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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,
, m8 n; \0 H2 ?# B: F: ZAnd a heaven in a wild flower,- j2 o: ?8 |! Y; t' P
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,0 Z1 r$ w0 s+ H
And eternity in an hour.
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A robin redbreast in a cage
& Q3 h1 b: Z! F$ E( {Puts all heaven in a rage.
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/ p# R! C3 f; p m5 W$ `9 ^A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
4 a; L' D# H* Q! H7 a3 T7 p# b9 c# EShudders hell thro' all its regions.6 g( C* k$ m+ G
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
B1 Q ^6 f4 M2 ZPredicts the ruin of the state.
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A horse misused upon the road
, P" e5 D5 d+ p- w; \7 D" xCalls to heaven for human blood.
' d; {: [# P0 ~5 ~, M! ^ zEach outcry of the hunted hare0 z1 }1 b1 a& v* @; J" E; R+ g
A fibre from the brain does tear.0 q3 }* ~6 |: g. p2 k9 V
$ `% F" P% T' @A skylark wounded in the wing,
; R2 I/ R% E8 w$ Q, IA cherubim does cease to sing.
- W8 Z: \- w3 Q0 f) yThe game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight/ B" W. @* L, ^0 i8 Q a: U3 ], R* C% o
Does the rising sun affright.. O) Z% U( q" }
0 X$ ~" u9 z( n- A: m1 e9 ~+ c6 c* Z/ |+ dEvery wolf's and lion's howl
* _+ q/ q- U2 ]Raises from hell a human soul.
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The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
+ U- D' k8 R. }, u- y1 z$ }1 HKeeps the human soul from care.
! B @( z5 G& O! X# AThe lamb misus'd breeds public strife,# z( ~# e- N/ l, i0 {3 Q5 S8 K2 Y+ T7 C
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.( A( }; ^8 ^6 o9 a7 H7 N
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The bat that flits at close of eve
1 U" z4 t$ v* r& V# ^: q3 m, [Has left the brain that won't believe.2 O1 H9 x0 c& J, z, H
The owl that calls upon the night
( n7 l. W2 I$ [& n, z u* vSpeaks the unbeliever's fright.' s' w! Y- T/ c4 l
4 @4 w; y6 N4 W0 EHe who shall hurt the little wren
+ Q9 S' O: ?; T7 NShall never be belov'd by men.
0 \' W4 `5 [' H U/ hHe who the ox to wrath has mov'd" X/ w0 t9 Y& I9 U$ D4 D1 h/ M- `
Shall never be by woman lov'd.9 F/ G* I3 O: e* _4 F: ~
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The wanton boy that kills the fly7 Q4 T, i7 W- Z% q! b& r4 h# z
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
4 w! T/ k2 i( k; x2 SHe who torments the chafer's sprite
, `& U# _+ A* C9 d+ SWeaves a bower in endless night.
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The caterpillar on the leaf8 Y4 @2 `' _7 y
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
8 `) b( q; J: F6 }Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
9 Q9 _0 d4 \) fFor the last judgement draweth nigh.8 o3 `( f5 j' |$ q- f3 o, _& i% }
6 o/ M% s8 }5 T0 K( ~( s2 Y4 nHe who shall train the horse to war
/ }# t3 r/ t* B, L) KShall never pass the polar bar.6 V9 S w4 S8 K* R0 U; L
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,0 n; t. B% ^7 w s$ n. H/ Q$ [# s
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat. p7 ~1 w! {* F# l( R3 [
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The gnat that sings his summer's song
8 z$ C" k9 x# ?, @Poison gets from slander's tongue.
9 a( x" \3 k8 k8 j6 ?4 wThe poison of the snake and newt
& R- m, i: Z$ F) z p4 K0 nIs the sweat of envy's foot.. a7 ^ w9 O6 u3 f$ D: O, w! S
& W9 b- V T. e* FThe poison of the honey bee4 K1 M d1 l+ A& b0 Y! u
Is the artist's jealousy.
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The prince's robes and beggar's rags2 d* N6 u$ [9 O$ A }' C/ E# U1 o
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.3 }5 ?+ i. i) N* [, T
A truth that's told with bad intent) I! }. C( W0 N& l3 c
Beats all the lies you can invent.7 z# q6 o; N; y0 k" }
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It is right it should be so;
" {& @5 _( \ t2 uMan was made for joy and woe;
' v$ \: v& F2 l: c3 A9 _; D3 N/ UAnd when this we rightly know,# g( N, _7 L1 v8 O, Q5 |* x
Thro' the world we safely go.
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Joy and woe are woven fine,: N8 O, u0 f |' E3 w& @+ @- a# R) r
A clothing for the soul divine.0 U3 ^* r, e, M1 S+ q2 U
Under every grief and pine
$ H* U- t7 z" s5 W CRuns a joy with silken twine.2 D+ l& a: q2 Q$ ]( N
6 j, D2 C' l! R) H t6 z" T5 eThe babe is more than swaddling bands;1 b6 b |; W4 T# H( E* Z' n
Every farmer understands.
