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

    ed, for no place [ 535 ]

    Is yet distinct by name, t

    to this delicious Grove,

    ted rees of God,

    Delectable boto beaste;

    And freely all t fruit for food [ 540 ]

    Gave ts are  all th yields,

    Varietie  end; but of tree

    asted works knowledge of Good and Evil,

    t not; in tst, t;

    Deatie imposd, beware, [ 545 ]

    And govern ite, least sin

    Surprise ttendant Death.

    he had made

    Viewd, and beirely good;

    So Evn and Morn accomplis day: [ 550 ]

    Yet not till tor from his work

    Desisting, turnd

    Up to the heavn of heavns his high abode,

    to beed orld

    tion of  shewd [ 555 ]

    In prospect from hrone, how good, how faire,

    Answering  Idea. Up he rode

    Folloion and the sound

    Sympen t tund

    Angelic he Aire, [ 560 ]

    Resounded, (t for t)

    tellations rung,

    ts in tations listning stood,

    Pomp ascended jubilant.

    Open, ye everlasting Gates, they sung, [ 565 ]

    Open, ye  in

    t Creator from urnd

    Magnificent, his Six days work, a orld;

    Open, and ; for God will deigne

    to visit oft t Men [ 570 ]

    Delig intercourse

    ther will send his winged Messengers

    On errands of supernal Grace. So sung

    train ascending: hrough heavn,

    t opend wide als, led [ 575 ]

    to Gods Eternal  the way,

    A broad and ample rode, w is Gold

    And pavement Starrs, as Starrs to thee appeer,

    Seen in t Milkie way

    ly as a circling Zone t [ 580 ]

    Pouderd arrs. And noh

    Eevning arose in Eden, for the Sun

    as set, and twilig came on,

    Forerunning Nig t

    Of ed top, throne [ 585 ]

    Of God for ever firm and sure,

    te him down

    it Fat

    Invisible, yet staid, such priviledge

    he work ordaind, [ 590 ]

    Authings, and from work

    Noing, blessd and h day,

    As resting on t day from all his work,

    But not in silence ; the harp

    ed not, the solemn Pipe, [ 595 ]

    And Dulcimer, all Organs of s stop,

    All sounds on Fret by String or Golden ire

    temperd soft tunings, intermixt h Voice

    Choral or Unison; of incense Clouds

    Fuming from Golden Censers . [ 600 ]

    Creation and ts they sung,

    Great are te

    t t can measure tongue

    Relate ter nourn

    t Angels; t day [ 605 ]

    t to create

    Is greater ted to destroy.