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Часть текста: и я этому научился. В общем, вольно или невольно, я принялся заниматься тем же, но это не в порядке соперничества, а в порядке, скорее, ученичества. Это, собственно, главный урок»[1]. Это "ученичество" у Донна и метафизиков дало весьма богатые плоды. Знакомство Бродского с Донном относится приблизительно к 1961 – 1962 году. "Официально" Бродский указывает 1964 год, когда он получил от Лидии Корнеевны Чуковской том стихов и прозы Донна, изданный «Penguine» в серии «The Modern Library»[2]. Но «Большая элегия Джону Донну» датирована 1963 годом (сам Бродский в цитированном выше интервью называет 1962), и, по словам поэта, к тому времени он уже знал «какие-то отрывки из его проповедей и стихи, которые обнаружились в антологиях»[3]. Учитывая эту границу: 1963 год, обратимся к простому математическому подсчету. Согласно анализу Барри Шерра, если у Бродского в стихах 1956 – 1962 гг. 4-х строчные строфы составляли 65,5% от общего числа строфических...
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Часть текста: this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a Den,[1] and laid me down in that place to sleep; and as I slept, I dreamed a dream. I dreamed, and behold I saw a man clothed with rags, standing in a certain place, with his face from his own house, a book in his hand, and a great burden upon his back. (Isa. LXIV. 6; Luke XIV. 33; PS. XXXVIII. 4; Heb. II. 2.) I looked, and saw him open the book, and read therein: and as he read he wept and trembled; and not being able longer to contain, he brake out with a lamentable cry, saying,[2] «What shall 1 do?» (Acts II. 37; XVI. 30, 31.) In this plight, therefore, he went home and refrained himself as long as he could, that his wife and children should not perceive his distress; but he could not be silent long, because that his trouble increased; wherefore at length he brake his mind to his wife and children; and thus he began to talk to them: «O my dear wife», said he, «and you the children of my bowels, I, your dear friend, am in myself undone by reason of a burden that lieth hard upon me: moreover, I am for certainly informed that this our city[3] will be burned with fire from heaven; in which fearful overthrow, both myself, with thee my wife, and you, my sweet babes, shall miserably come to ruin, except (the which yet[4] I see not) some way of escape may be found, whereby we may be delivered». At this his relations were sore amazed; not for that they believed what he had said to them was true, but...
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Часть текста: present, and, with mighty wings outspread, 20 Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast Abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and support; That, to the height of this great argument, I may assert Eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men. Say first — for Heaven hides nothing from thy view, Nor the deep tract of Hell — say first what cause Moved our grand Parents, in that happy state, Favoured of Heaven so highly, to fall off 30 From their Creator, and transgress his will For one restraint, lords of the world besides? Who first seduced them to that foul revolt? Th' infernal Serpent; he it was whose guile, Stirred up with envy and revenge, deceived The mother of mankind, what time his pride Had cast him out from Heaven, with all his host Of rebel Angels, by whose aid, aspiring To set himself in glory above his peers, He trusted to have equalled the Most High, 40 If he opposed; and, with ambitious aim Against the throne and monarchy of God, Raised impious war in Heaven and battle proud, With vain attempt. Him th' Almighty Power Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To botomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy th’ Omnipotent to arms. Nine times the space that measures day and night 50 To mortal men, he, with his horrid crew, Lay vanquished, rolling in the fiery gulf, Confounded, though immortal; but his doom Reserved him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him: round he throws his baleful eyes, That witnessed huge affliction and dismay, Mixed with obdurate pride...