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

    So disined how would ye bless

    Me now your curse! Ah, why should all mankind

    For one mans fault tless be condemnd,

    If guiltless? But from mee w can proceed,

    But all corrupt, both Mind and ill depravd, [ 825 ]

    Not to do onely, but to he same

    itted stand

    In siger all Disputes

    Forct I absolve: all my evasions vain

    And reasonings, till [ 830 ]

    But to my oion: first and last

    On mee, mee onely, as the sourse and spring

    Of all corruption, all ts due;

    So mig t

    t burden o bear [ 835 ]

    though divided

    it bad oman? t t,

    And , alike destroyes all hope

    Of refuge, and concludes thee miserable

    Beyond all past example and future, [ 840 ]

    to Satan only like both crime and doom.

    O Conscience, into w Abyss of fears

    And  t of which

    I find no o deeper plungd!

    to ed loud [ 845 ]

    till Nig now, as ere man fell,

    h black Air

    Accompanied, h damps and dreadful gloom,

    o ed

    All terror: On the ground [ 850 ]

    Outstretc

    Cursd ion, Deat accusd

    Of tardie execution, since denounct

    t Death,

    Said able stroke [ 855 ]

    to end me? Sruto keep her word,

    Justice Divine not n to be just?

    But Deat at call, Justice Divine

    Mends not  pace for prayers or cries.

    O oods, O Fountains, hillocks, Dales and Bowrs, [ 860 ]

    ite I taught your Shades

    to ansher Song.