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IV. Кана Галилейская

Cana of Galilee

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    It was already very late by monastery hours when Alyosha came to the hermitage; the gatekeeper let him in by a special way.

    Былоit wasбыть · auxiliary verb, past, indicative, active, singular, imperfectivecopula linking to поздно
    ужеalreadyуже · adverbmodifies поздно
    оченьveryочень · adverbmodifies поздно
    поздноlateпоздно · adverbhead of the phrase
    поbyпо · prepositionpart of the adverbial phrase по-монастырскому, modifies поздно
    монастырскомуmonastery timeмонастырский · adjective, dative, neuter, singular (adverbial)object of по, modifies поздно

    "по-монастырскому" is one idiom meaning "by the monastery clock/reckoning", split here across two tokens.

    когдаwhenкогда · subordinating conjunctionintroduces the clause of пришел
    АлешаAlyoshaалёша · proper noun, nominative, masculine, singularsubject of пришел
    пришелcameприйти · verb, past, indicative, active, singular, perfectiveverb of the когда-clause, modifies поздно
    вtoв · prepositionpreposition marking скит
    скитthe hermitageскит · noun, accusative, masculine, singularoblique complement of пришел
    егоhimон · pronoun, accusative, masculine, singulardirect object of пропустил
    пропустилlet throughпропустить · verb, past, indicative, active, singular, perfectivemain verb of the second clause
    привратникthe gatekeeperпривратник · noun, nominative, masculine, singularsubject of пропустил
    особымa specialособый · adjective, instrumental, masculine, singularmodifies путем
    путемwayпуть · noun, instrumental, masculine, singularoblique complement of пропустил
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    Nine o'clock had already struck — the hour of general rest and quiet after a day so distressing for everyone.

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    Alyosha timidly opened the door and stepped into the elder's cell, in which his coffin now stood.

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    Apart from Father Paissy, who was reading the Gospel in solitude over the coffin, and the young novice Porfiry, worn out by the conversation of the previous night and by the day's bustle and sleeping his sound young sleep on the floor of the other room, there was no one in the cell.

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    Father Paissy, though he heard that Alyosha had come in, did not so much as glance in his direction.

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    Alyosha turned to the right of the door into the corner, knelt down, and began to pray.

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    His soul was brimming over, but somehow vaguely, and not a single sensation stood out, asserting itself too sharply; on the contrary, one displaced the next in a kind of quiet, even revolving.

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    But his heart felt sweet, and, strangely, Alyosha did not wonder at it.

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    Again he saw before him that coffin, that precious dead man shut up all around in it, yet there was no weeping, aching, tormenting pity in his soul, as there had been earlier in the morning.

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    Before the coffin, on coming in just now, he had fallen down as before a holy thing, yet joy, joy shone in his mind and in his heart.

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    One window of the cell stood open, the air was fresh and somewhat cool — "so the smell has grown still stronger, since they decided to open the window," thought Alyosha.

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    But even this thought of the corrupting smell, which only a short while before had seemed to him so dreadful and disgraceful, did not now rouse in him the anguish and indignation he had felt earlier.

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    He began quietly to pray, but soon felt himself that he was praying almost mechanically.

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    Fragments of thoughts flickered in his soul, kindling like little stars and going out again at once, giving way to others, yet over his soul there reigned something whole, firm, consoling, and he was aware of it himself.

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    Now and then he began a prayer ardently, he so longed to give thanks and to love…

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    But, having begun the prayer, he would suddenly pass to something else, fall to musing, and forget both the prayer and the thing that had broken it off.

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    He began to listen to what Father Paissy was reading, but, being very tired, little by little he started to doze…

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    "''And the third day there was a marriage in Cana of Galilee,''" read Father Paissy, "''and the mother of Jesus was there. And both Jesus was called, and his disciples, to the marriage.''"

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    "Marriage? What is this… marriage…" raced like a whirlwind through Alyosha's mind, "she too has happiness… she has gone off to a feast… No, she did not take a knife, she did not take a knife… That was only a 'pitiful' word… Well… pitiful words must be forgiven, without fail.

