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Английские волшебные сказки / English Fairy Tales
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fair [fe], watch [wt], behind [b’hand]

So one fine morning, fair and clear, she said to her sister, ‘Let us go and see our father’s boats come in at the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie.’ So they went there hand in hand. And when they came to the river’s bank, the younger one got upon a stone to watch for the beaching of the boats. And her sister, coming behind her, caught her round the waist and dashed her into the rushing mill-stream of Binnorie.

‘O sister, sister, reach me your hand (о сестра, сестра, протяни мне твою руку)!’ she cried (кричала она), as she floated away (пока она уплывала прочь = уплывая прочь), ‘and you shall have half of all I’ve got or shall get (и ты получишь половину всего, что я имею или буду иметь = что у меня есть или будет).’

‘No, sister, I’ll reach you no hand of mine (нет, сестра, я не протяну тебе своей руки: «никакой руки моей»), for I am the heir to all your land (ибо я наследница всей твоей земли). Shame on me if I touch her hand (позор мне: «стыд на меня», если я коснусь руки той: «ее руки») that has come (которая встала: «пришла») ’twixt me and my own heart’s love (между мной и любовью моего собственного сердца; twixt – архаич. вместо совр. between).’

‘O sister, O sister, then reach me your glove (о сестра, о сестра, тогда протяни мне твою перчатку)!’ she cried, as she floated further away (прокричала она, уплывая дальше прочь), ‘and you shall have your William again (и ты получишь твоего Уильяма снова = обратно).’

‘Sink on (тони дальше),’ cried the cruel princess (воскликнула жестокая принцесса), ‘no hand or glove of mine you’ll touch (ни руки, ни перчатки моей ты не коснешься). Sweet William will be all mine (милый Уильям будет весь мой) when you are sunk (когда ты утонешь) beneath the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie (в прекрасном мельничном потоке Биннори; beneath – под).’ And she turned (и она повернулась) and went home to the king’s castle (и пошла домой к замку короля).

touch [t], cruel [‘krl], beneath [b’ni:]

‘O sister, sister, reach me your hand!’ she cried, as she floated away, ‘and you shall have half of all I’ve got or shall get.’

‘No, sister, I’ll reach you no hand of mine, for I am the heir to all your land. Shame on me if I touch her hand that has come ’twixt me and my own heart’s love.’

‘O sister, O sister, then reach me your glove!’ she cried, as she floated further away, ‘and you shall have your William again.’

‘Sink on,’ cried the cruel princess, ‘no hand or glove of mine you’ll touch. Sweet William will be all mine when you are sunk beneath the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie.’ And she turned and went home to the king’s castle.

And the princess floated down the mill-stream (а принцесса плыла вниз по мельничному потоку), sometimes swimming and sometimes sinking (иногда плывя, а иногда погружаясь), till she came near the mill (пока она не приблизилась к мельнице). Now, the miller’s daughter was cooking that day (дочь мельника в тот день готовила; to cook – готовить, стряпать), and needed water for her cooking (и нуждалась в воде для своей готовки). And as she went to draw it from the stream (и когда она пошла, чтобы набрать ее из потока; to draw – тянуть, тащить), she saw something floating towards the mill-dam (она увидела что-то, плывущее к мельничной запруде; to float – плавать; всплывать; держаться на поверхности воды), and she called out (и она позвала), ‘Father (отец)! father! draw your dam (заслони твою запруду). There’s something white (там что-то белое) – a merrymaid or a milk-white swan (русалка или молочно-белый лебедь) – coming down the stream (плывущее: «идущее» вниз по потоку).’ So the miller hastened to the dam (и мельник поспешил к запруде) and stopped the heavy, cruel mill-wheels (и остановил тяжелые, жестокие мельничные колеса). And then they took out the princess (и тогда они вытащили: «взяли наружу» принцессу) and laid her on the bank (и положили ее на берег; to lay – класть).

swan [swn], hasten [‘hesn]

And the princess floated down the mill-stream, sometimes swimming and sometimes sinking, till she came near the mill. Now, the miller’s daughter was cooking that day, and needed water for her cooking. And as she went to draw it from the stream, she saw something floating towards the mill-dam, and she called out, ‘Father! father! draw your dam. There’s something white – a merrymaid or a milk-white swan – coming down the stream.’ So the miller hastened to the dam and stopped the heavy, cruel mill-wheels. And then they took out the princess and laid her on the bank.

