God bless our native land
<span>Firm may she ever stand </span>
<span>Through storm and night </span>
<span>When the wild tempests rave </span>
<span>Ruler of wind and wave </span>
<span>Do Thou our country save </span>
<span>By Thy great might </span>
<span>For her our prayers shall rise </span>
<span>To God above the skies </span>
<span>On Him we wait </span>
<span>Thou who art ever night </span>
<span>Guarding with watchful eye </span>
<span>To Thee aloud we cry </span>
<span>God save the State </span>
<span>Not on this land alone, </span>
<span>but be God's mercies known </span>
<span>from shore to shore: </span>
<span>Lord, make the nations see </span>
<span>that men should brothers be, </span>
<span>and form one family </span>
<span>the wide world o'er. </span>
<span>2) Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, </span>
<span>Who never to himself hath said, </span>
<span>This is my own, my native land! </span>
<span>Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, </span>
<span>As home his footsteps he hath turn'd </span>
<span>From wandering on a foreign strand! </span>
<span>If such there breathe, go, mark him well; </span>
<span>For him no Minstrel raptures swell; </span>
<span>High though his titles, proud his name, </span>
<span>Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; </span>
<span>Despite those titles, power, and pelf, </span>
<span>The wretch, concentred all in self, </span>
<span>Living, shall forfeit fair renown, </span>
<span>And, doubly dying, shall go down </span>
<span>To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, </span>
<span>Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung. </span>
<span>3)My country! In thy days of glory past </span>
<span>A beauteous halo circled round thy brow </span>
<span>and worshipped as a deity thou wast— </span>
<span>Where is thy glory, where the reverence now? </span>
<span>Thy eagle pinion is chained down at last, </span>
<span>And grovelling in the lowly dust art thou, </span>
<span>Thy minstrel hath no wreath to weave for thee </span>
<span>Save the sad story of thy misery! </span>
<span>Well—let me dive into the depths of time </span>
<span>And bring from out the ages, that have rolled </span>
<span>A few small fragments of these wrecks sublime </span>
<span>Which human eye may never more behold </span>
<span>And let the guerdon of my labour be, </span>
<span>My fallen country! One kind wish for thee!</span>
Ответ:
1. My parents work in town.
2. We haven't lunch at school.
3. Do you go to a swimming club?
4. My brother gets up early.
5. He doesn't make his bed.
6. Does your friend chat to you?
7. She hasn't breakfast on school days.
8. Does your mother take the bus to work?
This is a big green tree.
This is a little black cat.
This is a big red dog.
This is a little black sheep.
ann and carl have two brothers
ann has one sister
bob has not a brother
bob and carl have not sisters
bob and carl have six cousins
ann has not a cousin