СОНЕТ 53

Какой природой ты сотворена?

В прекрасном миллионы отражений,

Где вся любовь в тебе заключена,

Моей души пленительнейший гений.

Еленой восхищался древний мир,

Но ты прелестней, ярче и нежнее.

Ты – воплощенье Божьей доброты,

Моих сонетов, веры и мечтаний.

What is your substance, whereof are you made,

That millions of strange shadows on you tend,

Since every one hath, every one, one shade,

And you, but one, can every shadow lend?

Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit

Is poorly imitated after you;

On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set,

And you in Grecian tires are painted new;

Speak of the spring and foison of the year

The one doth shadow of your beauty show,

The other as your bounty doth appear,

And you in every blessed shape we know.

In all external grace you have some part,

But you like none, none you, for constant heart.

 15.03.2013 Мельбурн

Сонет 53 – В. Шекспир, перевод Д. Гудвин

Фото – К. Грант и О. Хепбёрн

What is your substance, whereof are you made,

That millions of strange shadows on you tend,

Since every one hath, every one, one shade,

And you, but one, can every shadow lend?

Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit

Is poorly imitated after you;

On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set,

And you in Grecian tires are painted new;

Speak of the spring and foison of the year

The one doth shadow of your beauty show,

The other as your bounty doth appear,

And you in every blessed shape we know.

In all external grace you have some part,

But you like none, none you, for constant heart.