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
　　At times pass athrough us,
　　And we are melted into them, and are not
. J7 w+ \5 c" G- _1 X& i　　Save reflexions of their souls.
　　Thus am I Dante for a space and am
$ `. u& s7 G3 o6 U! q　　One Francois Villon, ballad-lord and thief,
　　Or am such holy ones I may not write
　　Lest blasphemy be writ against my name;
　　This for an instant and the flame is gone.
　　'Tis as in midmost us there glows a sphere
　　Translucent, molten gold, that is the "I"
! D+ p! V/ p) f$ `3 H　　And into this some form projects itself:
* z3 y1 ?$ H; A/ C1 h　　Christus, or John, or eke the Florentine;
　　And as the clear space is not if a form's
+ T* h  S; g; k　　Imposed thereon,
　　So cease we from all being for the time,
　　And these, the Masters of the Soul, live on.