histories as “King Henry IV, “King Henry V”, “King Richard II”,
“King Richard III” and others. Here the author showed historical events and dramatic characters.

art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? It is

nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name;
And for that name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.
Romeo and Juliet” was often staged at the theatre and it was a great success.

and 1608. This was the second period of his

literary work. In the plays of this period the dramatist reaches his full maturity. He presents great human problems.

«ROMEO AND JULIET»
1599 «JULIUS CAESAR»
1600 «AS YOU LIKE IT»
1600

«TWELFTH NIGHT»
1601 « HAMLET»
1604 «OTHELLO»
1606 «KING LEAR»
and others

which was a great success.

period:

“Macbeth” and others.

Shakespeare’s plays of the third period

(1609 – 1611) are called Romantic Dramas:
“The Tempest”, “The Winter’s Tale”, “Henry VIII”.

live in Stratford. Since that time Shakespeare didn’t
act

any more and since 1613 he no longer wrote plays.

SPENT HIS LAST YEARS OF HIS LIFE.
THE HOUSE WAS

DESTROYED. THERE IS A GARDEN ON ITS PLACE.

years of his life. Shakespeare died on April 23,

and he was buried in this church in Stratford.

66
Tired with all these, for restful death
I cry;
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimmed in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And art made tongue- tied by authority,
And folly, doctor-like, controlling skill,
And simple truth miscalled simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:
Tired with all these, from these would I be
gone
Save that, to die, I leave my love alone

мается бедняк,
И как шутя живётся богачу,
И доверять,

и попадать впросак,
И наблюдать, как наглость лезет в свет,
И честь девичья катится ко дну,
И знать, что ходу совершенствам нет,
И видеть мощь у немощи в плену,
И вспоминать, что мысли заткнут рот,
И разум сносит глупости хулу,
И прямодушье простотой слывёт,
И доброта прислуживает злу.
Измучась всем, не стал бы жить и дня,
Да другу трудно будет без меня.

Перевод Б. Пастернака.

подаянья,
Над простотой глумящуюся ложь,
Ничтожество в роскошном одеянье,
И совершенству ложный

приговор,
И девственность, поруганную грубо,
И неуместной почести позор,
И мощь в плену у немощи беззубой,
И прямоту, что глупостью слывёт,
И глупость в маске мудреца, пророка,
И вдохновения зажатый рот,
И праведность на службе у порока,
Всё мерзостно, что вижу я вокруг…
Но как тебя покинуть, милый друг!
Перевод С. Маршака

под дверью,
И высота – у низости в долгу,
И

верою командует безверье,
И почести бесчестье воздают,
И честь девичья пущена по кругу,
И перед правдой прав неправый суд,
И услуженье ставиться в заслугу,
И свет доверья обратился в тьму,
И власть уста замкнула злотоусту,
И доброта сама идёт в тюрьму,
И ложь диктует истины искусству …
Не жить, не видеть, сжечь бы все
мосты,
Да пропади все пропадом! Но ты…
Перевод Н. Голя

now,
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to

cross,
Join with the spite of Fortune, make me
bow,
And do not drop in for an after-loss.
Ah, do not, when my heart hath ‘scaped
this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conguered woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purposed overthrow.
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
When other petty griefs have done their
spite,
But in the onset come; so shall I taste
At first the very worst of Fortune’s might;
And other strains of woe, which now seem
woe,
Compared with loss of thee will not
seem so.

Уж если ты

разлюбишь, - так теперь,
Теперь, когда весь мир со мной
в раздоре.
Будь самой горькой из моих потерь,
Но только не последней каплей горя!
И если скорбь дано мне превозмочь,
Не наноси удара из засады,
Пусть бурная не разрешится ночь
Дождливым утром – утром без отрады.
Оставь меня, но не в последний миг,
Когда от мелких бед я ослабею.
Оставь сейчас, чтоб сразу я постиг,
Что это горе всех невзгод больнее.
Что нет невзгод, а есть одна беда –
Твоей любви лишиться навсегда.
Перевод С. Маршака

skill,
Some in their wealth, some in their bodies’

force;
Some in their garments, though
new-fangled ill;
Some in their hawks and hounds, some
In their horse;
And every humour hath his a djunct
pleasure
Wherein it finds a joy above the rest.
But these particulars are not my measure;
All these I better in one general best,
Thy love is better than high birth to me,
Richer than wealth, prouder than garments’
cost,
Of more delight than hawks or horses be;
And having thee, of all men’s pride I boast:
Wreched in this alone, that thou mayst
take
All this away, and me most wretched make.

блестящим галуном,
Кто кошельком, кто пряжками

на платье,
Кто соколом, собакой, скакуном.
Есть у людей различные пристрастья,
Но каждому милей всего одно.
А у меня особенное счастье, -
В нём остальное все заключено,
Твоя любовь, мой друг, дороже клада,
Почетнее короны королей,
Наряднее богатого наряда,
Охоты соколиной веселей.
Ты можешь все отнять, чем я владею,
И в этот миг я сразу обеднею.

Перевод С. Маршака

130
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts
are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her
head.
I have seen roses damask, red and white,
But no such roses see I her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more
delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress
reeks:
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

назвать,
Не белоснежна плеч открытых

кожа,
И чёрной проволокой вьётся прядь.
С дамасской розой, алой или белой,
Нельзя сравнить оттенок этих щёк.
А тело пахнет так, как пахнет тело,
Не как фиалки нежный лепесток.
Ты не найдёшь в ней совершенных
линий,
Особенного света на челе.
Не знаю я, как шествуют богини,
Но милая ступает по земле.
И все ж она уступит тем едва ли,
Кого в сравненьях пышных оболгали.

Перевод С. Маршака

алых этих губ;
Темнее снега кожи смуглый цвет;
Как проволока,

чёрный волос груб;
Узорных роз в садах не перечесть,
Но их не видно на щеках у ней,
И в мире много ароматов есть
Её дыханья слаще и сильней;
В её речах отраду нахожу,
Хоть музыка приятнее на слух;
Как шествуют богини, не скажу,
Но ходит по земле, как все, мой друг.
И я клянусь – она не хуже все ж,
Чем те, кого в сравненьях славит ложь.

Перевод А. Финкеля