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    Pitiful words comfort the soul… without them grief would lie too heavy upon people.

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    Rakitin has gone off into a side-lane.

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    As long as Rakitin broods over his grievances, he will always be going off into a side-lane… But the road… the road is broad, straight, bright, crystalline, and the sun is at the end of it… Eh?.. what are they reading?"

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    "''…And when they wanted wine, the mother of Jesus saith unto him: They have no wine…''" — came to Alyosha's ears.

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    "Ah yes, I skipped a bit there, and I did not mean to skip it, I love this passage: it is Cana of Galilee, the first miracle… Ah, that miracle, ah, that dear miracle!

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    It was not grief but human joy that Christ visited when he worked his first miracle, he helped human gladness… 'He who loves people loves their joy as well…' The dead man kept repeating this, it was one of his foremost thoughts… One cannot live without joy, says Mitya… Yes, Mitya… Everything that is true and beautiful is always full of all-forgiveness — that, again, was something he used to say…"

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    "''…Jesus saith unto her: Woman, what have I to do with thee? mine hour is not yet come. His mother saith unto the servants: Whatsoever he saith unto you, do it.''"

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    "Do it… The joy, the joy of some poor folk, very poor folk… Poor, of course, since at the wedding they did not even have wine enough…

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    Look, the historians write that around Lake Gennesaret and in all those parts there lived in those days the very poorest population one could possibly imagine…

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    And the other great heart of another great being, who was there as well — his mother — knew that he had come down then not for the sake of his great and dreadful deed alone, but that his heart could also be reached by the simple-hearted, unsophisticated merrymaking of certain obscure, obscure and artless creatures, who had tenderly called him to their humble wedding.

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    'Mine hour is not yet come,' he says with a gentle smile (he surely smiled at her meekly)…

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    Was it really to multiply wine at poor weddings that he came down to earth?

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    And yet he went and did it, at her request… Ah, he is reading again."

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    "''…Jesus saith unto them: Fill the waterpots with water. And they filled them up to the brim. And he saith unto them: Draw out now, and bear unto the governor of the feast. And they bare it. When the ruler of the feast had tasted the wine that was made of water, and knew not whence it was — but the servants which drew the water knew — the governor of the feast called the bridegroom. And saith unto him: Every man at the beginning doth set forth good wine; and when men have well drunk, then that which is worse: but thou hast kept the good wine until now.''"

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    "But what is this, what is this? Why is the room widening out… Ah yes… for this is a marriage, a wedding… yes, of course.

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    Here are the guests, here sit the bride and groom, and the merry crowd, and… where, then, is the all-wise governor of the feast?

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    But who is that? Who? Again the room has widened out… Who is rising there from behind the great table?

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    What… is he here too? But he is in the coffin… Yet he is here too… he has stood up, he has seen me, he is coming this way… Lord!..

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    Yes, it was to him, to him that he came over, the dried-up little old man, with fine little wrinkles on his face, joyful and softly laughing.

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    There was no coffin now, and he was in the same robe in which he had sat with them yesterday, when the guests had gathered to him.

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    His whole face was open, his eyes were shining.

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    How can this be — he too, then, is at the feast, he too has been bidden to the marriage in Cana of Galilee…

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    "Yes, my dear, you too have been bidden, bidden and called," sounds a quiet voice above him. "Why have you hidden yourself away here, where you cannot be seen… come and join us as well."

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    His voice, the voice of the elder Zossima… And how could it not be he, when he is calling?

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    The elder raised Alyosha up with his hand, and he rose from his knees.

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    "Let us make merry," the dried-up little old man goes on, "let us drink new wine, the wine of a new and great gladness; do you see how many guests there are?

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    Here are the bridegroom and the bride, here is the all-wise governor of the feast, tasting the new wine.

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    Why do you marvel at me? I gave an onion, and so here I am too.

