-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Мари Корелли
-
- Скорбь сатаны
-
- Стр. 39/279
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
The
devil
?
of
course
not
!
"
"
He
is
a
very
fascinating
legendary
personage
;
"
--
continued
the
prince
,
lighting
another
cigar
and
beginning
to
puff
at
it
slowly
--
"
And
he
is
the
subject
of
many
a
fine
story
.
Picture
his
fall
from
heaven
!
--
'
Lucifer
Son
of
the
Morning
'
--
what
a
title
,
and
what
a
birthright
!
To
be
born
of
the
morning
implies
to
be
a
creature
formed
of
translucent
light
undefiled
,
with
all
the
warm
rose
of
a
million
orbs
of
day
colouring
his
bright
essence
,
and
all
the
lustre
of
fiery
planets
flaming
in
his
eyes
.
Splendid
and
supreme
,
at
the
right
hand
of
Deity
itself
he
stood
,
this
majestic
Arch-angel
,
and
before
his
unwearied
vision
rolled
the
grandest
creative
splendours
of
God
's
thoughts
and
dreams
.
All
at
once
he
perceived
in
the
vista
of
embryonic
things
a
new
small
world
,
and
on
it
a
being
forming
itself
slowly
as
it
were
into
the
Angelic
likeness
--
a
being
weak
yet
strong
,
sublime
yet
foolish
--
a
strange
paradox
,
destined
to
work
its
way
through
all
the
phases
of
life
,
till
imbibing
the
very
breath
and
soul
of
the
Creator
it
should
touch
Conscious
Immortality
--
Eternal
Joy
.
Then
Lucifer
,
full
of
wrath
,
turned
on
the
Master
of
the
Spheres
,
and
flung
forth
his
reckless
defiance
,
crying
aloud
--
'
Wilt
thou
make
of
this
slight
poor
creature
an
Angel
even
as
I
?
I
do
protest
against
thee
and
condemn
!
Lo
,
if
thou
makest
Man
in
Our
image
I
will
destroy
him
utterly
,
as
unfit
to
share
with
me
the
splendours
of
Thy
Wisdom
--
the
glory
of
Thy
love
!
'
And
the
Voice
Supreme
in
accents
terrible
and
beautiful
replied
;
'
Lucifer
,
Son
of
the
Morning
,
full
well
dost
thou
know
that
never
can
an
idle
or
wasted
word
be
spoken
before
Me
.
For
Free-will
is
the
gift
of
the
Immortals
;
therefore
what
thou
sayest
,
thou
must
needs
do
!
Fall
,
proud
Spirit
from
thy
high
estate
!
--
thou
and
thy
companions
with
thee
!
--
and
return
no
more
till
Man
himself
redeem
thee
!
Each
human
soul
that
yields
unto
thy
tempting
shall
be
a
new
barrier
set
between
thee
and
heaven
;
each
one
that
of
its
own
choice
doth
repel
and
overcome
thee
,
shall
lift
thee
nearer
thy
lost
home
!
When
the
world
rejects
thee
,
I
will
pardon
and
again
receive
thee
--
but
not
till
then
.
'
"
"
I
never
heard
exactly
that
version
of
the
legend
before
,
"
--
I
said
--
"
The
idea
that
Man
should
redeem
the
devil
is
quite
new
to
me
.
"
"
Is
it
?
"
and
he
looked
at
me
fixedly
--
"
Well
--
it
is
one
form
of
the
story
,
and
by
no
means
the
most
unpoetical
.
Poor
Lucifer
!
His
punishment
is
of
course
eternal
,
and
the
distance
between
himself
and
Heaven
must
be
rapidly
increasing
every
day
--
for
Man
will
never
assist
him
to
retrieve
his
error
.
Man
will
reject
God
fast
enough
and
gladly
enough
--
but
never
the
devil
.
Judge
then
,
how
,
under
the
peculiar
circumstances
of
his
doom
,
this
'
Lucifer
,
Son
of
the
Morning
,
'
Satan
,
or
whatever
else
he
is
called
,
must
hate
Humanity
!
"
I
smiled
.
"
Well
he
has
one
remedy
left
to
him
"
--
I
observed
--
"
He
need
not
tempt
anybody
.
"
"
You
forget
!
--
he
is
bound
to
keep
his
word
,
according
to
the
legend
"
--
said
Rimânez
--
"
He
swore
before
God
that
he
would
destroy
Man
utterly
--
he
must
therefore
fulfil
that
oath
,
if
he
can
.
Angels
,
it
would
seem
,
may
not
swear
before
the
Eternal
without
endeavouring
at
least
to
fulfil
their
vows
--
men
swear
in
the
name
of
God
every
day
without
the
slightest
intention
of
carrying
out
their
promises
.
"
"
But
it
's
all
the
veriest
nonsense
,
"
--
I
said
somewhat
impatiently
--
"
All
these
old
legends
are
rubbish
.
You
tell
the
story
well
,
and
almost
as
if
you
believed
in
it
--
that
is
because
you
have
the
gift
of
speaking
with
eloquence
.
Nowadays
no
one
believes
in
either
devils
or
angels
;
--
I
,
for
example
,
do
not
even
believe
in
the
soul
.
"
"
I
know
you
do
not
"
--
he
answered
suavely
--
"
And
your
scepticism
is
very
comfortable
because
it
relieves
you
of
all
personal
responsibility
.
I
envy
you
!
For
--
I
regret
to
say
,
I
am
compelled
to
believe
in
the
soul
.
"
