The Battle of Darkness and Light . Джон Мильтон
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Название: The Battle of Darkness and Light

Автор: Джон Мильтон

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isbn: 4064066499112

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СКАЧАТЬ See there the cliff that closes it around;

       See there the entrance, where it seems disjoined.

      Whilom at dawn, which doth precede the day,

       When inwardly thy spirit was asleep

       Upon the flowers that deck the land below,

      There came a Lady and said: 'I am Lucia;

       Let me take this one up, who is asleep;

       So will I make his journey easier for him.'

      Sordello and the other noble shapes

       Remained; she took thee, and, as day grew bright,

       Upward she came, and I upon her footsteps.

      She laid thee here; and first her beauteous eyes

       That open entrance pointed out to me;

       Then she and sleep together went away."

      In guise of one whose doubts are reassured,

       And who to confidence his fear doth change,

       After the truth has been discovered to him,

      So did I change; and when without disquiet

       My Leader saw me, up along the cliff

       He moved, and I behind him, tow'rd the height.

      Reader, thou seest well how I exalt

       My theme, and therefore if with greater art

       I fortify it, marvel not thereat.

      Nearer approached we, and were in such place,

       That there, where first appeared to me a rift

       Like to a crevice that disparts a wall,

      I saw a portal, and three stairs beneath,

       Diverse in colour, to go up to it,

       And a gate-keeper, who yet spake no word.

      And as I opened more and more mine eyes,

       I saw him seated on the highest stair,

       Such in the face that I endured it not.

      And in his hand he had a naked sword,

       Which so reflected back the sunbeams tow'rds us,

       That oft in vain I lifted up mine eyes.

      "Tell it from where you are, what is't you wish?"

       Began he to exclaim; "where is the escort?

       Take heed your coming hither harm you not!"

      "A Lady of Heaven, with these things conversant,"

       My Master answered him, "but even now

       Said to us, 'Thither go; there is the portal.'"

      "And may she speed your footsteps in all good,"

       Again began the courteous janitor;

       "Come forward then unto these stairs of ours."

      Thither did we approach; and the first stair

       Was marble white, so polished and so smooth,

       I mirrored myself therein as I appear.

      The second, tinct of deeper hue than perse,

       Was of a calcined and uneven stone,

       Cracked all asunder lengthwise and across.

      The third, that uppermost rests massively,

       Porphyry seemed to me, as flaming red

       As blood that from a vein is spirting forth.

      Both of his feet was holding upon this

       The Angel of God, upon the threshold seated,

       Which seemed to me a stone of diamond.

      Along the three stairs upward with good will

       Did my Conductor draw me, saying: "Ask

       Humbly that he the fastening may undo."

      Devoutly at the holy feet I cast me,

       For mercy's sake besought that he would open,

       But first upon my breast three times I smote.

      Seven P's upon my forehead he described

       With the sword's point, and, "Take heed that thou wash

       These wounds, when thou shalt be within," he said.

      Ashes, or earth that dry is excavated,

       Of the same colour were with his attire,

       And from beneath it he drew forth two keys.

      One was of gold, and the other was of silver;

       First with the white, and after with the yellow,

       Plied he the door, so that I was content.

      "Whenever faileth either of these keys

       So that it turn not rightly in the lock,"

       He said to us, "this entrance doth not open.

      More precious one is, but the other needs

       More art and intellect ere it unlock,

       For it is that which doth the knot unloose.

      From Peter I have them; and he bade me err

       Rather in opening than in keeping shut,

       If people but fall down before my feet."

      Then pushed the portals of the sacred door,

       Exclaiming: "Enter; but I give you warning

       That forth returns whoever looks behind."

      And when upon their hinges were turned round

       The swivels of that consecrated gate,

       Which are of metal, massive and sonorous,

      Roared not so loud, nor so discordant seemed

       Tarpeia, when was ta'en from it the good

       Metellus, wherefore meagre it remained.

      At the first thunder-peal I turned attentive,

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