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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)* S7 h; O) p% {& T$ |
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To see a world in a grain of sand,
' p2 z/ R9 R& h( ]7 eAnd a heaven in a wild flower,* s( ^5 E+ z1 r3 z$ a
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,* Y9 }" ]- X7 { p; k+ r
And eternity in an hour.
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A robin redbreast in a cage1 y7 I. C0 K7 E( D. x+ [. O
Puts all heaven in a rage.
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A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
7 ~/ {/ V' M% }6 eShudders hell thro' all its regions.
+ r# o1 `- L7 }. h& G- j' yA dog starv'd at his master's gate9 S& O' c$ i# o! u6 k
Predicts the ruin of the state.6 l) M/ b% g8 a* i) B9 ]
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A horse misused upon the road' [) a5 s+ L$ T$ V3 n% i8 N- ^6 e
Calls to heaven for human blood.$ T) Z- L1 H3 q1 G' S
Each outcry of the hunted hare d" @. l+ s) R& O0 x! V
A fibre from the brain does tear.2 f' Y/ P3 \" G
: a) X+ K+ C5 ^8 FA skylark wounded in the wing," Y" P: r( s2 ^7 o' J
A cherubim does cease to sing.
" w1 _/ ]$ Z7 J' UThe game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
9 h; P4 N$ w2 Q+ B- t1 Z) S* m; y4 EDoes the rising sun affright.
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Every wolf's and lion's howl
. }4 l$ A4 V/ pRaises from hell a human soul.
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& f( c! y, Y" X! i! Q" }4 aThe wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
" H6 }/ m3 O! I5 Q2 I# CKeeps the human soul from care.
, V5 D& ]/ m d) X$ X! O5 j( bThe lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
$ P+ ?. P9 L2 c0 f6 M# G1 v+ N) a. EAnd yet forgives the butcher's knife.
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" t* A6 l. h7 k H1 c3 CThe bat that flits at close of eve$ j5 h$ t+ I) z, O
Has left the brain that won't believe.% O1 |: p" u" K' g' q
The owl that calls upon the night' d* P$ V; j% C- }
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.$ P8 }2 o% {$ L& P+ }0 A
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He who shall hurt the little wren5 d( g0 {3 z9 x0 f9 g
Shall never be belov'd by men.4 G' [. d; f: t) i! w) H# S
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
( W" O* |3 p* c; O1 b# g/ n; `+ TShall never be by woman lov'd.
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The wanton boy that kills the fly
5 K1 R0 _* j5 |) YShall feel the spider's enmity.2 I+ i4 N; f' }0 ^
He who torments the chafer's sprite
. O' X) f; | e9 V1 i7 h2 z7 bWeaves a bower in endless night.8 F9 W+ L4 ~5 p4 H! ?/ Y/ x
4 [1 ?5 d& ^- {$ wThe caterpillar on the leaf% I; ~: v- y: f( c& |- q
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.' t: Q$ L) s6 Z$ k/ Q' }
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,7 P4 _% c1 L4 K: x
For the last judgement draweth nigh.
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He who shall train the horse to war) k" L7 l! J6 D; l( U/ W
Shall never pass the polar bar.+ M/ |- @+ O8 j% {
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
/ T2 V$ C) S! a+ s- v8 uFeed them and thou wilt grow fat.( Z+ w# B+ O6 }+ e
: {; n! ^0 X' ?( DThe gnat that sings his summer's song- W. N5 s9 w9 U
Poison gets from slander's tongue.8 X( P( h, [3 ], ~
The poison of the snake and newt6 }" P# h& u1 _8 G2 i' d
Is the sweat of envy's foot.% d/ t b$ K: X9 M
1 j( P& I" ?$ a, R8 Z, l. IThe poison of the honey bee& y- q( d) j; L' ^
Is the artist's jealousy.
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^4 l8 }6 I1 F4 O1 @The prince's robes and beggar's rags: @* L' A9 }. W, D% z* P
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.) E% P8 y* P3 v
A truth that's told with bad intent6 @# b' E- v3 Z6 C
Beats all the lies you can invent.8 f. W' V) m7 x3 Z8 A1 Q! o: g
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It is right it should be so;* J, D) V1 o7 _! _, o& ?
Man was made for joy and woe;* Q3 u7 V" z, |8 S& D7 C
And when this we rightly know,/ h, {+ ]" }3 ]* y+ N% Z' m- U3 o
Thro' the world we safely go.0 C. S" V; f4 z2 ^ i: o
5 _4 E- V1 q0 a$ F/ `. cJoy and woe are woven fine,
2 k1 y" }' z' `' N! WA clothing for the soul divine.3 L- [- Q) ^ \2 ^
Under every grief and pine
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- J3 u0 T0 ?4 E+ n6 J2 I3 [The babe is more than swaddling bands;( K9 f% b$ M9 V9 G
Every farmer understands.