; u" E* Y# K2 G$ ~* X" v1 r1 FEvery tear from every eye
$ w- _1 r( Q5 q) ^- gBecomes a babe in eternity;
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8 q) m/ S' c, x( u( VThis is caught by females bright,! \, t, v; P$ |1 B
And return'd to its own delight.: ^; \& t% c; t6 m: F
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
' g* O& f$ Q8 \6 c) C( DAre waves that beat on heaven's shore.
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The babe that weeps the rod beneath
! u& v- ^1 U8 j. \7 iWrites revenge in realms of death.
- g) Z& r* N6 [ d% m5 Y" Z% ^; A& L9 @The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,; p' b' I% R, `; j6 ~
Does to rags the heavens tear.) k! Z) o V- i, e, m; S7 O' r
# z6 q* b) O. GThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,: b0 l* P" ?8 g
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.3 i1 E. P2 K! H Q! Q
The poor man's farthing is worth more
7 w! N/ R' N7 ?# F) g; c6 D |Than all the gold on Afric's shore.7 @% N1 @# z% J
7 p$ ?4 G! L! Z2 b4 BOne mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands u" F G: v: {( q# G
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;! @; }+ H& Y! o& D9 ]0 c6 y/ ]9 B& @
Or, if protected from on high,
6 i) r3 R# C2 ZDoes that whole nation sell and buy.
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He who mocks the infant's faith7 D. C7 W: C5 }! R1 q, j
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
% p( `9 M' u# ^He who shall teach the child to doubt8 n% p3 {' L! T* G- V$ R
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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2 G |+ a/ G. e) ?; `6 rHe who respects the infant's faith! e! ^2 B7 e' K; v, C
Triumphs over hell and death.
7 K( @0 S5 k4 Y2 [The child's toys and the old man's reasons
. O1 l1 u0 O/ ~6 `: X0 N2 LAre the fruits of the two seasons.- D; C, Z6 o# p" O6 m: I% {
9 m; r$ K# @. J' vThe questioner, who sits so sly,
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Doth put the light of knowledge out.
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! N7 X8 K' u. C7 W2 ~The strongest poison ever known
% Y: q# i. @) BCame from Caesar's laurel crown." m, V1 ]/ @1 A% R2 S# x
Nought can deform the human race5 I5 f3 l( ?/ _8 k; D8 c2 k% l
Like to the armour's iron brace.! ~2 F' p) a: B. f3 x5 D- l
( a' V7 ^) M+ w( ^# sWhen gold and gems adorn the plow,' `! _ B& |7 @' W% {0 X
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.- J# }* P5 A/ t+ A
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
+ E8 w% m3 i. q! o0 ZIs to doubt a fit reply.1 R/ ~3 o. A& x2 C: l6 M5 V
* D- N4 q1 d3 G6 W eThe emmet's inch and eagle's mile* K1 z A' C" q, @) X
Make lame philosophy to smile.
& C2 b) r! ^4 {. Z# N wHe who doubts from what he sees: Y9 j: R9 D5 G* D% F
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.; S% u5 r; U- B) P- }( N( x4 k9 R
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If the sun and moon should doubt,- F3 S: _' l4 `1 I2 ]0 w' _5 Y: j
They'd immediately go out.
' H3 s E: ^6 n3 L) h/ yTo be in a passion you good may do,6 j6 m _, J8 R! B. @
But no good if a passion is in you.
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The whore and gambler, by the state
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The harlot's cry from street to street
$ K$ x9 ^2 l- W& |Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
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5 v- z/ p. z, n& |! mThe winner's shout, the loser's curse,* ?+ M/ h: b) P A/ x
Dance before dead England's hearse.
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Every night and every morn- B v- A$ t$ E) M) c: X
Some to misery are born,
" B9 s+ A& d9 s0 t: {& AEvery morn and every night$ f! s5 r' j% Q! ~ s3 x, V1 Z" E
Some are born to sweet delight.$ ?' @# `) S n
9 o5 u9 y5 Z5 f) `4 a1 D" Z7 J8 sSome are born to sweet delight,
" e" X4 h6 X2 g5 s' ^# e1 N( nSome are born to endless night.0 U# y, d, b2 }1 z6 q$ f1 r' t9 a* X
, r7 @4 n$ k$ ]# @5 |6 FWe are led to believe a lie3 T8 o0 }) P* d
When we see not thro' the eye,! h) e5 Y, Z1 P( j
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,* M( S5 i6 G# O3 n
When the soul slept in beams of light.
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, ]8 {$ v0 D) n F b' }* a2 XGod appears, and God is light,
0 @' J9 M6 {6 }( T$ v8 v, O. CTo those poor souls who dwell in night;" Y2 N6 r$ E7 r, K* a4 p
But does a human form display7 B! S2 V2 u# E8 y9 p, x
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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