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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)- r# `$ c- | g- K' Z
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To see a world in a grain of sand,8 m' f& r+ i2 F; V
And a heaven in a wild flower,
, O7 T0 Q! m" DHold infinity in the palm of your hand,
?. I9 ]. k3 \$ l. O* [4 vAnd eternity in an hour.1 @) h3 Z: |. e# I
: l& ?# n3 A* `* ?4 W; MA robin redbreast in a cage* D, F; C/ N( p* ?1 @( b
Puts all heaven in a rage.# v9 R/ n9 N, U2 R( B3 d6 f- j0 y
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A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons1 `/ K/ G; |2 i! ~& o/ _0 m/ d
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.* @9 \5 L* u* P
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
& }# |9 i' ]' b2 I3 c. sPredicts the ruin of the state.
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q# p, ^3 d' Y5 y( ?$ r$ m; m" K' jA horse misused upon the road
& j0 J" k1 q5 l$ dCalls to heaven for human blood.' A" v/ d$ q* i- F5 m7 l9 b
Each outcry of the hunted hare" j ]$ R; ~* F9 U d
A fibre from the brain does tear.$ U6 J3 L. M) o5 V7 @# l- C
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A skylark wounded in the wing,
* ]' o5 ^- O; m! x) R4 g# q: u; pA cherubim does cease to sing.
, x1 Z; l; v( m+ A- pThe game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
& ?& ~+ t S( D/ eDoes the rising sun affright.
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% u. T, i1 N( E. t, [8 rEvery wolf's and lion's howl5 p1 X4 V7 V1 C7 N* Q" [( O8 A
Raises from hell a human soul.
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, q4 K; `1 X! U) E! NThe wild deer, wand'ring here and there,# x& V; T0 y5 ^4 |# ^
Keeps the human soul from care.
8 f3 K8 k7 i0 vThe lamb misus'd breeds public strife,8 k8 |3 m( h/ F L4 \/ e
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.: H4 ^' W' h. N4 F) [: F/ J
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The bat that flits at close of eve+ ~3 `+ w. }; F: N. y1 @( [, d
Has left the brain that won't believe.
1 ?" ^6 D( z$ AThe owl that calls upon the night
( C u, _+ P+ d& ~2 O/ MSpeaks the unbeliever's fright.
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He who shall hurt the little wren' a" O# ?1 I5 q$ Y
Shall never be belov'd by men.
4 v/ v: R: t) U9 a+ mHe who the ox to wrath has mov'd$ ]$ z; Q$ H8 l# E' P8 I
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
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The wanton boy that kills the fly9 G% h" R7 B3 o( g- h
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
/ E% x" o, L( C: m8 X( n; a: H8 NHe who torments the chafer's sprite
$ c9 f% m5 J( N( i2 W3 RWeaves a bower in endless night.: T( ^- K' |, J9 ^$ g# X1 X
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The caterpillar on the leaf2 J; \. b. `8 e- h: z+ Y
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
: \9 d. z; ?' s2 K7 V& ^Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
' F# ?; U" Z8 z7 LFor the last judgement draweth nigh.7 m* r- G1 a% T
$ u2 y3 Y8 U# V. mHe who shall train the horse to war" c g( c( T5 t/ O: N/ F9 ?& P
Shall never pass the polar bar.
/ a5 C5 v9 ^) p; eThe beggar's dog and widow's cat,; }* ?& f0 G- M2 Y' Y) C. u6 c
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
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The gnat that sings his summer's song
8 ^/ z4 E* Z/ r& h( G- I. K! oPoison gets from slander's tongue.9 r1 v% _# z3 E, ?2 _5 X& q
The poison of the snake and newt
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The poison of the honey bee* d( [6 Q5 M- y
Is the artist's jealousy.
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The prince's robes and beggar's rags) ]! |) `! U! D8 z* J* y; G' @! j
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.6 r% \! X- z* Y% J! Y @
A truth that's told with bad intent
# L- W, y Y9 s' b3 j8 g$ XBeats all the lies you can invent.& I2 |# V1 b: s }; O
?/ v8 Q# X8 g9 C9 C. fIt is right it should be so;
! y5 M& g4 N, i; kMan was made for joy and woe;
! d- q! n k% Q7 u* iAnd when this we rightly know,4 h9 _2 b& h7 L- }2 [: @" M
Thro' the world we safely go.
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6 r# C' R4 [6 M' y* b6 ^Joy and woe are woven fine,8 Z' |, X- o5 u# }* K! i: C& E, d5 ?
A clothing for the soul divine.1 w& N" W2 r. n) _
Under every grief and pine
( I0 Y: X" Z9 a$ r2 qRuns a joy with silken twine.
