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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)
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To see a world in a grain of sand,
8 G* y j" Z% \5 a( S6 c7 z/ MAnd a heaven in a wild flower,2 V2 {6 _, i9 n* r; k
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand," ~$ I' o; T5 z% L4 ~- }
And eternity in an hour.; \; x) ?' {- y1 o1 {' ]
/ \6 ?8 S: s' ]0 _+ zA robin redbreast in a cage5 {6 }9 c9 _! N6 ^) p+ c
Puts all heaven in a rage.
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A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
0 S% b$ T5 @2 k! ]Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
5 X& @6 E' O, D/ V+ `2 JA dog starv'd at his master's gate6 O) Z* @9 }" O# z# f4 e
Predicts the ruin of the state.9 u o9 }1 U: V8 A4 v6 M/ c3 v; O
, d& g$ B7 G- B% f, dA horse misused upon the road
" T5 N! R% R0 ]# Q0 r! }# q kCalls to heaven for human blood.8 j* f. \: e4 o. ^( o
Each outcry of the hunted hare8 f* C: X: {/ T2 C* p
A fibre from the brain does tear., R' C% Q3 z( x0 W2 \9 i8 g
+ ~" Z% u$ f7 R4 c- yA skylark wounded in the wing,, O! h9 w: r5 z: b; _6 Q: `; F( G
A cherubim does cease to sing.
- s' l8 p4 W. D( t# MThe game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight5 Q7 y) t6 A$ w" X; E7 K& [- z
Does the rising sun affright.
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Every wolf's and lion's howl( d! h+ P F. g7 I. Y4 S: Y0 T9 }
Raises from hell a human soul.
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The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,1 B! B I- `, o3 n0 R ]: I
Keeps the human soul from care.
- f) e/ T0 C7 K* Z$ tThe lamb misus'd breeds public strife,7 L" P5 C% u' m( ?& T
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
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. S3 P0 l3 K" Y' J; ~The bat that flits at close of eve
5 W8 v1 ?+ F. v5 sHas left the brain that won't believe.0 V( y I. @$ t: t' ~- B6 c
The owl that calls upon the night
* s! X3 E" Q( Z) E. ?5 p- b% G) b* TSpeaks the unbeliever's fright.9 I/ X$ G/ o: S+ d
" S/ l, t4 U9 {He who shall hurt the little wren% H' ^3 [" {3 G' W* {' w! c
Shall never be belov'd by men.2 q! |5 ~: S; _- [; f/ d" \
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd# C. b, \6 ]. R' q* A1 ~
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
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6 Y4 j1 s7 q/ E, f0 p, wThe wanton boy that kills the fly" m* H$ C5 A9 Y' F
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
$ N! C% o3 o4 j. n$ @& c9 S! J) yHe who torments the chafer's sprite
H3 m- v+ z! ^! q3 yWeaves a bower in endless night.. b) p& Z0 @- t; B5 z2 D
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The caterpillar on the leaf
u& \0 d m9 FRepeats to thee thy mother's grief.
: h' h# @( s) k8 z, f5 sKill not the moth nor butterfly," ^( O& U# x1 V, S, y+ x
For the last judgement draweth nigh.! g) j) \# T* ^( N5 P! K2 i1 t8 G
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He who shall train the horse to war
$ U7 T9 I/ q! V8 FShall never pass the polar bar.
7 i# H n# e5 l9 LThe beggar's dog and widow's cat,
: U! e) Y; _" A( N' @* l2 w* }Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.# r! J4 v. o$ _; _+ n l& W$ Q
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The gnat that sings his summer's song
# {, {/ n- t. G' q. H" r* t. YPoison gets from slander's tongue.$ D0 l8 n- ~7 Z) Z
The poison of the snake and newt
* i F* L h; p* d0 r0 f" L# sIs the sweat of envy's foot.. V) H* E9 ^4 N
! P6 Y9 ~/ y* X s7 r; CThe poison of the honey bee' N; I$ z/ a6 k! P2 W4 i
Is the artist's jealousy.
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9 P8 `" c, C- X. ^: C- R6 R! IThe prince's robes and beggar's rags/ q! m# F2 Q1 s3 N6 q; Q
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
3 F* l) @, i3 A3 vA truth that's told with bad intent* F2 ?/ X- i- o5 V" L5 |1 C
Beats all the lies you can invent.
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It is right it should be so;5 G8 i N! C' m9 m w
Man was made for joy and woe;6 q) N; b8 A2 ^5 ^) [
And when this we rightly know,. `4 i8 D3 y$ F3 _1 B
Thro' the world we safely go.
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Joy and woe are woven fine,+ n6 y2 Z" h1 U6 m) |+ K
A clothing for the soul divine.
