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XLVI
And the great Lord of Luna Fell at that deadly stroke, As falls on Mount Alvernus A thunder smitten1 oak: Far o'er the crashing forest The giant arms lie spread; And the pale augurs2, muttering low, Gaze on the blasted head. 点击收听单词发音
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