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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,/ u+ i7 V5 @1 N4 [' j. m& K
And a heaven in a wild flower,+ I% I7 i- z. F6 i7 H7 S) `
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
8 g; Y7 ?7 f N/ G- J! h* C% qAnd eternity in an hour.) S3 u v3 l* }* O/ T- X# ^, L
& o. g1 g, Y6 l- D0 @A robin redbreast in a cage$ q* a9 z3 _8 N( Q) G
Puts all heaven in a rage.
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A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons9 z$ k" k/ m6 r/ o- @; H! O% T/ D
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.2 R' N6 i! p: u
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
% `0 A h. F) ]5 |6 f: @Predicts the ruin of the state.) j, q! P6 D; f Z+ @* T+ z3 `
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A horse misused upon the road
; n6 D. l. L8 e; qCalls to heaven for human blood.( D2 K* r$ Y y7 F
Each outcry of the hunted hare! c1 C8 }9 w! _* p; k$ ? K
A fibre from the brain does tear.' T5 ]) k# G( M% z
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A skylark wounded in the wing,; B$ h( ~. r5 `6 ]4 _9 U
A cherubim does cease to sing.
+ |& W& r) v3 O& C H* {9 vThe game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight# D# T' v( m; x3 N j
Does the rising sun affright.& Q/ A% u: D3 w5 m
) O' i) a, `' y0 Q$ g' QEvery wolf's and lion's howl7 }2 ]$ T1 I* m1 f6 b/ x" Z& E
Raises from hell a human soul.7 I" B7 q$ P) Q0 h# l4 B
8 w8 [) q- N3 N* Y i9 A- i- a6 IThe wild deer, wand'ring here and there,. |# E/ M5 z' S/ }: @. l& u0 c
Keeps the human soul from care.4 K! n5 I& }) K8 `, }, O
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,9 B! y% `* i& Z* j5 b# R) Q
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.7 v/ @# n% j* ]
* n3 }6 O( A4 d5 |/ eThe bat that flits at close of eve9 Z( {. B+ O2 l, `9 M7 F* |* F( d E
Has left the brain that won't believe.8 Z: K+ M/ z+ X7 I' O9 g( n- m
The owl that calls upon the night/ ^, ?& V, A' _ W$ l
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.
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He who shall hurt the little wren# q2 A/ e/ D! u# z0 m0 Z
Shall never be belov'd by men." x% b3 c0 p9 x1 d& I6 p
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
/ F; G- n, Y3 q, G) H, AShall never be by woman lov'd.& L! S* ^7 m' |1 K7 t; O
0 l& ^) w/ _: A& m6 IThe wanton boy that kills the fly& {3 M9 _; H6 k: d) x& Z6 |& p" P) l
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
' y& R( S/ K$ Y3 FHe who torments the chafer's sprite
5 h. D( I* r6 _4 l9 Y5 pWeaves a bower in endless night.
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1 L; \. R& D" w2 c& `* KThe caterpillar on the leaf
% X4 y/ n: x$ t9 }" QRepeats to thee thy mother's grief.
% I: F2 _ K2 G; [7 |Kill not the moth nor butterfly,# h# {6 v4 {6 F5 E
For the last judgement draweth nigh.
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He who shall train the horse to war
( F' h2 @( k* Y, M jShall never pass the polar bar.
' Q/ H" t3 Z: o. ]The beggar's dog and widow's cat,+ m" [& y3 N( F# h* ]
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
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The gnat that sings his summer's song Z9 V8 w5 z8 t4 K% ]/ b7 A
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
5 Z I9 @, C; V* g4 ^The poison of the snake and newt& K& f9 Y0 T, r7 S" Z3 B& b. t
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
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The poison of the honey bee
9 f3 |# G b NIs the artist's jealousy.
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5 u7 i; u' |! Z3 `. iThe prince's robes and beggar's rags+ y+ M! l5 @3 I8 t
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
7 i7 a, G6 R. S. n2 [; {. ?- dA truth that's told with bad intent1 ~$ n/ Y- H/ e$ c7 ?& Q
Beats all the lies you can invent.
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. l1 F: I% A, P" l7 JIt is right it should be so;# R( N4 p7 r6 q9 h
Man was made for joy and woe;# O9 f8 G9 m2 M7 c( }
And when this we rightly know," H! F% l9 Q; _- d0 _" R1 @0 Q/ N
Thro' the world we safely go., H: E5 b, X5 y# X& ]/ n/ _, B
# z3 b' F j3 \% D8 LJoy and woe are woven fine,3 i4 J. ^1 g; Z& ^: D8 u
A clothing for the soul divine.
