"J.R.R. Tolkien - Sir Gawain And The Green Knight" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tolkien J.R.R)Ay a herle of the here, an other of golde;
The tayl and his toppyng twynnen of a sute, And bounden bothe wyth a bande of a bry3t grene, Dubbed wyth ful dere stone3, as the dok lasted, Sythen thrawen wyth a thwong a thwarle knot alofte, Ther mony belle3 ful bry3t of brende golde rungen. Such a fole vpon folde, ne freke that hym rydes, Wat3 neuer sene in that sale wyth sy3t er that tyme, with y3e. He loked as layt so ly3t, So sayd al that hym sy3e; Hit semed as no mon my3t Vnder his dyntte3 dry3e. Whether hade he no helme ne hawbergh nauther, Ne no pysan ne no plate that pented to armes, Ne no schafte ne no schelde to schwue ne to smyte, Bot in his on honde he hade a holyn bobbe, That is grattest in grene when greue3 ar bare, And an ax in his other, a hoge and vnmete, A spetos sparthe to expoun in spelle, quoso my3t. The lenkthe of an eln3erde the large hede hade, The grayn al of grene stele and of golde hewen, The bit burnyst bry3t, with a brod egge As wel schapen to schere as scharp rasores, That wat3 wounden wyth yrn to the wandez ende, And al bigrauen with grene in gracios werkes; A lace lapped aboute, that louked at the hede, And so after the halme halched ful ofte, Wyth tryed tassele3 therto tacched innoghe On botoun3 of the bry3t grene brayden ful ryche. This hathel helde3 hym in and the halle entres, Driuande to the he3e dece, dut he no wothe, Haylsed he neuer one, bot he3e he ouer loked. The fyrst word that he warp, "Wher is," he sayd, "The gouernour of this gyng? Gladly I wolde Se that segg in sy3t, and with hymself speke raysoun." To kny3te3 he kest his yyghe, And reled hym vp and doun; He stemmed, and con studie Quo walt ther most renoun. Ther wat3 lokyng on lenthe the lude to beholde, For vch mon had meruayle quat hit mene my3t That a hathel and a horse my3t such a hwe lach, As growe grene as the gres and grener hit semed, Then grene aumayl on golde glowande bry3ter. Al studied that ther stod, and stalked hym nerre Wyth al the wonder of the worlde what he worch schulde. |
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