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,
　　And yet I know, how that the souls of all men great
. x! d. N0 v  A4 I) [- C# V　　At times pass athrough us,
4 y4 D* [& l" [" a" S* ?　　And we are melted into them, and are not
　　Save reflexions of their souls.
　　Thus am I Dante for a space and am
6 r/ U6 R% T' E) C0 Y) X　　One Francois Villon, ballad-lord and thief,
1 s. R5 v+ D+ s9 T　　Or am such holy ones I may not write
& H! J! O! D( `　　Lest blasphemy be writ against my name;
+ W( \+ B2 ^: B　　This for an instant and the flame is gone.
2 P. e9 V$ M$ ~/ O3 G! f# Y　　'Tis as in midmost us there glows a sphere
* N3 f& T; Y. |( E　　Translucent, molten gold, that is the "I"
　　And into this some form projects itself:
4 l, w) s  P3 D) {! {  x9 D　　Christus, or John, or eke the Florentine;
2 |8 y& P$ q; f0 }　　And as the clear space is not if a form's
　　Imposed thereon,
　　So cease we from all being for the time,
8 i6 w) L/ r- w8 G8 n' h, C+ o　　And these, the Masters of the Soul, live on.
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