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

    he floud, [ 840 ]

    ed, for the Clouds were fled,

    Drivn by a keen Nort blowing drie

    rinkld the face of Deluge, as decaid;

    And trie Glass

    Gazd , and of the fresh ave largely drew, [ 845 ]

    As after t, whir flowing shrink

    From standing lake to tripping ebbe, t stole

    it foot toopt

    .

    tes, but seems on ground [ 850 ]

    Fast on top of som ain fixt.

    And noops of hills as Rocks appeer;

    its drive

    toreating Sea tyde.

    Fort the Arke a Raven flies, [ 855 ]

    And after he surer messenger,

    A Dove sent forto spie

    Green tree or ground ;

    time returning, in his Bill

    An Olive leafe he brings, pacific signe: [ 860 ]

    Anon drie ground appeers, and from his Arke

    t Sire descends rain;

    ted ,

    Grateful to heavn, over his head beholds

    A dehe Cloud a Bow [ 865 ]

    Conspicuous ed colours gay,

    Betokning peace from God, and Covnant new.

    t of Adam erst so sad

    Greatly rejoycd, and th.

    O t future t represent [ 870 ]

    As present, ructer, I revive

    At t sig Man shall live

    itures, and thir seed preserve.

    Farr less I no for one whole orld

    Of royd, then I rejoyce [ 875 ]

    For one Man found so perfet and so just,

    t God voutsafes to raise another orld

    From o forget.