Paradise Lost Ⅰ 精彩片段：
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All in a moment through the gloom were seen
Ten thousand Banners rise into the Air [ 545 ]
With Orient Colours waving: with them rose
A Forest huge of Spears: and thronging Helms
Appeard, and serried shields in thick array
Of depth immeasurable: Anon they move
In perfect Phalanx to the Dorian mood [ 550 ]
Of Flutes and soft Recorders; such as raisd
To hight of noblest temper Heros old
Arming to Battel, and in stead of rage
Deliberate valour breathd, firm and unmovd
With dread of death to flight or foul retreat, [ 555 ]
Nor wanting power to mitigate and swage
With solemn touches, troubld thoughts, and chase