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

    Not t t  tempt,

    But us s

    For state, as Sovran King, and to enure

    Our prompt obedience. Fast  s [ 240 ]

    tes, and barricadod strong;

    But long ere our approachin

    Noise, othe sound of Dance or Song,

    torment, and loud lament, and furious rage.

    Glad urnd up to ts of Light [ 245 ]

    Ere Sabbath Eevning: so we had in charge.

    But tion notend,

    Pleasd h mine.

    So spake thus our Sire.

    For Man to tell how human Life began [ 250 ]

    Is hard; for who himself beginning knew?

    Desire ill longer to converse

    Inducd me. As ne from soundest sleep

    Soft on the flourie herb I found me laid

    In Balmie S, whe Sun [ 255 ]

    Soon drid, and on ture fed.

    Strait toward urnd,

    And gazd a will raisd

    By quick instinctive motion up I sprung,

    As t [ 260 ]

    Stood on my feet; about me round I saw

    hill, Dale, and shadie oods, and sunnie Plaines,

    And liquid Lapse of murmuring Streams; by these,

    Creatures t livd, and movd, and walkd, or flew,

    Birds on things smild, [ 265 ]

    it oreflowd.

    My self I then perusd, and Limb by Limb

    Surveyd, and sometimes , and sometimes ran

    its, as lively vigour led:

    But w cause, [ 270 ]

    Kne; to speak I trid, and forth spake,

    My tongue obeyd and readily could name

    ere I sa,

    And tnd Earth, so fresh and gay,

    Ye hills and Dales, ye Rivers, oods, and Plaines, [ 275 ]

    And ye t live and move, fair Creatures, tell,

    tell, if ye saw, hus, how here?