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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,5 S b/ F1 s" Q; X( C
And a heaven in a wild flower,
( a6 Y# c) m/ m7 @Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,1 A* y% Z: W: h5 q# `
And eternity in an hour.( b3 ~6 b# S; T7 E& w4 {( J
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A robin redbreast in a cage
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A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
4 p4 e8 Y! {) i0 U+ K/ `Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
( C2 N- T4 f% S; W, S. D) fA dog starv'd at his master's gate+ G! J& m S7 `/ Z1 z& Z& e0 d2 t
Predicts the ruin of the state. f. I9 a6 w4 _9 R1 n
" L" Z* U9 u3 T6 pA horse misused upon the road' o8 g5 m5 w$ ~
Calls to heaven for human blood.0 a: `+ ^6 K& L3 v
Each outcry of the hunted hare) a9 e6 x6 C% {
A fibre from the brain does tear.2 }0 m% N* G' Q% t! S8 c9 i
1 ]% j9 T+ Y/ w2 ^. ]- vA skylark wounded in the wing,6 [! f+ h' c' Q9 ~* e5 K
A cherubim does cease to sing.1 B, N7 e3 l) d9 j
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
: g' m4 k) Y/ C2 oDoes the rising sun affright.
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3 D: _* }3 C0 t) u W3 kEvery wolf's and lion's howl
; f8 L' f4 v! q$ n/ R2 y+ ^# ], eRaises from hell a human soul.
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$ `8 {# q1 D0 P! `/ Q0 ]* Z/ XThe wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
5 ~# x3 Z& x+ W7 ~, ^Keeps the human soul from care.* d" V, l# T& I
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
* S$ C3 ]( X. a% \/ \* Z' d" u! RAnd yet forgives the butcher's knife.! ], p- t( { ? T
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The bat that flits at close of eve& Z+ `4 ]- X/ ~( F5 t* l$ o, G
Has left the brain that won't believe.
8 E: }9 S$ _: p+ }The owl that calls upon the night
' ?- R+ C A+ o" l c; P: K6 B9 S! rSpeaks the unbeliever's fright.9 L# q" u3 T9 P5 e7 U9 d6 ` T
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He who shall hurt the little wren E0 R9 J9 s( m# a
Shall never be belov'd by men.
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Shall never be by woman lov'd.
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The wanton boy that kills the fly9 f; F4 w' D! u9 s2 D" K' h9 _+ Y# V
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
9 F; P# o9 i) K5 J# x0 i1 I1 WHe who torments the chafer's sprite" Y/ J* p" Y1 z) W7 \: R! M3 i
Weaves a bower in endless night.1 D3 J8 m$ w5 l# |' w0 j6 c4 v
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The caterpillar on the leaf* Z5 P; r1 \4 R7 O( r, }% O
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
& A0 z. R! [& }' _" HKill not the moth nor butterfly,
4 x- V* p0 n: w( I$ k& xFor the last judgement draweth nigh.
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He who shall train the horse to war
4 G8 k6 p, S3 m- o* cShall never pass the polar bar.; T5 R0 @ O/ h
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,0 d- v+ E6 q# }* c4 T- k0 M# Y
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
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) F0 Y) X2 w5 wThe gnat that sings his summer's song+ I& T) A6 T. Q
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
) h: k$ k# Z" N* zThe poison of the snake and newt1 ?- R N. S/ E: Z
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
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The poison of the honey bee
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The prince's robes and beggar's rags
/ Y! N% o. B3 rAre toadstools on the miser's bags.
/ q" p' b2 P" m; HA truth that's told with bad intent
# _7 [4 y4 }9 i0 ]Beats all the lies you can invent.
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It is right it should be so;
4 }" r& n% B+ o8 e" p# DMan was made for joy and woe;5 E; u/ L! B: ?4 i
And when this we rightly know,
, h# H, z% H. v' h, T) sThro' the world we safely go.: O% C+ w: \+ C; s$ B, V
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Joy and woe are woven fine,
9 \& I9 @& z' V( g4 L: G3 sA clothing for the soul divine.
) x8 G' O) @* bUnder every grief and pine" Z% a7 H1 U4 P
Runs a joy with silken twine.2 U n$ G# q5 c9 p
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The babe is more than swaddling bands;0 Q7 Y. J2 r1 ~' k. F7 q
Every farmer understands.
! [0 U c" n% o% yEvery tear from every eye
# `1 d* {( h# T7 p; D, A! UBecomes a babe in eternity;
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" z. P, p" [6 \! H/ b" L" W) `This is caught by females bright, D4 i E( m, D, c2 Q) D6 _
And return'd to its own delight.
