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第一段是Blake诗, Auguries of Innocence, 的前四句,全文很长!看看全文是不是有助于理解作者的本意。(不知道,太长了,没耐心看)6 U# H1 x, H% K9 H9 r# E, Y }% r
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To see a world in a grain of sand,
2 _( U: d- g# H4 t0 ]+ @& TAnd a heaven in a wild flower,
6 @; F/ Y% |1 S- W9 D) THold infinity in the palm of your hand,
0 ~" x5 A: e% f2 i4 I2 iAnd eternity in an hour.
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9 j4 E l. O- u8 mA robin redbreast in a cage
5 w. ~+ Z1 {2 a9 x$ HPuts all heaven in a rage.3 f4 t: e; c' T9 m6 x- R
' @% D2 G3 H% S: TA dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons1 n; W3 o' f1 s4 Z6 ^
Shudders hell thro' all its regions." U k- R1 K) E a3 E
A dog starv'd at his master's gate" h: a; Y) {! X# o, \7 v& n
Predicts the ruin of the state.
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* v" d" n2 V5 p% y- a' W7 FA horse misused upon the road
7 U+ T5 v2 Y/ R7 Y" x1 t$ M: E% cCalls to heaven for human blood.2 I; U. Y0 K2 Q1 R* S* B' J
Each outcry of the hunted hare9 z8 g F! k1 U. x% |- K
A fibre from the brain does tear.3 I6 G F; F. [ m) G7 t8 r r
& l% j: S5 C* ?% T% hA skylark wounded in the wing,0 M* {# y& N/ V8 v- n
A cherubim does cease to sing.0 t& i- ?8 d0 h2 ?$ A1 A1 R
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
. A, u3 S5 v! u" M5 [$ t9 ]& S: GDoes the rising sun affright.
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: x8 d# z P( P' i% G/ _; p" D% DEvery wolf's and lion's howl4 \9 V8 N& U% p* a
Raises from hell a human soul.) h6 G! R: N3 S$ ]8 e1 W, i
: k' U& W2 a# ~7 A$ [The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
+ G* e+ e% E3 @# L7 LKeeps the human soul from care.
/ S% J0 Z( l" j% S( G4 l0 @& MThe lamb misus'd breeds public strife,8 R- Q, ~7 t& e* p" W
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
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" @( E4 t6 G* `+ L% AThe bat that flits at close of eve
9 N1 o; x9 Z8 U% m: G4 q: W0 P1 yHas left the brain that won't believe.
2 b3 U5 u& p: q3 F0 t0 @) VThe owl that calls upon the night0 A6 |# _, m& L! q; C* n* Z5 }
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.' ?& B6 `& j) z' i M- r3 Q
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He who shall hurt the little wren
2 M$ D* ^' y" r" ~2 H; s+ [Shall never be belov'd by men.6 J( v0 ^) y3 M# p- \
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
/ I0 T) f6 r' N! Q0 g& r! x' T; `Shall never be by woman lov'd.
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9 U: J [) g8 {, V5 ?' hThe wanton boy that kills the fly
C6 r) B# X9 }Shall feel the spider's enmity.
% r' J, I* M7 O. Q9 ]" j% JHe who torments the chafer's sprite
( ?: ~) `5 S5 zWeaves a bower in endless night.
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* W" ^6 U6 @4 p: ~5 [6 o- gThe caterpillar on the leaf( v; R/ s' W" h0 ]+ U' _: x% g1 _
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
& F2 b. ]& }+ S5 t( e1 ~Kill not the moth nor butterfly," `( y$ A" e, r5 s3 I1 F6 Q+ M
For the last judgement draweth nigh.( i3 t0 P+ c0 E! M1 m% |
8 F0 ]5 g' b4 e( UHe who shall train the horse to war
7 Z8 s- c" o0 r! j$ G4 oShall never pass the polar bar.5 p5 I: M2 B+ S7 P, ^2 A+ p- l
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
& h; L8 A$ e( y) t5 GFeed them and thou wilt grow fat.
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! ]3 x. `4 S7 VThe gnat that sings his summer's song
. k. I5 u, Q j! q' {Poison gets from slander's tongue.: }1 E) \! a4 C* b
The poison of the snake and newt
* }: r9 m# l( t, P" Y* wIs the sweat of envy's foot.
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, {* }: x1 Q& K4 k2 G* ]The poison of the honey bee' H& c( ~# n+ T- [$ Q" P
Is the artist's jealousy.) [' j' U; B9 f, Y# Z/ J: A$ _
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The prince's robes and beggar's rags
' Y' [$ m' T3 _6 B! hAre toadstools on the miser's bags.% y% h1 m& N2 n8 v+ _
A truth that's told with bad intent
* [ X# f7 Z+ gBeats all the lies you can invent.
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) G! j: w0 U l4 Y0 V+ C3 S$ iIt is right it should be so;
; w( O" Q% n9 ]/ U# T1 @Man was made for joy and woe;
! t' K/ ]. ^# p M5 |8 f; n' rAnd when this we rightly know,
3 j# y+ f( N+ ? N9 kThro' the world we safely go.6 }: T* t" L, `$ T& i) J3 N
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Joy and woe are woven fine,
, P1 E" b t! R) CA clothing for the soul divine.
