Цитата: Новый Читатель от 05.08.2022 11:00:26Как там Киплинг писал:
ЦитатаО боже! Хоть понюшку
Нам Англии отсыпь —
Ту грязную речушку,
Ту лондонскую хлипь,
Задворки, закоулки
И клочья тощих нив…
А как там Лорд — Уорден?
А как там наш Пролив?
У Киплинга есть стихотворение The River s Tale.
При Союзе на русский язык его почему-то не переводили
Twenty bridges from Tower to Kew--
(Twenty bridges or twenty-two)--
Wanted to know what the River knew,
For they were young, and the Thames was old
And this is the tale that River told:--
"I walk my beat before London Town,
Five hours up and seven down.
Up I go till I end my run
At Tide-end-town, which is Teddington.
Down I come with the mud in my hands
And plaster it over the Maplin Sands.
But I'd have you know that these waters of mineWere once a branch of the River Rhine,When hundreds of miles to the East I went
And England was joined to the Continent.
"I remember the bat-winged lizard-birds,
The Age of Ice and the mammoth herds,
And the giant tigers that stalked them down
Through Regent's Park into Camden Town.
And I remember like yesterday
The earliest Cockney who came my way,
When he pushed through the forest that lined the Strand,
With paint on his face and a club in his hand.
He was death to feather and fin and fur.
He trapped my beavers at Westminster.
He netted my salmon, he hunted my deer,
He killed my heron off Lambeth Pier.
He fought his neighbour with axes and swords,
Flint or bronze, at my upper fords,
While down at Greenwich, for slaves and tin,
The tall Phoenician ships stole in,
And North Sea war-boats, painted and gay,
Flashed like dragon-flies, Erith way;
And Norseman and Negro and Gaul and Greek
Drank with the Britons in Barking Creek,
And life was gay, and the world was new,
And I was a mile across at Kew!
But the Roman came with a heavy hand,
And bridged and roaded and ruled the land,
And the Roman left and the Danes blew in--
And that's where your history-books begin!"
Перевод выделенного:
Но я хотел бы, чтобы вы знали, что эти мои воды
Когда - то были ответвлением реки Рейн,Тут никакой географии. Только история.
Не забывайте мол, англичане, что вы потомки англов и саксов, пришедших на остров с Рейна. То есть из Германии.
До этого в Британии проживала всякая хрень - динозавры, гигантские тигры, первые кокни в шкурах и с дубинкой в руках.
Потом пришли римляне, потом они ушли и пришли англы и саксы.
И случилось начало истории.
Стих написан в 1911 году.
Когда началась первая мировая англичане стали воевать с немцами и Киплингу наверное стало стыдно.