George Meredith (Джордж Мередит)

Lucifer in Starlight

On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose.
Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend
Above the rolling ball in cloud part screened,
Where sinners hugged their spectre of repose.
Poor prey to his hot fit of pride were those.
And now upon his western wing he leaned,
Now his huge bulk o'er Afric's sands careened,
Now the black planet shadowed Arctic snows.
Soaring through wider zones that pricked his scars
With memory of the old revolt from Awe,
He reached a middle height, and at the stars,
Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank.
Around the ancient track marched, rank on rank,
The army of unalterable law. 

1. A Ballad of Past Meridian
2. At the Funeral
3. Modern Love. Sonnet 27. Distraction is the Panacea, Sir!
4. Modern Love. Sonnet 8. Yet it was Plain She Struggled, and that Salt
5. King Harald's Trance

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