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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

    h Arch-Angel soon drew nigh,

    Not in ial, but as Man

    Clad to meet Man; over his lucid Armes [ 240 ]

    A militarie Vest of purple flowd

    Livelier the graine

    Of Sarra, worn by Kings and heros old

    In time of truce; Iris  the wooff;

    arrie helme unbuckld shewd him prime [ 245 ]

    In Manh ended; by his side

    As in a glistering Zodiac he Sword,

    Satans dire dread, and in he Spear.

    Adam boe

    Inclind not, but hus declard. [ 250 ]

    Adam,  no Preface needs:

    Sufficient t th,

    tence ransgress,

    Defeated of his seisure many dayes

    Givn t repent, [ 255 ]

    And one bad act h many deeds well done

    Mayst cover: hy Lord appeasd

    Redeem te from Deaths rapacious claime;

    But longer in to dwell

    Permits not; to remove thee I am come, [ 260 ]

    And send to till

    t takn, fitter Soile.

    , for Adam at the newes

    -strook ood,

    t all his senses bound; Eve, who unseen [ 265 ]

    Yet all

    Discoverd soon tire.

    O unexpected stroke, h!

    Must I thus leave

    tive Soile, these happie alks and Shades, [ 270 ]

    Fit  of Gods? wo spend,

    Quiet t of t day

    t must be mortal to us both. O flours,

    t never e grow,

    My early visitation, and my last [ 275 ]

    At Eevn, wender hand

    From t opning bud, and gave ye Names,

    o the Sun, or ranke

    Your tribes, and er from t?

    tly nuptial Bowre, by mee adornd [ 280 ]

    it to sig; from thee

    , and wher wander down

    Into a loo this obscure

    And wilde, her Aire

    Less pure, accustomd to immortal Fruits? [ 285 ]

    errupted milde.