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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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! n' E, q$ W/ j' X7 @7 O+ K0 JTo see a world in a grain of sand,
0 M, L0 e& h) w1 p- X6 S: a3 OAnd a heaven in a wild flower,) {+ [" K$ ]. U2 I+ Y' X/ d {
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,* W2 X u1 A' v- V P) R' p/ K
And eternity in an hour.
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! q6 k3 R7 I0 {- P: J. Z6 ?A robin redbreast in a cage
- v' ^* ^& p, [ IPuts all heaven in a rage.
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. a5 P% d3 C* f& f" B- w" mA dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
3 [) y& _# w8 I/ {" u tShudders hell thro' all its regions.
. y( f; r P8 x, p5 rA dog starv'd at his master's gate
: A7 z1 ~8 z/ y! G, jPredicts the ruin of the state.' Y% G3 a3 w- J' b3 x, p$ @
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A horse misused upon the road, n2 ~( }# G% m3 ?
Calls to heaven for human blood.! N9 a& z, R3 L$ B) y8 T
Each outcry of the hunted hare
) u1 z- _ I! G: TA fibre from the brain does tear., F/ T6 e' L& j- S% d% W' D4 h2 o
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A skylark wounded in the wing,# ~2 H$ h& v6 A. l- y
A cherubim does cease to sing.
! U+ G/ k/ l: pThe game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
6 A# v; C- Z$ u2 i. N) J& [! KDoes the rising sun affright.; t/ B# a. O, E; t8 x
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Every wolf's and lion's howl
' D& w+ n$ ], A g& ^Raises from hell a human soul.
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The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
. D# L* C/ @, @6 n. K6 mKeeps the human soul from care.
# v% b5 p6 t0 n% o- u6 fThe lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
) `% C$ e, A# |And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
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1 e# ]2 K4 N. X, J1 }The bat that flits at close of eve
6 v3 V7 L% }4 T! y2 C) m: z( L! @Has left the brain that won't believe.
# m' Z& y) @; r3 `( ^The owl that calls upon the night
' ]5 e1 ]8 t/ h5 L+ C7 h; JSpeaks the unbeliever's fright./ R4 G# C5 k; p) J
2 V! V. a( e9 H& S3 pHe who shall hurt the little wren/ r B( r# o$ z' q9 m/ S! ^
Shall never be belov'd by men.
, b. } ]) J: v/ V& x6 M. jHe who the ox to wrath has mov'd. |, C/ x( m! |$ K: ]' {
Shall never be by woman lov'd.8 d9 F8 H2 }- }' `; @: R" F9 `
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The wanton boy that kills the fly3 u. ]" Q( k' z: }0 L/ |
Shall feel the spider's enmity.7 x% R0 y+ L6 k! I1 i0 X$ k
He who torments the chafer's sprite( p8 r+ Q9 g9 k2 L( Y1 o
Weaves a bower in endless night.
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7 n! c9 S# \0 j- e, q1 cThe caterpillar on the leaf* ]5 [& P& n# a0 f0 [' k- W
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
- U+ {9 Q+ L; @; wKill not the moth nor butterfly,
" X8 W& H, U* L8 j; m* H7 vFor the last judgement draweth nigh.4 X$ W, F6 }1 m7 Q
M0 y4 a0 S- }% _8 H: T- eHe who shall train the horse to war
V5 D5 d1 K' ~ U' N! |Shall never pass the polar bar.5 B( t) A$ A2 r) ?
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
1 z) w. K5 u! Y; G2 v& L3 U- GFeed them and thou wilt grow fat.
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# I2 X0 }1 w V, K' f3 n+ C* mThe gnat that sings his summer's song
0 {8 T# x* V. j6 c9 k* J' f6 _Poison gets from slander's tongue.
2 Z! ]6 M/ x' g# E5 ?The poison of the snake and newt
* q0 P; Y9 ^# M$ |Is the sweat of envy's foot.9 ^" R! L; l/ ?$ x% l. _- ^
6 ^2 @5 c0 h5 Z) y/ PThe poison of the honey bee
# E/ h% d8 b% JIs the artist's jealousy.
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$ Y. u0 p: o# q4 Y7 ^The prince's robes and beggar's rags
# M. | u+ y9 A9 w/ ?) DAre toadstools on the miser's bags.% T' M# K, f7 T5 s, U
A truth that's told with bad intent; C- I2 m/ x$ T7 }7 z. ^" X
Beats all the lies you can invent." ^8 W3 {& u- `5 Q. I; w9 Z
! b( F5 X8 e( SIt is right it should be so;
: c* A% R- O. z5 G* PMan was made for joy and woe;* i, C% x: M9 w0 z7 T5 Q* c0 u
And when this we rightly know,4 _0 \; z6 X0 G- `3 x6 @
Thro' the world we safely go.& y7 r" R3 R& t. {
' e5 }; b: n( u8 \Joy and woe are woven fine,
, u4 j2 M, C* X6 |7 }A clothing for the soul divine.% W5 }) n [- D" p
Under every grief and pine! U2 q8 Y& e. e& x$ L$ A
Runs a joy with silken twine.
