Robin the Bobbin the big-bellied Ben, (ˈрабэн) (зэ) (ˈбабэн) (зэ) (биг)-(ˈбелид) (бен), He ate more meat than four score men; (хи) (ейт) (мор) (мит) (зэн) (фор) (скор) (мен); He ate a cow, he ate a calf, (хи) (ейт) (э) (кaу), (хи) (ейт) (э) (кэф), He ate a butcher and a half, (хи) (ейт) (э) (ˈбучэр) (энд) (э) (хэф), He ate a church, he ate a steeple, (хи) (ейт) (э) (чёрч), (хи) (ейт) (э) (ˈстипэл), He ate a priest and all the people! (хи) (ейт) (э) (прист) (энд) (ол) (зэ) (ˈпипэл)! A cow and a calf, (э) (кaу) (энд) (э) (кэф), An ox and a half, (эн) (акс) (энд) (э) (хэф), A church and a steeple, (э) (чёрч) (энд) (э) (ˈстипэл), And all good people, (энд) (ол) (гуд) (ˈпипэл), And yet he complained (энд) (йет) (хи) (кэмˈплейнд) that his stomach wasn't full.(зэт) (из) (ˈстамэк) (ˈуазэнт) (фул).
The two friends set in big chairs.They drunk tea and talked.At five o'clock Marcel saied,"There`s a new person in number 42. What's his name? Burton? Barnam?" "Barton", Henry said."Poffesor Barton.He's very,very clever.And That's not all.After tomorrow He's going to be famous too!" "famous?!" Marcel looked at gis English friend. "Why?" "it's very interesting story" Henry said. "He has some letters.They were under the floor of an old woman's house in Oxford" "And ...?" Marcel said. "And they're from Shakespeare to his son" Henry said. "Shakspeare!" "Yes" . Henry smiled. "Shakspeare. The old lady telephoned Proffesor Barton'and the Proffesor visits her.They talked about the letters and said "I want to give them to the British Museum in London.Can you do that for me?" "And Proffesors Barton said "Yes"?" "Thats right" "Where are the letters now?" Marcel asks "In the proffesor's flat.He's going to give them to British museum tommorow morning at ten o'clock. A lot of journalists and TV people are going to be there"
He ate more meat than four score men; (хи) (ейт) (мор) (мит) (зэн) (фор) (скор) (мен);
He ate a cow, he ate a calf, (хи) (ейт) (э) (кaу), (хи) (ейт) (э) (кэф),
He ate a butcher and a half, (хи) (ейт) (э) (ˈбучэр) (энд) (э) (хэф),
He ate a church, he ate a steeple, (хи) (ейт) (э) (чёрч), (хи) (ейт) (э) (ˈстипэл),
He ate a priest and all the people! (хи) (ейт) (э) (прист) (энд) (ол) (зэ) (ˈпипэл)!
A cow and a calf, (э) (кaу) (энд) (э) (кэф),
An ox and a half, (эн) (акс) (энд) (э) (хэф),
A church and a steeple, (э) (чёрч) (энд) (э) (ˈстипэл),
And all good people, (энд) (ол) (гуд) (ˈпипэл),
And yet he complained (энд) (йет) (хи) (кэмˈплейнд)
that his stomach wasn't full.(зэт) (из) (ˈстамэк) (ˈуазэнт) (фул).
"famous?!" Marcel looked at gis English friend. "Why?" "it's very interesting story" Henry said.
"He has some letters.They were under the floor of an old woman's house in Oxford"
"And ...?" Marcel said.
"And they're from Shakespeare to his son"
Henry said.
"Shakspeare!"
"Yes" . Henry smiled. "Shakspeare. The old lady telephoned Proffesor Barton'and the Proffesor visits her.They talked about the letters and said "I want to give them to the British Museum in London.Can you do that for me?"
"And Proffesors Barton said "Yes"?"
"Thats right"
"Where are the letters now?" Marcel asks
"In the proffesor's flat.He's going to give them to British museum tommorow morning at ten o'clock. A lot of journalists and TV people are going to be there"