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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)& y5 O @+ H- N/ u1 m
j, h( X' B- H' q/ z4 b/ FTo see a world in a grain of sand,1 _, A# p, C5 [
And a heaven in a wild flower,
1 R( Q! Q; N; q' P- j6 O. hHold infinity in the palm of your hand,
8 p" V* I0 p' o( BAnd eternity in an hour.
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A robin redbreast in a cage" c8 ]8 L7 _+ y |
Puts all heaven in a rage.
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A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons- j. R, s5 {+ Y# Z2 G' o
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
( p' ]) |* |! E" l1 c9 X3 _A dog starv'd at his master's gate; V! z2 y% i1 A1 @7 C) E
Predicts the ruin of the state.* g e$ U/ R, ]* }' S
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A horse misused upon the road
& D% M3 _( v/ }Calls to heaven for human blood.
: u( t; E, Z, S& EEach outcry of the hunted hare) {- A- Q) x* B O) v. g$ X: c- n% \
A fibre from the brain does tear.
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! i" Z. V2 V. L! M' [A skylark wounded in the wing,) d- E) a2 I! C
A cherubim does cease to sing.5 _+ f2 i& U5 O S* l
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight6 b) d# n3 ]; A+ {- q3 f
Does the rising sun affright.
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Every wolf's and lion's howl
6 N5 O; y8 m- q, K# K; v( PRaises from hell a human soul.
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The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,; Z8 P! b4 \' W5 b$ f' v
Keeps the human soul from care.! J$ F7 \- i/ _! C* n: B
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
+ n& H( x" H8 _. OAnd yet forgives the butcher's knife." H6 d' A* l* W- ~0 B, l/ ~# [1 z
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The bat that flits at close of eve
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The owl that calls upon the night& `* `! Y$ e: ]; s
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.% J. j+ c! g% z% w5 i* t9 ~
% ^3 v* j0 j3 U9 i+ vHe who shall hurt the little wren
5 r: e8 H/ e0 A. {1 ?7 ~Shall never be belov'd by men.
% o4 N: A1 U8 @6 w& LHe who the ox to wrath has mov'd0 j& G r2 |& I: Y+ e, M: F0 U
Shall never be by woman lov'd., m- x, q9 t& v/ M* G0 K7 X. i/ m
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The wanton boy that kills the fly! @, C: n0 m- \) V( j8 ?( n
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
5 j0 o1 a& g) k( w% cHe who torments the chafer's sprite
( a, R3 B1 w3 Y# {' T: QWeaves a bower in endless night.4 l. d% l! X* G
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The caterpillar on the leaf8 U8 R) W0 v% h4 |
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
; g+ T/ _6 F1 x0 PKill not the moth nor butterfly,* u, X9 s+ ~; L: N+ Z# m2 I+ v3 ]
For the last judgement draweth nigh.3 e6 p; ~% a/ ^
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He who shall train the horse to war
5 j* C* ]; q% g7 b9 iShall never pass the polar bar.
# q' a' {* Z# M- D: k, \" u) wThe beggar's dog and widow's cat,
- ]: l4 m+ G, C, O. X* n, T, P3 I. cFeed them and thou wilt grow fat. C# I8 K% [$ D& _7 a
8 @, }' B+ F: E; |The gnat that sings his summer's song
$ b0 ~. U+ `8 m& U6 o, B1 e9 r1 FPoison gets from slander's tongue., ]) N0 Q5 P) G
The poison of the snake and newt$ h8 @" G8 O6 x7 r( W. N
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
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The poison of the honey bee: N5 A% D+ G! K
Is the artist's jealousy.; ?6 u! C+ @2 Y# Z/ @* j
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The prince's robes and beggar's rags6 O/ R8 ~( Z7 h( g$ \5 k3 P# J
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
# _3 k" a; x; `A truth that's told with bad intent6 z; ~- Z* T# M! T: C( g
Beats all the lies you can invent.7 Q1 r9 Z; y8 a% ^
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It is right it should be so;2 c/ e1 b- E% L( J p( }
Man was made for joy and woe;; i% t" t; Z2 c+ k
And when this we rightly know,+ [( T2 w8 {3 M' f
Thro' the world we safely go.0 n0 F' ^ d0 p
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Joy and woe are woven fine,
0 Z, \, d: w% D# S2 i6 ~; P3 H- RA clothing for the soul divine.
# q; ~: k n4 U% h# C) }+ }$ ]) fUnder every grief and pine% C q9 O1 X: t8 B9 H. x0 y
Runs a joy with silken twine.
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# B( [$ z- C* Q- [$ [4 {; z ~The babe is more than swaddling bands;- w0 B- [) c0 g: G
Every farmer understands.: ?1 c2 j- i4 y1 D( F# z
Every tear from every eye3 i3 K G2 x3 ^% e l
Becomes a babe in eternity;
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This is caught by females bright,& y: S) A2 \# w. q' Q6 I* ~. J" k
And return'd to its own delight.
