Фонетика - Sonet 66
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Зову я смерть. Мне видеть невтерпеж
Достоинство, что просит 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 слывет,
И глупость в маске мудреца, пророка,
И вдохновения зажатый рот,
И праведность на службе у порока.
Все мерзостно, что вижу я вокруг...
Но как тебя покинуть, милый друг!
Перевод С.Маршака
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Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly doctor-like controlling skill,
And simple truth miscall'd 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.
I call death. I can see the unreason
Dignity that asks for alms,
Over simplicity mocking lie,
Insignificance in a luxurious robe,
And perfection false sentence,
And virginity, crumbled rudely,
And inappropriate honors shame,
And the power in captivity of the weak -to -end,
And directness that is stupid,
And stupidity in the mask of the sage, the prophet,
And inspiration is a clamped mouth,
And righteousness in the service of vice.
Everything is abominable that I see around ...
But how to leave you, dear friend!
Translation by S. Marshak
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Tired with All these, for Restful Death I Cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And Needy Nothing Trimm'd in Jollite,
And Purest Faith Unhappily Forsworn,
And Guilded Honour Shamefully MispLaced,
And Maiden Virtue Rudly Strumpeted,
And Right Perfraction Wrongfully Disgraced,
And Strength by Limping Sway Disabled,
And Art Made Tongue-Tied by Authority,
And Folly Doctor-Like Controling Skill,
And Simple Truth Miscall'd Simplicity,
And captive good attending Captain Ill:
Tired with all these, from these woold i be gone,
Save that, to die, I Leave My Love Alone.
Dignity that asks for alms,
Over simplicity mocking lie,
Insignificance in a luxurious robe,
And perfection false sentence,
And virginity, crumbled rudely,
And inappropriate honors shame,
And the power in captivity of the weak -to -end,
And directness that is stupid,
And stupidity in the mask of the sage, the prophet,
And inspiration is a clamped mouth,
And righteousness in the service of vice.
Everything is abominable that I see around ...
But how to leave you, dear friend!
Translation by S. Marshak
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Tired with All these, for Restful Death I Cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And Needy Nothing Trimm'd in Jollite,
And Purest Faith Unhappily Forsworn,
And Guilded Honour Shamefully MispLaced,
And Maiden Virtue Rudly Strumpeted,
And Right Perfraction Wrongfully Disgraced,
And Strength by Limping Sway Disabled,
And Art Made Tongue-Tied by Authority,
And Folly Doctor-Like Controling Skill,
And Simple Truth Miscall'd Simplicity,
And captive good attending Captain Ill:
Tired with all these, from these woold i be gone,
Save that, to die, I Leave My Love Alone.
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