Питер Акройд: Мятежный век. От Якова I до Славной революции

This cannon’s sealed, well forg’d, not made of lead / Give fire. Oh no, ’twill break and strike us dead.

When women preach, and cobblers pray, / The fiends in hell make holiday.

Майское дерево (maypole) — украшенный столб, вокруг которого в Англии танцуют в майский праздник, знаменующий начало весны. Отмечается в первое воскресенье мая.

Ареопагитика / Речь Джона Мильтона / За свободу печати от цензуры, / Обращенная к парламенту Англии ( англ. ).

If you offer to plunder and take our cattle / You may be sure we’ll give you battle.

1,8 метра. — Прим. ред.

Others may use the ocean as their road / Only the English make it their abode.

Здесь и далее «Ода» цитируется в переводе М. И. Фрейдкина.

Перевод А. Сендыка.

Then, Israel’s monarch, after Heaven’s own heart, / His vigorous warmth did variously impart / Oh, prodigious change! / To wives and slaves: and, wide as his command, / Scatter’d his Maker’s image through the land.

Restless he rolls from whore to whore, / A merry monarch, scandalous and poor.

Restless, unfixt in principles and place; / In pow’r unpleas’d, impatient of disgrace. / A fiery soul which, working out its way, / Fretted the pigmy-body to decay.

In liquid raptures I dissolve all o’er, / Melt into sperm, and spend at every pore. / A touch from any part of her had done ’t: / Her hand, her foot, her very look’s a cunt.

Перевод А. Лукьянова. That pattern of virtue, Her Grace of Cleveland, / Has swallowed more pricks than the ocean has sand; / But by rubbing and scrubbing so large it does grow, / It is fit for just nothing but Signior Dildo.

Перевод А. Лукьянова. Much wine had passed, with grave discourse, / Of who fucks who, and who does worse…

Now the heretics all go down / Lillibulero bullen a la / By Christ and St Patrick’s the nation’s our own / Lillibulero bullen a la.

Thy wars brought nothing about; / Thy lovers were all untrue. / ’Tis well an old age is out, / And time to begin a new.