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The babe is more than swaddling bands;
0 ?+ }3 v0 _- j, [Every farmer understands.
" Y! P' U/ k% gEvery tear from every eye
' T n2 p7 L4 JBecomes a babe in eternity;5 b7 n) r7 Q4 `
! b+ U, b" ~$ g' t# AThis is caught by females bright,
+ _4 Y. ~: a0 @And return'd to its own delight., b; X0 p% u6 Q4 O& @1 \ e" } x% `
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
1 w- R. v% Y( E( zAre waves that beat on heaven's shore.
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8 M8 d' Z) B0 u& Z. e- b; W6 vThe babe that weeps the rod beneath
& Q/ E& O" l( J9 q* A) |: u3 CWrites revenge in realms of death.1 J+ P* n4 f4 B# x# W' f
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
) Q! }8 n; q. f4 j4 ]Does to rags the heavens tear.; ^3 A+ I* R* t5 b
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The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
4 c) F, C i1 f1 f7 A! ?6 b: uPalsied strikes the summer's sun.
/ i5 R3 \4 G, `+ W8 ~: kThe poor man's farthing is worth more v- u; M" ^, B' ^ _ `
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
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" O$ E. O1 h" O5 s; o4 ~0 [One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
! ^- ~) ~5 j7 x$ J' H# @( FShall buy and sell the miser's lands;# y( y+ _' |, ?: f* U! q. ^$ W
Or, if protected from on high,
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He who mocks the infant's faith
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He who shall teach the child to doubt1 n6 p! i; [$ w A* R$ G
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out." s5 F3 g% p% M; o% E
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He who respects the infant's faith
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The child's toys and the old man's reasons/ g7 y* s, j+ l% f
Are the fruits of the two seasons.
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The questioner, who sits so sly,
( c! _8 l# {; n% g# j4 T# z4 IShall never know how to reply.) X# R9 Y2 w- X$ A! h0 V. U" b1 ^
He who replies to words of doubt
/ p# z* W6 V i) RDoth put the light of knowledge out.
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The strongest poison ever known/ J3 J ]) k( R, Z' L4 i/ n7 ?7 P1 s
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.- `, k8 L s' [* d% J) U
Nought can deform the human race
9 N2 x" S- y( z% g- mLike to the armour's iron brace.# l1 H- }& ~" c, Q% H i; w
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When gold and gems adorn the plow,( M8 I9 o) ` ?3 V$ I$ w
To peaceful arts shall envy bow." Q! L- U: k0 D& ?
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,) S$ ?! |4 A x, D
Is to doubt a fit reply.2 ~' O2 m2 L4 }/ R# x0 I
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The emmet's inch and eagle's mile/ W2 v3 E7 X, b8 e6 [* @
Make lame philosophy to smile.
b, t5 k$ r! p7 oHe who doubts from what he sees
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; Y/ T1 U- Q6 H: {1 G- [' wIf the sun and moon should doubt,
, B$ d9 g4 S2 F$ i: mThey'd immediately go out.
" s! w1 H/ N R% I! O. ]To be in a passion you good may do,
* V; F. g! R" U7 `8 Z( V5 z/ DBut no good if a passion is in you.9 x- |4 C( f8 e p, D3 p6 {0 N6 X
) M9 i- x7 S- N/ ^) P* JThe whore and gambler, by the state
7 d1 H# g1 }* `0 ~4 BLicensed, build that nation's fate.
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Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.) Q3 U5 N+ E3 j4 O5 |
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The winner's shout, the loser's curse,& e) q9 ^; f; N/ \5 R+ d0 U
Dance before dead England's hearse.
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Every night and every morn8 B& ^6 Q% G- x! Y
Some to misery are born,& Y; Z. x5 e* l' M' D5 i
Every morn and every night! ]0 k) z+ r5 X, x n
Some are born to sweet delight.5 \5 ^0 x2 _0 c: U% O$ y
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Some are born to sweet delight,3 B% A1 v. b" z5 ]8 T. M
Some are born to endless night.0 s' z! v: d5 Y5 M+ y$ g
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We are led to believe a lie
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Which was born in a night to perish in a night,( X) E# [" P$ l% |5 ?- Y! E
When the soul slept in beams of light./ C9 _+ d3 @2 j9 A+ T
( i1 H3 y9 `0 g" uGod appears, and God is light,
, r. \# |& H( x1 H" OTo those poor souls who dwell in night;
% }4 l- i9 q$ r' u eBut does a human form display+ r/ f; l) y x( G' F: o+ ?; i
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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