经典英文诗歌欣赏2：

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经典英文诗歌欣赏2：　　No man hath dared to write this thing as yet,
9 E; R8 S: ], |0 H( ^+ ~　　And yet I know, how that the souls of all men great
　　At times pass athrough us,
: A: R0 w1 w  ?5 R% z) I/ E　　And we are melted into them, and are not
　　Save reflexions of their souls.
# e! Y% Q) {1 j6 Y6 I( M5 t+ b, u　　Thus am I Dante for a space and am
, J" \: m& z: H& }　　One Francois Villon, ballad-lord and thief,
$ a2 {7 |& D) r1 }　　Or am such holy ones I may not write
0 O$ q5 ~& g6 k; N　　Lest blasphemy be writ against my name;
, F  v2 t0 @# _4 q　　This for an instant and the flame is gone.
+ p7 X6 o4 A4 v5 L! H0 ^; I　　'Tis as in midmost us there glows a sphere
　　Translucent, molten gold, that is the "I"
　　And into this some form projects itself:
　　Christus, or John, or eke the Florentine;
* b9 r9 O2 V% J& T　　And as the clear space is not if a form's
! G7 x' Y2 G( ?! K) C; k% q8 \　　Imposed thereon,
　　So cease we from all being for the time,
4 A6 N, f- X1 E* w  h2 ~8 \　　And these, the Masters of the Soul, live on.
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