Paradise Lost and Its Sequel, Paradise Regained (Illustrated Edition). Джон Мильтон

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whom the fulness dwels of love divine,

      His dearest mediation thus renewd.

      Father, thy word is past, man shall find grace;

      And shall grace not find means, that finds her way,

      The speediest of thy winged messengers,

      To visit all thy creatures, and to all

      Comes unprevented, unimplor’d, unsought,

      Happie for man, so coming; he her aide

      Can never seek, once dead in sins and lost;

      Attonement for himself or offering meet,

      Indebted and undon, hath none to bring:

      Behold mee then, mee for him, life for life

      I offer, on mee let thine anger fall;

      Account mee man; I for his sake will leave

      Thy bosom, and this glorie next to thee

      Freely put off, and for him lastly die

      Well pleas’d, on me let Death wreck all his rage;

      Under his gloomie power I shall not long

      Lie vanquisht; thou hast givn me to possess

      Life in my self for ever, by thee I live,

      Though now to Death I yeild, and am his due

      All that of me can die, yet that debt paid,

      Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsom grave

      His prey, nor suffer my unspotted Soule

      For ever with corruption there to dwell;

      But I shall rise Victorious, and subdue

      My Vanquisher, spoild of his vanted spoile;

      Death his deaths wound shall then receive, & stoop

      Inglorious, of his mortall sting disarm’d.

      I through the ample Air in Triumph high

      Shall lead Hell Captive maugre Hell, and show

      The powers of darkness bound. Thou at the sight

      Pleas’d, out of Heaven shalt look down and smile,

      While by thee rais’d I ruin all my Foes,

      Death last, and with his Carcass glut the Grave:

      Then with the multitude of my redeemd

      Shall enter Heaven long absent, and returne,

      Father, to see thy face, wherein no cloud

      Of anger shall remain, but peace assur’d,

      And reconcilement; wrauth shall be no more

      Thenceforth, but in thy presence Joy entire.

      His words here ended, but his meek aspect

      Silent yet spake, and breath’ d immortal love

      To mortal men, above which only shon

      Filial obedience: as a sacrifice

      Glad to be offer’d, he attends the will

      Of his great Father. Admiration seis’d

      All Heav’n, what this might mean, & whither tend

      Wondring; but soon th’ Almighty thus reply’d:

      O thou in Heav’n and Earth the only peace

      Found out for mankind under wrauth, O thou

      My sole complacence! well thou know’st how dear,

      To me are all my works, nor Man the least

      Though last created, that for him I spare

      Thee from my bosom and right hand, to save,

      By loosing thee a while, the whole Race lost.

      Thou therefore whom thou only canst redeeme,

      Thir Nature also to thy Nature joyne;

      And be thy self Man among men on Earth,

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

      By wondrous birth: Be thou in Adams room

      The Head of all mankind, though Adams Son.

      As in him perish all men, so in thee

      As from a second root shall be restor’d,

      As many as are restor’d, without thee none.

      His crime makes guiltie all his Sons, thy merit

      Imputed shall absolve them who renounce

      Thir own both righteous and unrighteous deeds,

      And live in thee transplanted, and from thee

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

      Shall satisfie for Man, be judg’d and die,

      And dying rise, and rising with him raise

      His Brethren, ransomd with his own dear life.

      So Heav’nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate,

      Giving to death, and dying to redeeme,

      So dearly to redeem what Hellish hate

      So easily destroy’d, and still destroyes

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

      Nor shalt thou by descending to assume

      Mans Nature, less’n or degrade thine owne.

      Because thou hast, though Thron’d 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 then Birthright Son of God,

      Found worthiest to be so by being Good,

      Farr more then Great or High; because in thee

      Love

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