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Михаил Лермонтов – The Demon / Демон. Книга для чтения на английском языке (страница 11)

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It had been made for earth below. Some angel, maybe, had descended To seek a being he'd once befriended To bring him secret consolation, To ease his pain, past bliss recall. Love's anguish and love's exaltation Now held the Demon fast in thrall For the first time; he would have flown But his great wings were turned to stone! A miracle! His eyes are dim And down his cheek there rolls one tear… Now, to this day, the stones still bear The fiery traces of its falling… A tear of flame, a trace appalling, But not a human tear!

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And so he came, prepared to give His heart in love, his soul to light. He thought the time had come to live A new life on this longed-for night. As though at a first assignation The proud soul felt a strange, shy thrill, A shuddering, timid expectation: It was a sign that boded ill! He entered, looked around. Before him The lovely sinner's Guardian stood, Heaven's messenger, bright cherubim, With smiling lips and brow of flame. So, the fell enemy forestalling, The brilliant spirit of the Good Had gathered her beneath his wing. The Demon looked for tender greeting — But light divine upon him beating And stern rebuke upon him came:

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«Spirit of idleness and sin, At this dark hour who called you? say! You have no servants here within These sacred walls, nor to this day Has breath of evil visited This charge of mine, to you forbid… Who called you?» – Subtly in reply The Demon smiled but in him woke The ancient hate of hell. His eye Flashed fiery-jealous as he spoke Upon the messenger divine: «Leave her!» he said. «For she is mine! Too late you came, good guardian – see You are no judge of such as we For her proud heart belongs to me. No charge is she of powers above Here I am lord, and here I love!» — Sad-eyed, the angel bent his glance Upon the evil spirit's prey Then slowly flapped his great wings once And through the ether soared away.

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Tamara      Who are you? You are perilous Say – are you come from heaven or hell? What do you want? The Demon      What loveliness! Tamara