0 ]( B5 z( F5 S; P. u4 R3 C! QEvery tear from every eye# F" k- d. ]* A
Becomes a babe in eternity;
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This is caught by females bright,$ I- y$ a% i6 U3 G
And return'd to its own delight.
2 q7 o! f, V9 } O) BThe bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,) m; z# j6 B6 I- R6 i [: q
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
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\" h, b, |2 q2 V3 D: l) oThe babe that weeps the rod beneath
5 v& u, ]) B6 C- m% s. z! @/ oWrites revenge in realms of death.
7 l; [! w+ E* CThe beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
9 N! t o6 |' L, [& }+ YDoes to rags the heavens tear.8 V$ P- A5 w( U1 H
: W7 k! @ I3 R( tThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun, L' P( ^# [2 S5 t
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
8 i; y/ e0 o2 \ H# BThe poor man's farthing is worth more/ C; I! P) T9 m7 I" W
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.3 x$ ^' `. _4 \, B, c- l/ U
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One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands5 j s3 z5 r& U2 h" N$ u
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;; n. e! w- X5 p' v
Or, if protected from on high,- A' u" d* L3 q! e
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
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- s3 h+ N8 y' w. C! n* T' ~8 s& \( O8 aHe who mocks the infant's faith: s7 K; E/ Q( ^* u& I4 B
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
" I$ ?* V) X! l) ?/ ?He who shall teach the child to doubt
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He who respects the infant's faith
" |9 d/ c: @ P5 X' aTriumphs over hell and death.7 U: ]6 o% q/ b$ O
The child's toys and the old man's reasons/ d$ }; W: L+ E) R/ e
Are the fruits of the two seasons.! _7 A9 M g1 c' C; E* @
6 R- P/ @3 I! L6 v; L9 {The questioner, who sits so sly,
& \, b" H# m& X; SShall never know how to reply.9 `$ H. d* E; g8 P- F; }
He who replies to words of doubt
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4 I8 s* r, v7 h3 DThe strongest poison ever known0 D% r, Q- u; o
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
9 [2 z3 {/ K+ ?; A* c) Z/ tNought can deform the human race
6 Q, c9 ~. k* s5 n+ C6 r, I* ^Like to the armour's iron brace.3 r" i$ l% Y' x" v- E9 G, q$ Z' \
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When gold and gems adorn the plow,
/ P( H- B4 S; n, A# c/ WTo peaceful arts shall envy bow.
) ]: u) U& {1 k* j- j% a6 w1 CA riddle, or the cricket's cry,6 Z, @; {" ?0 ^: Y( e3 `
Is to doubt a fit reply." j9 T" _, h7 L/ V
' V" F$ M6 i* v2 d9 iThe emmet's inch and eagle's mile
, P+ ?+ }3 b' w$ \0 z" t5 H+ JMake lame philosophy to smile.
4 `/ F6 e' B) `% L! cHe who doubts from what he sees
: A9 Z" e1 D* C2 M9 B9 QWill ne'er believe, do what you please.
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If the sun and moon should doubt,
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To be in a passion you good may do,
- \$ ]# }7 I* t7 iBut no good if a passion is in you.
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The whore and gambler, by the state
C$ K0 V7 _- f0 h* ]3 ]Licensed, build that nation's fate.# x3 g/ ?5 D% G
The harlot's cry from street to street
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The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
- s% t/ w/ j( }* ADance before dead England's hearse.
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Every night and every morn
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: j+ r& j3 ~" ]3 m; D. R1 YEvery morn and every night
8 K# i9 y1 h5 U0 w& G0 q. q6 u) |9 jSome are born to sweet delight.) q" n. ^' `6 T
( N! w" V7 K/ g( s9 H) O3 LSome are born to sweet delight,3 {+ Z7 |, G6 E: M$ @: b: E2 E
Some are born to endless night.& ]6 z2 e2 d. m: w* p
: ?6 p$ W! Y0 j8 C2 y, H4 VWe are led to believe a lie" C' e0 y! |3 Q( ]
When we see not thro' the eye,. R8 n% ?' F8 x/ x( g( O% l; r; \
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,1 z2 J0 O- j3 [
When the soul slept in beams of light.
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! v! N7 S4 v7 H- MGod appears, and God is light,
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But does a human form display
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