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作品:Paradise Lost Ⅳ 作者:约翰·弥尔顿 字数: 下载本书  举报本章节错误/更新太慢

    tive talk of chaines, [ 970 ]

    Proud limitarie C ere then

    Farr  to feel

    From my prevailing arme, though heavens King

    Ride on thy Compeers,

    Usd to t riump wheels [ 975 ]

    In progress tar-pavd.

    turnd fierie red, sharpning in mooned hornes

    to hemm him round

    ited Spears, as thick as when a field [ 980 ]

    Of Ceres ripe for  waving bends

    he wind

    Sing stands

    Least on threshing floore his hopeful sheaves

    Prove can allarmd [ 985 ]

    Collecting all  dilated stood,

    Like teneriff or Atlas unremovd:

    ature reac

    Sat ed in his graspe

    seemd both Spear and Shield: now dreadful deeds [ 990 ]

    Might have ensud, nor onely Paradise

    In tion, but tarrie Cope

    Of s

    At least o rack, disturbd and torne

    it,  soon [ 995 ]

    ternal to prevent such horrid fray

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    Bet Astrea and the Scorpion signe,

    ed first he weighd,

    t Aire [ 1000 ]

    In counterpoise, nos,

    Battels and Realms: in t ts

    ting and of fight;

    tter quick up fle the beam;

    he Fiend. [ 1005 ]

    Satan, I knorengt mine,

    Neit givn; hen

    to boast hine no more

    ts, nor mine, though doubld now

    to trample thee as mire: for proof look up, [ 1010 ]

    And read t in yon celestial Sign

    weig, how weak,

    If t. t up and knew

    ed scale aloft: nor more; but fled

    Murmuring, and . [ 1015 ]