E% w$ u6 ^0 R2 K r. C" JThe bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
) q% q+ c$ k. y TAre waves that beat on heaven's shore.
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8 r9 R2 c* z( f/ V2 z5 uThe babe that weeps the rod beneath
) L4 V$ |8 s, L! O& EWrites revenge in realms of death.2 `* ~- G! \/ _, ?) c$ ^
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
! t. V$ X: T, D. P8 A, G" \Does to rags the heavens tear.
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2 B8 j! Q" ?( I0 [- G+ mThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Z) i0 K5 F ^5 e* R% G3 X; dPalsied strikes the summer's sun.
. g; q- W$ }+ F3 HThe poor man's farthing is worth more6 z/ R8 H5 r8 ]) V2 V
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.5 [ v( G$ {, u' ]6 b
& n! Q" T8 h t& j& LOne mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands; A" [2 j& f; h& I7 d
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;9 y Q1 z( R0 c; o d8 G4 J
Or, if protected from on high,
# ~( ? _ T9 E; y) N- XDoes that whole nation sell and buy.
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He who mocks the infant's faith
. N7 q, U: M* X2 U' TShall be mock'd in age and death.1 U$ z" i k& `' ~4 `0 D! _
He who shall teach the child to doubt
( ]' ]+ t! Z( H/ FThe rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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2 ~4 R: H; l. L5 ~1 t" N$ W7 n) w- SHe who respects the infant's faith' C) M3 O1 h2 E5 |9 D% ]+ f& y/ _
Triumphs over hell and death.5 k# |$ J, p( N3 ^6 u
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
. l* J( h* ^/ v% f4 o' v) [: gAre the fruits of the two seasons.
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The questioner, who sits so sly,5 K( I9 g' b1 p# L
Shall never know how to reply.
" P4 y& F# H9 I4 O c/ RHe who replies to words of doubt
; s/ d$ O4 L3 @) M) l; K* kDoth put the light of knowledge out.
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The strongest poison ever known) ^$ v0 }2 z+ j; |/ m- c- O
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.! d$ C( _/ J G H' \
Nought can deform the human race
- |5 g: n: g+ ]- i- lLike to the armour's iron brace.! X) z1 z5 g6 e, c/ m
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When gold and gems adorn the plow,( C# q, E: y3 h" ^/ O- d% P7 V
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.6 M, J, a# ^9 W! I, e. {
A riddle, or the cricket's cry, a- E& R) ^9 ^ q$ j
Is to doubt a fit reply.
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( \( @9 q* m1 {+ x$ ~6 I1 Q8 R5 yThe emmet's inch and eagle's mile
6 }8 }/ [+ [1 W$ _" E/ s$ RMake lame philosophy to smile.* F! R: B1 |% h$ w
He who doubts from what he sees O6 g5 O0 a5 b7 \0 K# O8 X; X9 D# _
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
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# n4 S0 d9 ^2 c" HIf the sun and moon should doubt,
, B5 e9 f' L" dThey'd immediately go out.
2 \4 Z" t J$ x- h( G; i$ z( n9 WTo be in a passion you good may do,
4 g* } r r9 ]: g- N# B2 }7 UBut no good if a passion is in you." {5 v6 S; r4 ?- B! b
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The whore and gambler, by the state
# p- j$ x( M) m5 s0 ZLicensed, build that nation's fate.. R+ {5 B0 ]: C: ] T
The harlot's cry from street to street
. E" Z/ N* F7 t K* y% EShall weave old England's winding-sheet.5 g0 O, E6 K* n$ V' d! k
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The winner's shout, the loser's curse,$ q6 e* j4 V$ c
Dance before dead England's hearse.
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Every night and every morn
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Every morn and every night1 i( _& q1 o( C: w4 n/ n: t" A
Some are born to sweet delight.
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Some are born to sweet delight,0 F7 `0 |2 V$ S. v4 y
Some are born to endless night.( J8 H0 M5 z; |- }2 H H7 o' c
, b* ~& f: o& [2 R. O% w& ~. PWe are led to believe a lie
/ _8 g- E/ ?- _ `; bWhen we see not thro' the eye,
( j; {* u4 V5 `6 H2 Q6 Y5 G! eWhich was born in a night to perish in a night,
) g' `! F# ]2 A/ U$ e, `When the soul slept in beams of light.
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! j% P( x" S: M: O* C; Y H0 G* h6 ^God appears, and God is light,6 j( `9 C& n6 M6 _
To those poor souls who dwell in night;% I5 i; R1 l% X3 S0 n9 d
But does a human form display( \3 B5 g, {6 f1 e! G
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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