Andrey (azangru) wrote,


Диккенс. A Tale of Two Cities. Начало.

It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that favoured period, as at this. Mrs. Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birthday, of whom a prophetic private in the Life Guards had heralded the sublime appearance by announcing that arrangements were made for the swallowing up of London and Westminster.

Перевод (Бобров и Богословская):

Миссис Сауткотт только что исполнилось двадцать пять лет и по сему случаю некоему рядовому лейб-гвардии, наделенному пророческим даром, было видение, что в оный знаменательный день твердь земная разверзнется и поглотит Лондон с Вестминстером.

Не так прочли “of whom... the sublime appearance”? :-)

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