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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)$ ~2 }# K: e& Q4 t: c! F
! U/ h% Q. l8 y4 A* h" P+ L% GTo see a world in a grain of sand,
4 N0 B1 B$ u4 j, a$ JAnd a heaven in a wild flower,
5 u" Z' ~! I, M4 N o0 KHold infinity in the palm of your hand,
) H" ]8 I: T* P) q. B% EAnd eternity in an hour.) C. j( h4 _' m: f9 g5 a& E
/ L' ^7 {7 T; ^A robin redbreast in a cage
# A' j$ ^* j! x6 tPuts all heaven in a rage.) o; i9 w5 {* ]1 v
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A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
( |. f; h9 m$ c4 t& P! N, ^! aShudders hell thro' all its regions.) p! [2 M4 H$ F; P+ G: B1 n
A dog starv'd at his master's gate, z' k, ?, W8 g/ |5 D8 J- `
Predicts the ruin of the state.- o! s8 }4 h# f# T* k
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A horse misused upon the road7 j+ c& t; t% A" \3 }& i
Calls to heaven for human blood.
/ w" h4 o) _. R* G, z9 MEach outcry of the hunted hare& n9 H8 I" u6 }& [' l
A fibre from the brain does tear.( w! m, G: b0 G
3 e3 B2 i: Q G @" x5 f) \A skylark wounded in the wing,2 ]( C8 M% u5 G* y' C6 L6 d& g
A cherubim does cease to sing.
! k9 X7 r$ e2 _/ X6 Y# @4 M+ zThe game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight y2 V2 W! B+ n$ j/ ]0 P
Does the rising sun affright.
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5 P$ w0 Z2 z- |8 ]+ WEvery wolf's and lion's howl- x8 L' K8 i; d2 N* p/ b
Raises from hell a human soul.- {) b Y/ M' R1 G0 X
( t* w, p+ A p4 E, }4 a2 ^" RThe wild deer, wand'ring here and there,* p& j) ~5 a$ Y
Keeps the human soul from care.
- h& R1 H* A9 F: R3 p/ M7 _The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,) H# n/ @6 f" \
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
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The bat that flits at close of eve
) E. U' _- R( w$ FHas left the brain that won't believe.
6 M% o! |; Q" T. hThe owl that calls upon the night
2 z) o8 T* o9 X GSpeaks the unbeliever's fright.
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He who shall hurt the little wren. f- `: X7 h& J- U: a, P
Shall never be belov'd by men.2 A7 r! K4 O- b, Q( ]' P1 m
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
* T9 p! K8 p, O: tShall never be by woman lov'd.
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The wanton boy that kills the fly
/ T$ D6 Y# l7 lShall feel the spider's enmity.
/ [: |0 k: @ c9 `3 d/ j1 ~5 qHe who torments the chafer's sprite. A2 u! r' f+ ?. M0 U
Weaves a bower in endless night.& Y* ?# ~/ \9 H5 U* M+ w
" V8 O) ~* ]8 v" L. KThe caterpillar on the leaf
. }0 ~7 `* X/ z" y" P2 x0 aRepeats to thee thy mother's grief.
2 i. h4 i9 n1 u% p) K/ zKill not the moth nor butterfly,
- p4 ]% ^( w9 k: y. h+ h0 sFor the last judgement draweth nigh.
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1 u7 `1 Z+ X) V# n- [' J3 o8 p- l7 gHe who shall train the horse to war9 P( `/ q, B3 L# s0 e
Shall never pass the polar bar.! [. o( A" c$ G6 A7 k
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,( V5 M6 u1 C5 j& X, I' {1 E3 d
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
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The gnat that sings his summer's song- i, X( D9 }2 V* [, S1 A- X
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
! k, R2 I8 D8 _: jThe poison of the snake and newt
5 {- H6 ~! L! }: S5 Z& C6 K) t |Is the sweat of envy's foot.
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The poison of the honey bee
4 W7 j( U* |; G' ^Is the artist's jealousy.& `/ O; P7 b: o, k2 T# Q6 T
& T f* J0 g6 D+ C. hThe prince's robes and beggar's rags, F/ L9 t) d* z7 K- a9 N# P" p
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.5 Z9 s. l1 A6 c, O: x" L: B# |
A truth that's told with bad intent3 r+ @) m- `+ S3 u+ h
Beats all the lies you can invent., d" g3 |# X6 n; s" I! f0 ]8 f# D
1 _+ l9 [7 N4 H& v! \It is right it should be so;
4 E7 D2 L( c3 ~+ V8 gMan was made for joy and woe;
" T$ l! L& U3 h* O- e l* Y# ZAnd when this we rightly know,
% A$ L5 I& a! P3 lThro' the world we safely go.
