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

    herein [ 390 ]

    By ted, and by threw down

    tions: t day

    t not spare,

    Nor stop t w shook

    ing Frame, whe necks [ 395 ]

    t of warring Angels disarraid.

    Back from pursuit th loud acclaime

    tolld, Son of t,

    to execute fierce vengeance on his foes,

    Not so on Man; heir malice falln, [ 400 ]

    Fat not doome

    So strictly, but muco pitie encline:

    No sooner did thy dear and onely Son

    Perceive t to doom frail Man

    So strictly, but muco pitie enclind, [ 405 ]

    o appease trife

    Of Mercy and Justice in thy face discernd,

    Regardless of t

    Second to to die

    For mans offence. O unexampld love, [ 410 ]

    Love no hen Divine!

    hy Name

    Ster of my Song

    hy praise

    Forget, nor from thers praise disjoine. [ 415 ]

    tarry Sphear,

    t.

    Mean whe firm opacous Globe

    Of t convex divides

    the luminous inferior Orbs, enclosd [ 420 ]

    From Ch inroad of Darkness old,

    Satan alighted walks: a Globe farr off

    It seemd, noinent

    Dark, e, and

    Starless exposd, and ever-tning storms [ 425 ]

    Of Cring round, inclement skie;

    Save on t side whe wall of heavn

    tant farr some small reflection gaines

    Of glimmering air less vext empest loud:

    large in spacious field. [ 430 ]