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9 w) z) d0 h+ Q* y) N. f* g0 C- MThe babe is more than swaddling bands;2 {& z0 K8 u/ e" @! S# U+ H# x3 g1 Y
Every farmer understands.# }/ D- {2 m6 m, t. ?& G( x
Every tear from every eye. i( I/ ^% X8 B) X& D! n2 @& X/ [( d
Becomes a babe in eternity;9 G L8 m& C0 i( O
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This is caught by females bright,
" ?2 s, j3 k( x& _And return'd to its own delight.
, c# ]1 y% }' v8 @7 ~5 NThe bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar, E5 h4 t# I+ [7 b2 A
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
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The babe that weeps the rod beneath
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The beggar's rags, fluttering in air, u3 M5 s8 X, }- Y) o& d8 z" G* R
Does to rags the heavens tear.
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; M Q; z% y0 i( G( ^8 PThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
7 A7 G: `4 e4 gPalsied strikes the summer's sun.
( e; K3 Y9 h% R! p/ V% P% YThe poor man's farthing is worth more
+ C8 H4 B, v+ LThan all the gold on Afric's shore.9 `4 y6 Q& |' F5 V
& j2 `3 N; |6 lOne mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
( y9 H) I0 r. |7 t( AShall buy and sell the miser's lands;; V( N) @ K1 f
Or, if protected from on high,
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' w' O) Y6 i8 |3 S) ~He who mocks the infant's faith$ Z( y& w* J) g j- h* y
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
1 {' S# [" U) x6 IHe who shall teach the child to doubt5 R( j5 b3 o# x5 t' X
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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He who respects the infant's faith p! A* R2 P: r! V$ I, w% I+ `: @' \
Triumphs over hell and death.+ A" a, ?2 m* e8 P
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
6 {2 V( X. a5 |0 iAre the fruits of the two seasons.: g: o# c, E/ F; }. D" z) ^/ W
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The questioner, who sits so sly,
, }8 N! x8 ?6 T; N. DShall never know how to reply./ N7 R( n, a' r: U
He who replies to words of doubt
% O3 m" Z6 j6 `: Z3 y% z& [; qDoth put the light of knowledge out.8 S9 L) S& f3 w5 c5 J
3 @5 {. T7 N/ v- i4 WThe strongest poison ever known
# @# |" h* i G& q# X3 a- v8 xCame from Caesar's laurel crown.
' s+ Q* M0 a. ~$ {' l6 p) c: zNought can deform the human race
0 i7 L; J" `* n H$ TLike to the armour's iron brace.
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When gold and gems adorn the plow,4 z* W+ Q/ P- r
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
0 x8 m4 P3 c0 m) l3 @2 b3 `A riddle, or the cricket's cry,8 ~0 I9 t) f. f' I6 J D9 I+ N
Is to doubt a fit reply.
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The emmet's inch and eagle's mile( \2 ?4 j+ S+ ~ P
Make lame philosophy to smile.* D# m$ n* D. @
He who doubts from what he sees
9 {: \( \3 K# q9 m5 x# }- VWill ne'er believe, do what you please.4 E, W7 X/ w& I
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If the sun and moon should doubt,! e. f. p9 J0 s1 O0 ^' G! j
They'd immediately go out.
7 H0 b, d4 M% J+ F/ U! {To be in a passion you good may do,
) w: @5 y* j, w. p. UBut no good if a passion is in you.
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The whore and gambler, by the state$ K7 h& O6 n! x. z
Licensed, build that nation's fate., q6 K* w, H$ r( L) |9 f
The harlot's cry from street to street& j& c. F1 I7 b8 B
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet. i! _7 G. {) R' R& o2 @8 }
/ S9 k& [( ]* a9 t2 ]The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
/ B" y# A8 a8 U U1 RDance before dead England's hearse.* S# \/ m: y2 q# n: S# L
Z" |2 n8 A- H. hEvery night and every morn
/ k6 J: s! j4 |: hSome to misery are born,
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Some are born to sweet delight.- w0 {: N/ U/ C2 K8 x, G
1 X$ a: c; N# jSome are born to sweet delight,
1 d0 H- e0 F7 }2 fSome are born to endless night.
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We are led to believe a lie0 O8 ]) Y6 \: U* J4 |6 z6 }+ ~7 C
When we see not thro' the eye,* }6 y, c" }8 [5 s; ?- N1 {
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,+ e3 M1 D4 }7 i+ l' ]' K% s* {& x
When the soul slept in beams of light.# A3 l) u- e5 i
* G4 F6 u: e7 V9 F( H0 EGod appears, and God is light,. b( Y: {5 G# H2 c3 J: g7 ~2 b
To those poor souls who dwell in night;7 N) h/ o- i3 R' e' D- F
But does a human form display1 H) [' t' o6 x: k
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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