Английский язык с Шекспиром

ISSUE 3

Sonnet III.

 

Sonnet III.

Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest

(Посмотри в зеркало и скажи, что за лицо ты видишь)

Now is the time that face should form another;

(Теперь пришло время, чтобы это лицо создало другое)

Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,

(Если ты себя не повторишь в нем)

Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.

(Ты обманешь мир, лишишь благословенья мать)

For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb

(Где она, та чистая, чье невозделанное лоно)

Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?

(Отвергло бы твой плуг; tillage = пашня, husbandry = земледелие)

Or who is he so fond will be the tomb

(Или тот, кто станет могилой)

Of his self-love, to stop posterity?

(Своего самолюбия, не оставив потомства)

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee

(Ты - зеркало твоей матери, и она в тебе)

Calls back the lovely April of her prime:

(Зовет обратно восхитительный апрель своей молодости /весны/; prime = лучшая часть, весна, расцвет)

So thou through windows of thine age shall see

(И ты чрез окна своего возраста увидишь)

Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.

(Несмотря на морщины, свои золотые дни)

But if thou live, remember'd not to be,

(Но, если ты живешь, не оставляя память)

Die single, and thine image dies with thee.

(Умрешь один, и образ твой умрет с тобой)

 

 

Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest

Now is the time that face should form another;

Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,

Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.

For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb

Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?

Or who is he so fond will be the tomb

Of his self-love, to stop posterity?

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee

Calls back the lovely April of her prime:

So thou through windows of thine age shall see

Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.

But if thou live, remember'd not to be,

Die single, and thine image dies with thee.

Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest

Now is the time that face should form another;

Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,

Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.

For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb

Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?

Or who is he so fond will be the tomb

Of his self-love, to stop posterity?

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee

Calls back the lovely April of her prime:

So thou through windows of thine age shall see

Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.

But if thou live, remember'd not to be,

Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest

Now is the time that face should form another;

Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,

Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.

For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb

Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?

Or who is he so fond will be the tomb

Of his self-love, to stop posterity?

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee

Calls back the lovely April of her prime:

So thou through windows of thine age shall see

Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.

But if thou live, remember'd not to be,

Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest

Now is the time that face should form another;

Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,

Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.

For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb

Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?

Or who is he so fond will be the tomb

Of his self-love, to stop posterity?

Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee

Calls back the lovely April of her prime:

So thou through windows of thine age shall see

Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.

But if thou live, remember'd not to be,

Скажи тому, кто в зеркале твоем:
"Пора тебе подобного создать,
И, коль себя не повторишь ты в нем,
Обманешь мир, лишишь блаженства мать.
Где лоно невозделанное то,
Которое отвергло бы твой плуг?
Своей могилой хочешь стать за что,
Любви своей в себе замкнувши круг?
Ты - зеркало для матери своей,
Ее апрель собой являешь ты.
И сам когда-нибудь на склоне дней
Узришь в сынах своей весны черты.
Но если будешь жить самим собой,
Умрешь ты сам - умрет и образ твой!

Words and phrases

лоно, чрево

A woman’s womb is the part inside her body where a baby grows before it is born

posterity

потомство; последующие поколения

You can refer to everyone who will be alive in the future as posterity

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