* b- n# n3 X( \Under every grief and pine, P5 c7 p; D1 l: Z2 Z0 Z
Runs a joy with silken twine.. A) g' K. B$ B! a" ?0 L* B
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The babe is more than swaddling bands;
( _+ L7 x" e( k$ N) lEvery farmer understands.
u1 r2 t+ U' M2 L7 s9 o, r- aEvery tear from every eye
3 Z9 z" f# L% v6 i2 u# g/ XBecomes a babe in eternity;
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% c3 M3 Q+ D& N; E8 ZThis is caught by females bright,, G% ^, O. W. \) o
And return'd to its own delight.8 C2 L* b# W. _4 G
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,* z5 h# J' r) l/ y& c g$ i$ _. e9 m
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore." _( i a# n2 \+ Y
a- ^& h, H$ |! w2 wThe babe that weeps the rod beneath( T" k) X. E9 V; K2 m8 W
Writes revenge in realms of death., x1 ^' O8 }6 n
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
9 r/ |5 P; J- F( ^Does to rags the heavens tear. b3 P- k8 S8 v+ r2 W9 t5 ?
1 ?- V8 i& M. l/ R5 s; jThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,& T* q' E9 m& I/ O: g
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
* q; z/ _" D' d: d% hThe poor man's farthing is worth more
+ s& [4 Q* M) ~) y& I4 K! L- jThan all the gold on Afric's shore.
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; {! {; [ ~$ s- |7 xOne mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
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Or, if protected from on high,% ?" q+ L/ ^6 ^/ ?& U
Does that whole nation sell and buy.* Y3 g" d3 s6 A
" D4 y# B. K" B7 M' v, P8 l! E/ ~) R QHe who mocks the infant's faith
% E+ I3 x! R! Z. s& V6 I( eShall be mock'd in age and death.1 m) m% G7 p+ D8 @
He who shall teach the child to doubt6 ?' k) u$ ]8 s& H
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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He who respects the infant's faith3 a- f' a1 I: k1 _ ~) G$ |6 K
Triumphs over hell and death.4 x1 e9 V! ~% ~3 }& I5 E
The child's toys and the old man's reasons# H! b |0 s+ l% u) n @, n
Are the fruits of the two seasons.
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l! n7 X K9 K4 s3 g+ L4 \The questioner, who sits so sly,) O7 T: R1 o% t( }# m% D
Shall never know how to reply.
: a0 `9 z1 A# `8 p6 C+ EHe who replies to words of doubt
/ l% f/ I! ~* s4 t# `5 ADoth put the light of knowledge out.
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0 _9 x3 g0 ~: m$ A u7 _The strongest poison ever known
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Nought can deform the human race
* G9 K3 b1 `5 [" ]6 Q6 C2 z2 o2 vLike to the armour's iron brace., W- k4 i6 u) l2 A/ @ L
, _; c+ V; U1 {When gold and gems adorn the plow,3 l+ J* ^2 _1 d5 T. g2 s
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
2 `! m! \8 ~$ V; m2 u! R/ `% _A riddle, or the cricket's cry, ]: B3 i+ F3 A
Is to doubt a fit reply., x( t4 t( }, T0 z2 q1 D( t5 O$ X
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The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
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He who doubts from what he sees6 I+ U2 T( _' l a' E
Will ne'er believe, do what you please. m2 x+ c$ z I" g0 S
1 D+ q8 G# G. ]( f4 m B. XIf the sun and moon should doubt,
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, k3 x# ~- N- {& K. WTo be in a passion you good may do," {" T) a; T; p6 [: x& N
But no good if a passion is in you.
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( T6 s& m& g' vThe whore and gambler, by the state! c, `5 u( J9 V! v5 `, X
Licensed, build that nation's fate.: b4 B. B0 g( P1 r0 y# Q
The harlot's cry from street to street: C, L$ Q# v2 B9 |3 M
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
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8 }% Z) S# B: e. B' V: {1 [The winner's shout, the loser's curse,5 y3 H; w+ j8 n. K5 `, O9 C% [( a; K
Dance before dead England's hearse.2 j. C) w+ W2 x0 O
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Every night and every morn! m3 ]' }) z6 o/ @% [% W j
Some to misery are born,
4 K- o8 i. Q( v- k$ TEvery morn and every night
# F- W0 _ j& D( e4 w1 ~6 GSome are born to sweet delight.
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Some are born to sweet delight,
& Q6 h( g, \3 [. v/ s( FSome are born to endless night.% _4 n( L+ _7 U/ B: l6 n0 T
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We are led to believe a lie
8 O0 N+ M5 F* S5 qWhen we see not thro' the eye,
3 W0 m; F! p9 | P- T* |Which was born in a night to perish in a night,0 U9 S. N: B+ X4 G3 q, j
When the soul slept in beams of light.
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# j- Y4 A9 e0 s- R* i5 q1 OGod appears, and God is light,8 X8 H( ~/ J, Y) o/ H
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
3 P/ C9 R/ T; L: Z; jBut does a human form display
2 m0 y. F/ s! Y# l) N+ T. f, a* zTo those who dwell in realms of day. |
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