The Battle of Darkness and Light . Джон Мильтон

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      Rejoicing in their flamelets seemed the heaven.

       O thou septentrional and widowed site,

       Because thou art deprived of seeing these!

      When from regarding them I had withdrawn,

       Turning a little to the other pole,

       There where the Wain had disappeared already,

      I saw beside me an old man alone,

       Worthy of so much reverence in his look,

       That more owes not to father any son.

      A long beard and with white hair intermingled

       He wore, in semblance like unto the tresses,

       Of which a double list fell on his breast.

      The rays of the four consecrated stars

       Did so adorn his countenance with light,

       That him I saw as were the sun before him.

      "Who are you? ye who, counter the blind river,

       Have fled away from the eternal prison?"

       Moving those venerable plumes, he said:

      "Who guided you? or who has been your lamp

       In issuing forth out of the night profound,

       That ever black makes the infernal valley?

      The laws of the abyss, are they thus broken?

       Or is there changed in heaven some council new,

       That being damned ye come unto my crags?"

      Then did my Leader lay his grasp upon me,

       And with his words, and with his hands and signs,

       Reverent he made in me my knees and brow;

      Then answered him: "I came not of myself;

       A Lady from Heaven descended, at whose prayers

       I aided this one with my company.

      But since it is thy will more be unfolded

       Of our condition, how it truly is,

       Mine cannot be that this should be denied thee.

      This one has never his last evening seen,

       But by his folly was so near to it

       That very little time was there to turn.

      As I have said, I unto him was sent

       To rescue him, and other way was none

       Than this to which I have myself betaken.

      I've shown him all the people of perdition,

       And now those spirits I intend to show

       Who purge themselves beneath thy guardianship.

      How I have brought him would be long to tell thee.

       Virtue descendeth from on high that aids me

       To lead him to behold thee and to hear thee.

      Now may it please thee to vouchsafe his coming;

       He seeketh Liberty, which is so dear,

       As knoweth he who life for her refuses.

      Thou know'st it; since, for her, to thee not bitter

       Was death in Utica, where thou didst leave

       The vesture, that will shine so, the great day.

      By us the eternal edicts are not broken;

       Since this one lives, and Minos binds not me;

       But of that circle I, where are the chaste

      Eyes of thy Marcia, who in looks still prays thee,

       O holy breast, to hold her as thine own;

       For her love, then, incline thyself to us.

      Permit us through thy sevenfold realm to go;

       I will take back this grace from thee to her,

       If to be mentioned there below thou deignest."

      "Marcia so pleasing was unto mine eyes

       While I was on the other side," then said he,

       "That every grace she wished of me I granted;

      Now that she dwells beyond the evil river,

       She can no longer move me, by that law

       Which, when I issued forth from there, was made.

      But if a Lady of Heaven do move and rule thee,

       As thou dost say, no flattery is needful;

       Let it suffice thee that for her thou ask me.

      Go, then, and see thou gird this one about

       With a smooth rush, and that thou wash his face,

       So that thou cleanse away all stain therefrom,

      For 'twere not fitting that the eye o'ercast

       By any mist should go before the first

       Angel, who is of those of Paradise.

      This little island round about its base

       Below there, yonder, where the billow beats it,

       Doth rushes bear upon its washy ooze;

      No other plant that putteth forth the leaf,

       Or that doth indurate, can there have life,

       Because it yieldeth not unto the shocks.

      Thereafter be not this way your return;

       The sun, which now is rising, will direct you

       To take the mount by easier ascent."

      With this he vanished; and I raised me up

       Without a word, and wholly drew myself

       Unto my Guide, and turned mine eyes to him.

      And he began: "Son, follow thou my steps;

       Let us turn back, for on this side declines

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