Английская поэзия XIV–XX веков в современных русских переводах [Антология] (fb2) читать постранично, страница - 4


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all the land it beareth the prize;
“Hot peascodes!” one began to cry;
“Strawberries ripe!” and “Cherries in the rise!”
One bade me come near and buy some spice;
Pepper and saffrone they ’gan me bede;
But, for lack of money, I might not speed.