; h* I! z s! {# ^' @6 W" iThe bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,* L/ A, b) v& [; T3 V0 j5 {8 ?
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.7 [( Z) O: W: y' y! t2 M( H
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The babe that weeps the rod beneath2 t1 g: N; W& ?- }
Writes revenge in realms of death.
- j! o9 v1 e4 SThe beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
5 q P" W8 U) j* z# ~9 XDoes to rags the heavens tear.
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5 L4 _# I Z! MThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
" C8 c! W( V6 b& G7 x0 OPalsied strikes the summer's sun.7 W( t* n0 U4 J/ H' Q6 P
The poor man's farthing is worth more
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0 Q! ~7 Y M; ZOne mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands0 b. Q; F$ c$ ?& E- O. }
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
# S7 B: o7 y) b7 IOr, if protected from on high,
Q0 q; G; f, ZDoes that whole nation sell and buy.7 G' H8 ^5 J: Z
9 W2 }: L/ l: X/ a% q: R5 JHe who mocks the infant's faith. Z) r9 Z, m& v/ }7 I% i, w: y
Shall be mock'd in age and death.5 ~ O, d+ S, S! y
He who shall teach the child to doubt% k# r9 g0 f* c8 l( \5 V0 n
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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He who respects the infant's faith0 ^5 u4 R) y! @# k$ w
Triumphs over hell and death.# q1 R3 C: |8 K9 Q M
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
4 L2 i7 Q# U, IAre the fruits of the two seasons.8 v$ O* U, [8 W2 V: c5 c
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The questioner, who sits so sly,
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He who replies to words of doubt/ H, ?! M* g! s2 w/ \% l- u
Doth put the light of knowledge out.5 S# D1 X V1 Y% P/ ?( r" P, P9 Z# R; B
/ s" F3 J0 k y# ]' MThe strongest poison ever known6 L; I2 i* a! B
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
. @7 [6 e/ H) R% D) A8 @$ \5 r+ vNought can deform the human race7 T: H0 T2 R1 t- U' u' ^
Like to the armour's iron brace.
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When gold and gems adorn the plow," T5 ^% q3 [- v! l( A
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.& V, N( g0 E4 v/ c L0 Y! D& X
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,, ]4 n$ S+ C: z' r
Is to doubt a fit reply., c6 d: R1 @' I) L' t
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The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
4 H( j& a0 X+ p3 G$ G, w) v, PMake lame philosophy to smile.6 J1 R# c% V7 Z
He who doubts from what he sees
c* f' V4 x" Z' O: t6 DWill ne'er believe, do what you please.3 v8 ^$ q' a2 ]6 l5 G
) c. j, A0 r1 f' v. EIf the sun and moon should doubt,% k2 _2 q* Q( Y+ |& V) P
They'd immediately go out.2 [+ f+ @! K# |9 A9 r' Z
To be in a passion you good may do,: `7 l) [" L0 }& ]: T( b# K3 q
But no good if a passion is in you.
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The whore and gambler, by the state
+ W8 y w- v# r s$ @# \Licensed, build that nation's fate.
* ?; v' n: u% `% Z2 dThe harlot's cry from street to street
& E4 K$ K8 `, W" IShall weave old England's winding-sheet.
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The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
" B9 z5 G8 H% m1 U7 J2 X7 pDance before dead England's hearse.5 A& H. E4 X/ B: y4 O: ~
+ I1 |! j3 o8 A+ _8 I& ^7 jEvery night and every morn
, s) W$ x7 M1 J6 ^Some to misery are born,
9 Z- v* C7 N9 f r0 x1 o& [, TEvery morn and every night
$ I' l. o$ T% Y; o9 U8 y x0 T# sSome are born to sweet delight." l' G+ T4 Y* _; z9 L1 c
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Some are born to sweet delight,
[! a: g& ]5 e rSome are born to endless night.% _, O- ?6 D9 V8 ^
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When we see not thro' the eye,
2 _9 x6 X) { e) S9 NWhich was born in a night to perish in a night,6 H- a9 M$ d" h: J
When the soul slept in beams of light.
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God appears, and God is light,
9 u: X7 S4 |3 Y* S# }7 e- w$ O# P/ s- t. dTo those poor souls who dwell in night;
: I- G# U! ^. E; U( Q: WBut does a human form display/ T! b. K* Q, u/ ]' f7 ^
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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