( y3 f3 m* C5 T& QUnder every grief and pine4 ]3 ^/ w. e6 s- d5 Q0 v. A( P8 q
Runs a joy with silken twine.1 Y" X0 v/ o) Y7 u$ h* q" o
M: t; A7 G3 N, |3 W: d, KThe babe is more than swaddling bands;
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Every tear from every eye( q- S( j% \5 h3 R/ r$ Y9 i3 P
Becomes a babe in eternity;
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This is caught by females bright,
6 U! w7 P! \& r# k+ b# s2 JAnd return'd to its own delight.
2 o) g6 p5 x- ?' J( |1 N6 [) p9 [. w& ?The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,9 ]1 z/ L+ P* }* C0 l$ v6 |8 J9 }
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.% `4 v( m5 s$ ]
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The babe that weeps the rod beneath2 Z) I% J7 n- F" R: ~% C1 u7 }5 F+ @
Writes revenge in realms of death.% x+ z. W# Q) M
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
- V! e+ U5 D/ `$ YDoes to rags the heavens tear. N8 G+ f: f6 Q5 b5 N& v, [ S
: n& i: Q. K9 X7 ~6 s: |" XThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,1 u* b. ~$ X! L Z
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
5 e4 Q3 `5 `0 b/ F/ D0 LThe poor man's farthing is worth more" D3 n5 r8 F) f
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
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One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
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Does that whole nation sell and buy.9 ~0 A( Z( J& h9 x
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He who mocks the infant's faith
9 i: a, w% w, K. }Shall be mock'd in age and death.
# N5 ]; L- V ]9 K8 V' l- m2 EHe who shall teach the child to doubt2 l o9 ~' c% m+ A+ _0 e, i. z: K
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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3 j1 Z0 k9 {! THe who respects the infant's faith
0 t8 K1 H5 O8 m9 S9 m6 F; eTriumphs over hell and death.
K( @% _* A' f! g4 a3 pThe child's toys and the old man's reasons
c" _. E$ _2 R! z3 M9 r }6 uAre the fruits of the two seasons.
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The questioner, who sits so sly,
- k9 e/ v. q& I+ L) ^Shall never know how to reply.
) X R) V7 R: N( BHe who replies to words of doubt
, o5 |' L$ D" F0 S/ t1 v( U: g7 P8 BDoth put the light of knowledge out.6 \- Z3 }/ M% V4 p1 f1 H' x. P
* o4 C( [( I$ _8 X, W3 eThe strongest poison ever known
+ {# O5 r2 ?) w; D: g/ k/ fCame from Caesar's laurel crown.4 a7 y7 _" x" @: H
Nought can deform the human race. V' i3 Y" ], D9 G& R
Like to the armour's iron brace.
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When gold and gems adorn the plow,
: p R9 Z! H, z& d; }To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
6 t4 `( j! ?; u4 v# f2 Q& RA riddle, or the cricket's cry,: l: j* h8 y1 t7 O. u
Is to doubt a fit reply., x( p& j" Q; F
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The emmet's inch and eagle's mile0 ?6 G L0 b4 r
Make lame philosophy to smile.
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Will ne'er believe, do what you please.1 V2 P6 X0 |+ D1 {" B
# B* X: Y4 h6 OIf the sun and moon should doubt,, ~( s" ^ o9 x4 H0 t& s
They'd immediately go out.
3 x. B! E5 Y/ e4 [& M5 W9 J: f6 sTo be in a passion you good may do,
3 V( u2 ]3 p6 `: o0 X4 i4 |But no good if a passion is in you.) t: F& u: i5 Z% E9 g1 r# t
( n2 Y* N/ Y4 v" z$ lThe whore and gambler, by the state
, y$ R5 H$ G2 E% ?+ ALicensed, build that nation's fate.+ A$ p+ x, g' |- j3 K4 c& j
The harlot's cry from street to street
8 M5 G, F9 R8 X; SShall weave old England's winding-sheet.# O( m. ?/ w* W) C9 u
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The winner's shout, the loser's curse,. {$ t, @, E) O+ o; }+ y, U: n
Dance before dead England's hearse./ s' `7 i& r# N1 z# n* A, b
% h! _$ w6 I, ^6 w8 ]' \3 SEvery night and every morn2 C( J7 f# C% q* I0 n( X7 M+ b
Some to misery are born,, P- N$ f, J. w% n3 m! U
Every morn and every night
5 X, w3 l4 D4 Q) S9 _+ F) ?8 X( t( c) PSome are born to sweet delight. C2 L }: P& a7 a. J, W7 J+ x# A
& ]" X* h9 ~0 P" BSome are born to sweet delight,
. n$ {! |0 L) d7 l N. O; s7 W- [Some are born to endless night.
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, j' `8 w8 F! NWe are led to believe a lie
1 J7 N3 [ T s" S4 b7 cWhen we see not thro' the eye,- L, w1 q5 j: |# ^6 h3 b
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
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; M+ ^- L; @/ V# K. F- ^God appears, and God is light,
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But does a human form display( d' B' z) o4 E; O
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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