To that still centre where
"Had she made it or remembered it? It sounded familiar, but in her heart she knew certainly that it was her own, and seemed familiar only because it was inevitable and right."
Кстати, здесь Сэйерс немного лукавит - она все-таки вспомнила, почему строка показалась ей знакома. Эпиграфом к главе 11 идут первые два катрена сонета Филипа Сидни:
Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust;
And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things;
Grow rich in that which never taketh rust;
Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings.
Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might
To that sweet yoke where lasting freedoms be,
Which breaks the clouds and opens forth the light,
That doth both shine and give us light to see.
И на него же потом отвечает вольта (Lay on thy whips, O Love).
Кстати, здесь Сэйерс немного лукавит - она все-таки вспомнила, почему строка показалась ей знакома. Эпиграфом к главе 11 идут первые два катрена сонета Филипа Сидни:
Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust;
And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things;
Grow rich in that which never taketh rust;
Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings.
Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might
To that sweet yoke where lasting freedoms be,
Which breaks the clouds and opens forth the light,
That doth both shine and give us light to see.
И на него же потом отвечает вольта (Lay on thy whips, O Love).