Paradise Lost and Paradise Regained. Джон Мильтон

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СКАЧАТЬ therefore, whom thou only canst redeem,

      Their nature also to thy nature join;

      And be thyself Man among men on Earth,

      Made flesh, when time shall be, of virgin seed,

      By wondrous birth; be thou in Adam’s room

      The head of all mankind, though Adam’s son.

      As in him perish all men, so in thee,

      As from a second root, shall be restored

      As many as are restored, without thee none.

      His crime makes guilty all his sons; thy merit,

      Imputed, shall absolve them who renounce

      Their own both righteous and unrighteous deeds,

      And live in thee transplanted, and from thee

      Receive new life. So Man, as is most just,

      Shall satisfy for Man, be judged and die,

      And dying rise, and rising with him raise

      His brethren, ransomed with his own dear life.

      So heavenly love shall outdo hellish hate,

      Giving to death, and dying to redeem,

      So dearly to redeem what hellish hate

      So easily destroyed, and still destroys

      In those who, when they may, accept not grace.

      Nor shalt thou, by descending to assume

      Man’s nature, lessen or degrade thine own.

      Because thou hast, though throned in highest bliss

      Equal to God, and equally enjoying

      God-like fruition, quitted all, to save

      A world from utter loss, and hast been found

      By merit more than birthright Son of God,

      Found worthiest to be so by being good,

      Far more than great or high; because in thee

      Love hath abounded more than glory abounds;

      Therefore thy humiliation shall exalt

      With thee thy manhood also to this throne:

      Here shalt thou sit incarnate, here shalt reign

      Both God and Man, Son both of God and Man,

      Anointed universal King; all power

      I give thee; reign for ever, and assume

      Thy merits; under thee, as head supreme,

      Thrones, Princedoms, Powers, Dominions, I reduce:

      All knees to thee shall bow, of them that bide

      In Heaven, or Earth, or under Earth in Hell.

      When thou, attended gloriously from Heaven,

      Shalt in the sky appear, and from thee send

      The summoning Arch-Angels to proclaim

      Thy dread tribunal; forthwith from all winds,

      The living, and forthwith the cited dead

      Of all past ages, to the general doom

      Shall hasten; such a peal shall rouse their sleep.

      Then, all thy saints assembled, thou shalt judge

      Bad Men and Angels; they, arraigned, shall sink

      Beneath thy sentence; Hell, her numbers full,

      Thenceforth shall be for ever shut. Meanwhile

      The world shall burn, and from her ashes spring

      New Heaven and Earth, wherein the just shall dwell,

      And, after all their tribulations long,

      See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds,

      With joy and peace triumphing, and fair truth.

      Then thou thy regal scepter shalt lay by,

      For regal scepter then no more shall need,

      God shall be all in all. But, all ye Gods,

      Adore him, who to compass all this dies;

      Adore the Son, and honour him as me.”

      No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but all

      The multitude of Angels, with a shout

      Loud as from numbers without number, sweet

      As from blest voices, uttering joy, Heaven rung

      With jubilee, and loud Hosannas filled

      The eternal regions: Lowly reverent

      Towards either throne they bow, and to the ground

      With solemn adoration down they cast

      Their crowns inwove with amarant and gold;

      Immortal amarant, a flower which once

      In Paradise, fast by the tree of life,

      Began to bloom; but soon for man’s offence

      To Heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows,

      And flowers aloft shading the fount of life,

      And where the river of bliss through midst of Heaven

      Rolls o’er Elysian flowers her amber stream;

      With these that never fade the Spirits elect

      Bind their resplendent locks inwreathed with beams;

      Now in loose garlands thick thrown off, the bright

      Pavement, that like a sea of jasper shone,

      Impurpled with celestial roses smiled.

      Then, crowned again, their golden harps they took,

      Harps ever tuned, that glittering by their side

      Like quivers hung, and with preamble sweet

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