Ãäå á íè øëî îáñóæäåíèå ïðîçû,
Òîìàñ Ýëèîò ñòàâèë âîïðîñû:
«Êòî ñêàçàë - «ñìîëîòü äóðü»?
×òî èìåëîñü ââèäó?
Íå ïðî Ìåëüíèöó ëü ýòî íà Ôëîññå?»
____________Òîìàñ Ýëèîò (1888–1965) — àìåðèêàíñêèé ïîýò, äðàìàòóðã è êðèòèê.
____________«Ìåëüíèöà íà Ôëîññå» — ðîìàí Äæîðäæ Ýëèîò (Ìýðè Ýíí Ýâàíñ), âïåðâûå îïóáëèêîâàííûé â òð¸õ òîìàõ â 1860 ã.
Îðèãèíàë:
T. S. Eliot is quite at a loss
When clubwomen bustle across
At literary teas,
Crying: “What, if you please,
Did you mean by The Mill on the Floss?”
__________________________ W. H. Auden (1907–1973)