1.I'm taught English by my sister2.The car is driven by Peter3.Her father was killed by fascists4.The key was/has been lost5.The delegation will be met by assistant6.Our dictations was/has been checked by the teacher7.The orchestra was being conducted by music teacher8.The door was opened by Parker9.The letter was put in the envelope10.The bear was killed by the hunter
Globe - глобус
speaker, loudspeaker - колонка
Anna Akhmatova (June 23 [O.S. June 11] 1889 — March 5, 1966) was the pen name of Anna Andreevna Gorenko, the leader and the heart and soul of St Petersburg tradition of Russian poetry in the course of half a century.Akhmatova's work ranges from short lyric poems to universalized, ingeniously structured cycles, such as Requiem (1935-40), her tragic masterpiece on the Stalinist terror. Her work addresses a variety of themes including time and memory, the fate of creative women, and the difficulties of living and writing in the shadow of Stalinism.Early lifeAkhmatova was born in Bolshoy Fontan near Odessa. Her childhood does not appear to have been happy; her parents separated in 1905. She was educated in Kiev, Tsarskoe Selo, and the Smolny Institute of St Petersburg. Anna started writing poetry at the age of 11, inspired by her favourite poets: Racine, Pushkin, and Baratynsky. As her father did not want to see any verses printed under his "respectable" name, she had to adopt the surname of one of her Tatar ancestors as a pseudonym.Grey-Eyed King (1910)<span>Hail to thee, o, inconsolate pain!
The young grey-eyed king has been yesterday slain.</span><span>That autumnal evening was stuffy and red.
My husband, returning, had quietly said,</span><span>"He'd left for his hunting; they carried him home;
They found him under the old oak's dome.</span><span>I pity his queen. He, so young, passed away!...
During one night her black hair turned to grey."</span><span>He picked up his pipe from the fireplace shelf,
And went off to work for the night by himself.</span><span>Now my daughter I will wake up and rise --
And I will look in her little grey eyes...</span><span>And murmuring poplars outside can be heard:
Your king is no longer here on this earth.</span>In 1910, she married the boyish poet Nikolay Gumilyov, who very soon left her for hunting lions in Africa, the battlefields of the World War I, and the society of Parisian grisettes. Her husband didn't take her poems seriously and was shocked when Alexander Blok declared to him that he preferred her poems to his. Their son, Lev, born in 1912, was to become a famous Neo-Eurasianist historian.<span>Silver Age
Anna Akhmatova by Amedeo Modigliani, 1911
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Anna Akhmatova by Amedeo Modigliani, 1911</span>In 1912, she published her first collection, entitled Evening. It contained brief, psychologically taut pieces which English readers may find distantly reminiscent of Robert Browning and Thomas Hardy. They were acclaimed for their classical diction, telling details, and the skilful use of colour.By the time her second collection, the Rosary, appeared in 1914, there were thousands of women composing their poems "after Akhmatova". Her early poems usually picture a man and a woman involved in the most poignant, ambiguous moment of their relationship. Such pieces were much imitated and later parodied by Nabokov and others. Akhmatova was prompted to exclaim: "I taught our women how to speak but don't know how to make them silent".<span>Together with her husband, Akhmatova enjoyed a high reputation in the circle of Acmeist poets. Her aristocratic manners and artistic integrity won her the titles of the "Queen of the Neva" and the "soul of the Silver Age", as the period came to be known in the history of Russian poetry. Many decades later, she would recall this blessed time of her life in the longest of her works, the "Poem Without Hero" (1940–65), inspired by Pushkin's Eugene Onegin.
</span>The accursed yearsNikolay Gumilyov was executed in 1921 for activities considered anti-Soviet; Akhmatova presently remarried a prominent Assyriologist Vladimir Shilejko, and then another scholar, Nikolay Punin, who died in the Stalinist camps. After that, she spurned several proposals from the married poet B
Dear Alex,
I am
writing to tell you about my new house. It is so wonderful! I live on the
outskirts of the town and it is far from the centre. It is two-storeyed
building, surrounded by trees and flowers. It has all modern conveniences:
central heating, gas, electricity, cold and hot water. My home is a place where
I can relax, and I come back with pleasure.
There are three
rooms on the ground floor: a kitchen, a living-room and a hall. The living-room
is the largest and most comfortable room. There is a large window, a TV set, a
sofa, two armchairs and a fireplace. My father likes playing the guitar here. It
is very cozy room where all my family likes to spend time.
On the
first floor there are four rooms: a bathroom and three bedrooms. My room is not
small or large. There is everything what I need: a bed, a wardrobe, a mirror,
an armchair and a table with my computer. Also there is a big aquarium in the
corner of the room.
Now I`d
like to say that there is no place like home. And I`d like to invite you to my
house. I am sure that you will like it as well. It is a place you want to stay
and want to return to.
Alex,
please, pay attention to my new address:
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<span>8 Mostovaya
St, Moscow, 99703, Russia</span>
I am
waiting for you!
Best wishes,
Diana
We always with my family eat traditional food