Fair and beautiful (светлой и прекрасной; fair – красивый, прекрасный /обычно о женщинах/; светлый, белокурый) she looked as she lay there (она выглядела, пока она лежала = лежа там; to lie – лежать). In her golden hair were pearls and precious stones (в ее золотых волосах были жемчуга и драгоценные камни); you could not see her waist for her golden girdle (ты не мог = невозможно было видеть ее талию за ее золотым поясом), and the golden fringe of her white dress (и золотая кайма ее белого платья) came down over her lily feet (спускалась над ее лилейными ножками; foot – нога /ступня/). But she was drowned, drowned (но она была утонувшая, утонувшая)!

And as she lay there in her beauty (и когда она лежала там в своей красоте) a famous harper passed by the mill-dam of Binnorie (знаменитый арфист проходил мимо мельничной запруды Биннори), and saw her sweet pale face (и увидел ее нежное, бледное лицо). And though he travelled on far away (и хотя он продолжал путешествовать очень далеко: «далеко прочь»), he never forgot that face (он никогда/вовсе не забыл это лицо), and after many days he came back to the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie после многих дней = много дней спустя он вернулся к прекрасному мельничному потоку Биннори). But then all he could find of her (но тогда все, что он мог найти от нее) where they had put her to rest (где они положили ее на покой) were her bones and her golden hair (были ее кости и ее золотые волосы).

precious [‘pres], girdle [‘:dl], fringe [frn]

Fair and beautiful she looked as she lay there. In her golden hair were pearls and precious stones; you could not see her waist for her golden girdle, and the golden fringe of her white dress came down over her lily feet. But she was drowned, drowned!

And as she lay there in her beauty a famous harper passed by the mill-dam of Binnorie, and saw her sweet pale face. And though he travelled on far away, he never forgot that face, and after many days he came back to the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie. But then all he could find of her where they had put her to rest were her bones and her golden hair.

So he made a harp out of her breast-bone and her hair (так что он сделал арфу из ее грудной кости и ее волос), and travelled on (и отправился дальше) up the hill from the mill-dam of Binnorie (вверх по холму от мельничной запруды Биннори) till he came to the castle of the king her father (пока он не пришел к замку короля, ее отца).

That night they were all gathered (той ночью они все собрались: «были все собраны») in the castle hall замковом зале) to hear the great harper (чтобы услышать великого арфиста) – king and queen, their daughter and son, Sir William, and all their Court (король и королева, их дочь и сын, сэр Уильям и весь их двор). And first the harper sang to his old harp (и сперва арфист пел под свою старую арфу), making them joy and be glad (заставляя их радоваться и быть довольными), or sorrow and weep (или печалиться и рыдать), just as he liked (прямо как он хотел = по своей воле). But while he sang (но пока он пел), he put the harp he had made that day (он поставил арфу, которую он сделал в тот день) on a stone in the hall (на камень в зале). And presently it began to sing by itself (и некоторое время спустя она начала петь сама собой), low and clear (тихо и ясно), and the harper stopped and all were hushed (и арфист остановился, и все замолкли: «были заставлены замолчать»).

breast [brest], gather [‘aed], presently [‘prezntl]

So he made a harp out of her breast-bone and her hair, and travelled on up the hill from the mill-dam of Binnorie till he came to the castle of the king her father.

That night they were all gathered in the castle hall to hear the great harper – king and queen, their daughter and son, Sir William, and all their Court. And first the harper sang to his old harp, making them joy and be glad, or sorrow and weep, just as he liked. But while he sang, he put the harp he had made that day on a stone in the hall. And presently it began to sing by itself, low and clear, and the harper stopped and all were hushed.

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