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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

    At least our envious Foe

    All like himself rebellious, by whose aid [ 140 ]

    trengt

    Of Deitie supream, us dispossest,

    rusted to o fraud

    Drew many, whir place knows here no more;

    Yet farr ter part , I see, [ 145 ]

    tation,  populous retaines

    Number sufficient to possess her Realmes

    temple to frequent

    iteries due and solemn Rites:

    But least  exalt he harme [ 150 ]

    Already done, to have dispeopld heavn

    My damage fondly deemd, I can repaire

    t detriment, if suc be to lose

    Self-lost, and in a moment e

    Anot of one man a Race [ 155 ]

    Of men innumerable, to dwell,

    Not ill by degrees of merit raisd

    to t lengthe way

    Up rid,

    And Earto o Earth, [ 160 ]

    One Kingdom, Joy and Union  end.

    Mean w laxe, ye Powers of heavn,

    And by my ord, begotten Son, by thee

    t don:

    My overs and mighee [ 165 ]

    I send along, ride forthe Deep

    ited bounds be h,

    Boundless the Deep, because I am who fill

    Infinitude, nor vacuous the space.

    tire, [ 170 ]

    And put not forth my goodness, which is free

    to act or not, Necessitie and Chance

    Approac mee, and e.

    So spake tie, and to w he spake

    . [ 175 ]

    Immediate are ts of God, more s

    time or motion, but to human ears

    Cannot  process of speecold,

    So told as eartion can receave.