"Dunsany, Lord - Plays of Gods and Men" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dunsany Lord) Thalanna.
Eznarza: Thalanna will not have a gypsy for a queen. King: I will MAKE Thalanna have her for a queen. Eznarza: You cannot make a gypsy live for a year in a city. King: I knew of a gypsy that lived once in a city. Eznarza: Not such a gypsy as I... come back to the tents of the Arabs. King: I cannot. I gave my word. Eznarza: Kings have broken their words. King: Eznarza: We have only that little child of man whose name is Memory. King: Come. He shall brink back to us, before we part, one of those days that were banished. Eznarza: Let it be the first day. The day we met by the well when the camels came to El-Lolith. King: Our year lacked some few days. For my year began here. The camels were some days out. Eznarza: You were riding a little wide of the caravan, upon the side of the sunset. Your camel was swinging on with easy strides. But you were tired. King: You had come to the well for water. At first I could |
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