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$ W' ?. C: A. M' {Joy and woe are woven fine,) i! I9 h3 K5 |6 c
A clothing for the soul divine. }, Q ^/ d3 P L) n3 \9 H
Under every grief and pine
" B& ~9 i, m2 N% B1 e+ Q, GRuns a joy with silken twine.0 @$ m1 d0 t3 O- R# c) N% Z; ^( o1 H
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The babe is more than swaddling bands;
: c# Z: M, Y# M# q) i4 ]% |Every farmer understands.# L! X6 ]) t. _/ ?# |. k( E6 O
Every tear from every eye
5 W, {2 B4 v! h) d; S+ ]; WBecomes a babe in eternity;: M0 W7 s/ A6 v
2 l+ `! F. k9 U: W* q! e% p/ UThis is caught by females bright,
/ x6 w3 ?* e; U4 j' Z. }* r; H* \And return'd to its own delight.
; B7 n( E; h: u3 t J7 Q* t0 uThe bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,+ a9 a: G0 n. {% s2 j
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
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9 p1 v A$ j" e* X oThe babe that weeps the rod beneath
) Q: j! ~2 J3 Z/ m zWrites revenge in realms of death.
- q f" V- S- i2 L/ ]The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
; w5 ] f* i, GDoes to rags the heavens tear.
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The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
. i _5 k; m. V; i7 wPalsied strikes the summer's sun." h7 t/ T4 }1 \ N+ |2 F1 }) `; Y
The poor man's farthing is worth more
3 p9 q7 A: x* G( L4 a# \Than all the gold on Afric's shore.- {# g- [4 n! W4 {) S6 y$ k& G
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One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
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Or, if protected from on high,) f0 R" E" |8 p6 R0 b; p2 S8 g
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
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) s8 c( i2 T0 ?3 _( @; HHe who mocks the infant's faith9 j5 ~2 E7 M, i1 _
Shall be mock'd in age and death.6 H% V# Z7 i n& C
He who shall teach the child to doubt
: K' {' x+ h, L5 e" SThe rotting grave shall ne'er get out.5 \8 M0 P5 | b7 O% O
& ?* ?/ u$ x# s4 ~+ ]# Y8 g, `( NHe who respects the infant's faith/ @5 v& L2 ^% `* v$ b
Triumphs over hell and death., q* ]. A4 q3 b1 G9 y6 l. h
The child's toys and the old man's reasons1 _: z/ ]- l( F# F
Are the fruits of the two seasons.- p j/ |* F. e" I
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The questioner, who sits so sly,
8 G3 x5 ^4 U5 ?) g$ rShall never know how to reply.% J: G& h; r8 O1 }! P4 r' }* \
He who replies to words of doubt
/ k4 N, I$ |% C" IDoth put the light of knowledge out.# M$ M; Q) ~4 k5 g0 t1 L5 l- s
0 c$ }/ D% k5 R1 e5 C+ aThe strongest poison ever known+ u: J+ D' k# @
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
. S: O% s) s0 G1 _+ ENought can deform the human race( {3 G- Y0 h2 v$ s% f* {0 O
Like to the armour's iron brace.# p. x h5 z. f/ Z8 Y4 u/ m E
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When gold and gems adorn the plow, S; e1 ^7 }0 ?
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.' j0 Y7 m# M# v- Y. G3 K+ e
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,: a% U0 W! Z0 N
Is to doubt a fit reply.
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. n$ a! D: j0 GThe emmet's inch and eagle's mile
. A6 c$ L& A' y3 X% ]. b/ x: fMake lame philosophy to smile.
+ V( g' _# z$ G0 V5 S; RHe who doubts from what he sees% I9 k. E: ?; G, {) P) j
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
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If the sun and moon should doubt,/ T6 M- C( Z5 x
They'd immediately go out.
" K) W$ D% y ^' D, \To be in a passion you good may do,- ^* m: v* p) X+ h# Z
But no good if a passion is in you.6 q0 i- H; K) ^3 s7 C+ L, R
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The whore and gambler, by the state0 a7 V9 J& T+ `+ ^, }. ?
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
+ E5 S2 Z2 D$ f; W; `The harlot's cry from street to street
" M4 C9 [- L- q7 s9 v8 jShall weave old England's winding-sheet.) ?# C4 v' a* t0 L+ X
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The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
/ }& f7 I3 f: XDance before dead England's hearse.
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Every night and every morn+ P7 W1 S' _0 \6 }; c: l# B
Some to misery are born,# u7 {& o9 W1 \+ n
Every morn and every night$ y$ ]& X% i# X9 z& u
Some are born to sweet delight.
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Some are born to sweet delight,
5 |# D, ?" u+ cSome are born to endless night.
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We are led to believe a lie
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, X6 D+ m7 ~( M& I' D" W( ?% l8 MWhich was born in a night to perish in a night, d1 c( f1 I9 p P) u
When the soul slept in beams of light.
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1 m( L$ {3 Q3 b4 ~) R% H! ^God appears, and God is light,
& n4 h4 s( F. c2 u; y2 iTo those poor souls who dwell in night;
3 m# Z5 {$ `2 e, j7 q- S- HBut does a human form display$ ~+ ]( C; ^; w! k, C6 Z
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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