Innocence Once Lost - Religious Classics Collection. Джон Мильтон

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СКАЧАТЬ So that the little birds upon their tops

       Should leave the practice of each art of theirs;

      But with full ravishment the hours of prime,

       Singing, received they in the midst of leaves,

       That ever bore a burden to their rhymes,

      Such as from branch to branch goes gathering on

       Through the pine forest on the shore of Chiassi,

       When Eolus unlooses the Sirocco.

      Already my slow steps had carried me

       Into the ancient wood so far, that I

       Could not perceive where I had entered it.

      And lo! my further course a stream cut off,

       Which tow'rd the left hand with its little waves

       Bent down the grass that on its margin sprang.

      All waters that on earth most limpid are

       Would seem to have within themselves some mixture

       Compared with that which nothing doth conceal,

      Although it moves on with a brown, brown current

       Under the shade perpetual, that never

       Ray of the sun lets in, nor of the moon.

      With feet I stayed, and with mine eyes I passed

       Beyond the rivulet, to look upon

       The great variety of the fresh may.

      And there appeared to me (even as appears

       Suddenly something that doth turn aside

       Through very wonder every other thought)

      A lady all alone, who went along

       Singing and culling floweret after floweret,

       With which her pathway was all painted over.

      "Ah, beauteous lady, who in rays of love

       Dost warm thyself, if I may trust to looks,

       Which the heart's witnesses are wont to be,

      May the desire come unto thee to draw

       Near to this river's bank," I said to her,

       "So much that I might hear what thou art singing.

      Thou makest me remember where and what

       Proserpina that moment was when lost

       Her mother her, and she herself the Spring."

      As turns herself, with feet together pressed

       And to the ground, a lady who is dancing,

       And hardly puts one foot before the other,

      On the vermilion and the yellow flowerets

       She turned towards me, not in other wise

       Than maiden who her modest eyes casts down;

      And my entreaties made to be content,

       So near approaching, that the dulcet sound

       Came unto me together with its meaning

      As soon as she was where the grasses are.

       Bathed by the waters of the beauteous river,

       To lift her eyes she granted me the boon.

      I do not think there shone so great a light

       Under the lids of Venus, when transfixed

       By her own son, beyond his usual custom!

      Erect upon the other bank she smiled,

       Bearing full many colours in her hands,

       Which that high land produces without seed.

      Apart three paces did the river make us;

       But Hellespont, where Xerxes passed across,

       (A curb still to all human arrogance,)

      More hatred from Leander did not suffer

       For rolling between Sestos and Abydos,

       Than that from me, because it oped not then.

      "Ye are new-comers; and because I smile,"

       Began she, "peradventure, in this place

       Elect to human nature for its nest,

      Some apprehension keeps you marvelling;

       But the psalm 'Delectasti' giveth light

       Which has the power to uncloud your intellect.

      And thou who foremost art, and didst entreat me,

       Speak, if thou wouldst hear more; for I came ready

       To all thy questionings, as far as needful."

      "The water," said I, "and the forest's sound,

       Are combating within me my new faith

       In something which I heard opposed to this."

      Whence she: "I will relate how from its cause

       Proceedeth that which maketh thee to wonder,

       And purge away the cloud that smites upon thee.

      The Good Supreme, sole in itself delighting,

       Created man good, and this goodly place

       Gave him as hansel of eternal peace.

      By his default short while he sojourned here;

       By his default to weeping and to toil

       He changed his innocent laughter and sweet play.

      That the disturbance which below is made

       By exhalations of the land and water,

       (Which far as may be follow after heat,)

      Might not upon mankind wage any war,

       This mount ascended tow'rds the heaven so high,

       And is exempt, from there where it is locked.

      Now since the universal atmosphere

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