История зарубежной литературы XVII-XVIII веков. Нартыев Н.Н. - 40 стр.

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And in this flea, our two bloods mingled bee;
Thou knowst that this cannot be said
A sinne, nor shame, nor losse of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoyes before it wooe,
And pamperd swells with one blood made of two,
And this, alas, is more then wee would doe.
Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where wee almost, yea more then maryed are,
This flea is you and I, and this
Our mariage bed, and mariage temple is;
Though parents grudge, and you, ware met,
And cloysterd in these living walls of Jet.
Though use make you apt to kill mee,
Let not to that, selfe murder added bee,
And sacrilege, three sinnes in killing three.
Cruell and sodaine, hast thou since
Purpled thy naile, in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty bee,
Except in that drop which it suckt from thee?
Yet thou triumphst, and saist that thou
Findst not thy selfe, nor mee the weaker now.
Áëîõà
Áëîõå òû íå îòêàæåøü. Çàïîëçëà,
Ïðèíîðîâèëàñü  è ñâîå âçÿëà.
Îíà êî ìíå ïðèëàäèëàñü ñíà÷àëà,
Ïîòîì ê òåáå  è ñ êðîâüþ êðîâü ñìåøàëà.
Òàê ÷òî æå  êàïëþ êðîâè èëè ÷åñòü 
Òû ïîòåðÿëà, äàâ áëîõå ïîåñòü?
Íàòåøèëàñü, íå ñâàòàÿñü, îíà
È îòâàëèëàñü ñûòîé. Âîò öåíà
Òîìó, çà÷åì ñî ìíîé òû õîëîäíà.
Íî íå ñïåøè äàâèòü åå! Òðè æèçíè 
Åå, ìîþ, òâîþ  íà ýòîé òðèçíå
Îïëà÷åì ìû... Íàø äîì, íàø áðàê ñâÿòîé.
And in this flea, our two bloods mingled bee;
Thou know’st that this cannot be said
A sinne, nor shame, nor losse of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoyes before it wooe,
And pamper’d swells with one blood made of two,
And this, alas, is more then wee would doe.

Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where wee almost, yea more then maryed are,
This flea is you and I, and this
Our mariage bed, and mariage temple is;
Though parents grudge, and you, w’are met,
And cloysterd in these living walls of Jet.
Though use make you apt to kill mee,
Let not to that, selfe murder added bee,
And sacrilege, three sinnes in killing three.

Cruell and sodaine, hast thou since
Purpled thy naile, in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty bee,
Except in that drop which it suckt from thee?
Yet thou triumph’st, and saist that thou
Find’st not thy selfe, nor mee the weaker now.

                   Áëîõà

 Áëîõå òû íå îòêàæåøü. Çàïîëçëà,
 Ïðèíîðîâèëàñü — è ñâîå âçÿëà.
 Îíà êî ìíå ïðèëàäèëàñü ñíà÷àëà,
 Ïîòîì ê òåáå — è ñ êðîâüþ êðîâü ñìåøàëà.
 Òàê ÷òî æå — êàïëþ êðîâè èëè ÷åñòü —
 Òû ïîòåðÿëà, äàâ áëîõå ïîåñòü?
 Íàòåøèëàñü, íå ñâàòàÿñü, îíà
 È îòâàëèëàñü ñûòîé. Âîò öåíà
 Òîìó, çà÷åì ñî ìíîé òû õîëîäíà.

 Íî íå ñïåøè äàâèòü åå! Òðè æèçíè —
 Åå, ìîþ, òâîþ — íà ýòîé òðèçíå
 Îïëà÷åì ìû... Íàø äîì, íàø áðàê ñâÿòîé.

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