"Лорд Дансени. The Gods of the Mountain (англ.)" - читать интересную книгу автора

He will not punish us, master? None of the gods will
punish us? We will make a sacrifice, a good sacrifice.

Another:
We will sacrifice a lamb that the priests have blessed.

First citizen:
Master, you are not wroth with us?

Slag:
Who may say what cloudy dooms are rolling up in the
mind of the eldest of the gods? He is not common god
like us. Once a shepherd went by him in the mountains
and doubted. He sent a doom after that shepherd.

Citizen:
Master, we have not doubted.

Slag:
And the doom found him on the hills at evening.

Second citizen:
It shall be a good sacrifice, master.

{Reenter with a dead lamb and fruits. They offer the
lamb on an altar where there is fire, and fruits before
the altar.}

Thahn: {stretching out a hand to a lamb upon an altar}
That leg is not being cooked at all.

Illanaun:
It is strange that gods should be thus anxious about
the cooking of a leg of lamb.

Oorander:
It is strange certainly.

Illanaun:
Almost I had said that it was a man that spoke then.

Oorander: {stroking his beard and regarding the second
beggar}
Strange. Strange, certainly.

Agmar:
Is it then strange that the gods love roasted flesh?
For this purpose they keep the lightning. When the
lightning flickers about the limbs of men there comes
to the gods of Marma a pleasant smell, even a smell of