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【文章內(nèi)容簡(jiǎn)介】 10 You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet。 Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why fet The nobler and the manlier one? You have the letters Cadmus gave— Think ye he meant them for a slave? (Pyrrhic [Pyrrhus] dance: a kind of dance during wartime) (Pyrrhic phalanx: 步兵方陣 ) 11 Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! We will not think of themes like these! It made Anacreon?s song divine: He served—but served Polycrates— A tyrant。 but our masters then Were still, at least, our countrymen. (themes: topics) 12 The tyrant of the Chersonese Was freedom?s best and bravest friend。 That tyrant was Miltiades! O that the present hour would lend Another despot of the kind! Such chains as his were sure to bind. (to bind: to control) Question 11 ?What does the poet hope for in stanza 12? to have a powerful national king with high hand to reunity the country. 13 Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli?s rock, and Parga?s shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore。 And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own. (Dorians built Sparta) (Heracleidan: of Hercules) 14 Trust not for freedom to the Franks— They have a king who buys and sells。 In native swords and native ranks The only hope of courage dwells: But Turkish force and Latin fraud Would break your shield, however broad. (Franks: the Europeans) (Latin fraud: refers to Europeans) 15 Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! Our virgins dance beneath the shade— I see their glorious black eyes shine。 But gazing on each glowing maid, My own the burning teardrop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. (lave: wash) 16 Place me on Sunium?s marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep。 There, swanlike, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne?er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
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