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    And many here gave only an onion, only one little onion apiece… What are our deeds?

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    And you, gentle one, and you, my meek boy, you too today managed to give an onion to one who hungered.

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    Begin, dear one, begin, meek one, your work!.. And do you see our sun, do you see it?

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    "I am afraid… I dare not look…" whispered Alyosha.

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    "Do not be afraid of him.

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    Terrible is he in his greatness before us, awesome in his loftiness, yet boundlessly merciful, out of love he has made himself like unto us and makes merry with us, turning water into wine that the guests' joy may not be cut short, awaiting new guests, ceaselessly calling new ones, and now for ever and ever.

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    There, they are bringing the new wine, do you see, they are bringing the vessels…"

  55. 55

    Something was burning in Alyosha's heart, something suddenly filled him to the point of pain, tears of rapture were tearing themselves from his soul…

  56. 56

    He stretched out his arms, cried aloud, and woke…

  57. 57

    Again the coffin, the open window, and the quiet, solemn, measured reading of the Gospel.

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    But Alyosha was no longer listening to what was being read.

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    Strangely, he had fallen asleep on his knees, and now he was standing on his feet, and suddenly, as though torn from the spot, with three firm, swift steps he went right up to the coffin.

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    He even brushed Father Paissy's shoulder and did not notice it.

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    For a moment the latter raised his eyes to him from the book, but at once turned them away again, perceiving that something strange had happened to the young man.

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    For half a minute Alyosha gazed at the coffin, at the shrouded, motionless dead man stretched out within it, with an icon on his breast and the cowl with its eight-pointed cross upon his head.

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    Only just now he had heard his voice, and that voice was still ringing in his ears.

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    He listened still, he waited still for the sounds… but suddenly, turning sharply, he went out of the cell.

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    He did not stop even on the little porch, but went quickly down.

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    His soul, brimming with rapture, craved freedom, space, openness.

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    Above him the vault of heaven stretched wide and immeasurable, full of quiet, shining stars.

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    From the zenith to the horizon the still-faint Milky Way ran in its double band.

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    A night fresh and still to the point of motionlessness had enfolded the earth.

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    The white towers and golden domes of the cathedral sparkled against the sapphire sky.

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    The lush autumn flowers in the beds around the house had fallen asleep until morning.

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    The stillness of the earth seemed to merge with the stillness of the heavens, the mystery of the earth touched the mystery of the stars… Alyosha stood, gazed, and suddenly, as though cut down, threw himself upon the earth.

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    He did not know why he was embracing it, he could give himself no account of why he so irresistibly longed to kiss it, to kiss the whole of it, but he kissed it weeping, sobbing, and drenching it with his tears, and in a frenzy he vowed to love it, to love it for ever and ever.

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    "Water the earth with the tears of your joy, and love those tears of yours…" rang out in his soul.

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    What was he weeping over?

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    Oh, in his rapture he was weeping even over those stars that shone down on him out of the abyss, and "he was not ashamed of this frenzy."

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    It was as though threads from all those countless worlds of God came together at once in his soul, and it trembled all over, "touching other worlds."

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    He longed to forgive everyone for everything and to beg forgiveness — oh, not for himself, but for everyone, for everything and for all, while "others are begging it for me," rang out again in his soul.

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    But with each passing moment he felt clearly and as it were palpably how something firm and unshakable, like this vault of heaven, was descending into his soul.

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    Some kind of idea, as it were, was taking dominion in his mind — and now for his whole life and for ever and ever.

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    He had fallen upon the earth a weak youth, but rose up a fighter, firm for his whole life, and he knew it and felt it suddenly, in that very moment of his rapture.

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    And never, never afterward, in all his life, could Alyosha forget that moment.

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    "Someone visited my soul in that hour," he would say afterward, with firm faith in his words…

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    Three days later he left the monastery, which accorded too with the word of his dead elder, who had bidden him to "dwell in the world."

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Братья Карамазовы, Fyodor Dostoevsky. Book VII — Alyosha.
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