0 R+ q) f7 K- K# q) aUnder every grief and pine
' A" W1 Q! T: ^7 O+ o4 c; {5 oRuns a joy with silken twine.7 ?; j5 l- I2 }! z
+ t% t, c+ U: }- m/ mThe babe is more than swaddling bands;, n% ?# d! J5 u* |5 _
Every farmer understands.% X+ J# L) Y- r# `1 M; X
Every tear from every eye2 x+ e5 @$ |9 ]8 D( W n! n
Becomes a babe in eternity;
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This is caught by females bright,% ?0 N0 \+ A/ u
And return'd to its own delight.7 O9 e ~4 D/ V- T
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,. {* e0 G, u3 C( @
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.5 L3 v& I2 `- ~' `0 d
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The babe that weeps the rod beneath {6 g! t1 m( \' S: J3 ~
Writes revenge in realms of death., s, j/ ]0 K2 Z; S( S& t, o0 B
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,4 ^5 T A4 l1 T, h7 n' C
Does to rags the heavens tear.4 v3 O! [& S# z% t
; q# b, U: d- p; FThe soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,6 a! I" x0 p4 k! m. G! c/ Q
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.! s1 e" h% R: {0 F- p
The poor man's farthing is worth more" V$ F" f0 }0 l# G
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
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; k* p4 X9 j( H- I BOne mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands" |4 g9 U& R% K* H; S* u
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
R6 t% r2 k2 @7 p& gOr, if protected from on high,# _3 ^& m, w4 `0 ]" X& f* h3 e7 c/ P3 I
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
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* @, R. L9 x0 {& o8 I6 |He who mocks the infant's faith
& P2 G6 Q8 L+ z3 x9 \Shall be mock'd in age and death.
0 ?; w* m2 V3 h0 b: Z" A# }He who shall teach the child to doubt
4 R" l6 k/ Q. G- K) V) ]% i' A+ DThe rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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: k! B: ?4 I5 _) f3 @He who respects the infant's faith
* p" R; b! J5 XTriumphs over hell and death.
% O; f. H" {* w# u# N. v T7 nThe child's toys and the old man's reasons8 n6 U. D! ?6 E: [5 T4 r* A, Z
Are the fruits of the two seasons.$ K. c; w( l/ O6 ~6 Z. l+ o
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The questioner, who sits so sly,( {5 @6 p5 O* N. b$ y
Shall never know how to reply.) ^# z; b* l" _& Z
He who replies to words of doubt
+ s+ q8 x$ h3 ~ |5 I5 d, x/ |6 A, LDoth put the light of knowledge out.+ G# r/ R; V1 e" V& R$ J3 A
2 U; I: h8 N4 A: gThe strongest poison ever known
% V- O( R" D: K' Q& tCame from Caesar's laurel crown.
8 e2 r7 A1 `. v8 T; q1 xNought can deform the human race9 R7 V8 U7 t' I. M! v; @$ a) Q
Like to the armour's iron brace.
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* k7 i/ \4 D* gWhen gold and gems adorn the plow,) O# q9 o3 Q* }, |$ f* S M
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.# c9 S# A3 O. U' z* v
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,5 E4 v: {5 b/ g, K
Is to doubt a fit reply.
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The emmet's inch and eagle's mile8 H' u. m& u: n& n" _
Make lame philosophy to smile.; X8 s% T* P# P& ]* p
He who doubts from what he sees
5 I8 I3 t+ B5 }Will ne'er believe, do what you please.$ R/ h& W$ j u; t
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If the sun and moon should doubt,1 m1 r+ i; @' y/ t! y t
They'd immediately go out.
9 B* n6 @, e8 s; J! _4 \To be in a passion you good may do,
) @7 ? h! b% j/ J: B5 k {4 zBut no good if a passion is in you.% |& G' t9 z/ N( R5 P2 @- k
) l: }& e& u- L# T& K2 pThe whore and gambler, by the state8 x" v2 M: c( ~& D; X8 ^" h: ^
Licensed, build that nation's fate.; Z/ b, _& Z( E G5 V: K
The harlot's cry from street to street" S a) Z# l2 F0 v- C3 v
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
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% x. D$ @4 U, p( {, EThe winner's shout, the loser's curse," p3 v4 W/ ]/ [/ O8 t
Dance before dead England's hearse.
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! a& ?' F- V1 m/ i7 N* m' v* NEvery night and every morn+ P( o- h" |6 T0 D
Some to misery are born,( J+ n5 C! J( v- x2 L
Every morn and every night
9 c; u/ P9 T" _/ V% S3 r, QSome are born to sweet delight.
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2 J+ j' i* G- T7 CSome are born to sweet delight,
; ?, M: ?. p- u8 {. ~8 ?Some are born to endless night.
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# G$ l- x4 ?6 f7 ^6 _We are led to believe a lie: ]. e: o* v+ J0 z; u
When we see not thro' the eye,
3 ?0 L1 ~6 I8 O! W8 J; A" [Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
4 ]; `; L* Q& _" q% K: O1 WWhen the soul slept in beams of light.
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! Y6 v, R& {* m, G/ DGod appears, and God is light,* w$ [: P3 }' J2 ]* b0 i3 v' k
To those poor souls who dwell in night;1 W6 `) H ^+ ~8 N4 F0 ~; W
But does a human form display! t+ G9 o& l, P
To those who dwell in realms of day. |
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