The Battle of Darkness and Light . Джон Мильтон

me up A woodie Mountain; whose high top was plaine, A Circuit wide, enclos’d, with goodliest Trees Planted, with Walks, and Bowers, that what I saw Of Earth before scarse pleasant seemd. Each Tree Load’n with fairest Fruit, that hung to the Eye Tempting, stirr’d in me sudden appetite To pluck and eate; whereat I wak’d, and found Before mine Eyes all real, as the dream Had lively shadowd: Here had new begun My wandring, had not hee who was my Guide Up hither, from among the Trees appeer’d, Presence Divine. Rejoycing, but with aw In adoration at his feet I fell Submiss: he rear’d me, & Whom thou soughtst I am, Said mildely, Author of all this thou seest Above, or round about thee or beneath. This Paradise I give thee, count it thine To Till and keep, and of the Fruit to eate: Of every Tree that in the Garden growes Eate freely with glad heart; fear here no dearth: But of the Tree whose operation brings Knowledg of good and ill, which I have set The Pledge of thy Obedience and thy Faith, Amid the Garden by the Tree of Life, Remember what I warne thee, shun to taste, And shun the bitter consequence: for know, The day thou eat’st thereof, my sole command Transgrest, inevitably thou shalt dye; From that day mortal, and this happie State Shalt loose, expell’d from hence into a World Of woe and sorrow. Sternly he pronounc’d The rigid interdiction, which resounds Yet dreadful in mine eare, though in my choice Not to incur; but soon his cleer aspect Return’d and gratious purpose thus renew’d. Not onely these fair bounds, but all the Earth To thee and to thy Race I give; as Lords Possess it, and all things that therein live, Or live in Sea, or Aire, Beast, Fish, and Fowle. In signe whereof each Bird and Beast behold After thir kindes; I bring them to receave From thee thir Names, and pay thee fealtie With low subjection; understand the same Of Fish within thir watry residence, Not hither summond, since they cannot change Thir Element to draw the thinner Aire. As thus he spake, each Bird and Beast behold Approaching two and two, These cowring low With blandishment, each Bird stoop’d on his wing. I nam’d them, as they pass’d, and understood Thir Nature, with such knowledg God endu’d My sudden apprehension: but in these I found not what me thought I wanted still; And to the Heav’nly vision thus presum’d.

      O by what Name, for thou above all these,

       Above mankinde, or aught then mankinde higher,

       Surpassest farr my naming, how may I

       Adore thee, Author of this Universe,

       And all this good to man, for whose well being

       So amply, and with hands so liberal

       Thou hast provided all things: but with mee

       I see not who partakes. In solitude

       What happiness, who can enjoy alone,

       Or all enjoying, what contentment find?

       Thus I presumptuous; and the vision bright,

       As with a smile more bright’nd, thus repli’d.

      What call’st thou solitude, is not the Earth

       With various living creatures, and the Aire

       Replenisht, and all these at thy command

       To come and play before thee, know’st thou not

       Thir language and thir wayes, they also know,

       And reason not contemptibly; with these

       Find pastime, and beare rule; thy Realm is large.

       So spake the Universal Lord, and seem’d

       So ordering. I with leave of speech implor’d,

       And humble deprecation thus repli’d.

      Let not my words offend thee, Heav’nly Power,

       My Maker, be propitious while I speak.

       Hast thou not made me here thy substitute,

       And these inferiour farr beneath me set?

       Among unequals what societie

       Can sort, what harmonie or true delight?

       Which must be mutual, in proportion due

       Giv’n and receiv’d; but in disparitie

       The one intense, the other still remiss

       Cannot well suite with either, but soon prove

       Tedious alike: Of fellowship I speak

       Such as I seek, fit to participate

       All rational delight, wherein the brute

       Cannot be human consort; they rejoyce

       Each with thir kinde, Lion with Lioness;

       So fitly them in pairs thou hast combin’d;

       Much less can Bird with Beast, or Fish with Fowle

       So well converse, nor with the Ox the Ape;

       Wors then can Man with Beast, and least of all.

      Whereto th’ Almighty answer’d, not displeas’d.

       A nice and suttle happiness I see

       Thou to thy self proposest, in the choice

       Of thy Associates, Adam, and wilt taste No pleasure, though in pleasure, solitarie. What thinkst thou then of mee, and this my State, Seem I to thee sufficiently possest Of happiness, or not? who am alone From all Eternitie, for none I know Second to mee or like, equal much less. How have I then with whom to hold converse Save with the Creatures which I made, and those To me inferiour, infinite descents Beneath what other Creatures are to thee?

      He ceas’d, I lowly answer’d. To attaine

       The highth and depth of thy Eternal wayes

       All human thoughts come short, Supream of things;

       Thou in thy self art perfet, and in thee

       Is no deficience found; not so is Man,

       But in degree, the cause of his desire

       By conversation with his like to help,

       Or solace his defects. No need that thou

       Shouldst propagat, already infinite;

       And through all numbers absolute, though One;

       But Man by number is to manifest

       His single imperfection, and beget

       Like of his like, his Image multipli’d,

       In unitie defective, which requires

       Collateral love, and deerest amitie.

       Thou in thy secresie although alone,

       Best with thy self accompanied, seek’st not

       Social communication, yet so pleas’d,

       Canst raise thy Creature to what highth thou wilt

       Of Union or Communion, deifi’d;

       I by conversing cannot these erect

       From prone, nor in thir wayes complacence find.

       Thus I embold’nd spake, and freedom us’d

       Permissive, and acceptance found, which gain’d

       This answer from the gratious voice Divine.

      Thus farr to try thee, Adam, I was pleas’d, And finde thee knowing not of Beasts alone, Which thou hast rightly nam’d, but of thy self, Expressing well the spirit within thee free, My Image, not imparted to the Brute, Whose fellowship therefore unmeet for thee Good reason was thou freely shouldst dislike, And be so minded still; I, ere thou spak’st, Knew it not good for Man to be alone, And no such companie as then thou saw’st Intended thee, for trial onely brought, To see how thou could’st judge of fit and meet: What next I bring shall please thee, be assur’d, Thy likeness, thy fit help, thy other self, Thy wish, exactly to thy hearts desire.

      Hee ended, or I heard no more, for now

       My earthly by his Heav’nly overpowerd,

       Which it had long stood under, streind to the highth

       In that celestial Colloquie sublime,