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Now there was one who came in later days To play at Emperor: in the dead of night Stole crown and sceptre, and stood forth1 to light In sudden purple. The dawn's straggling rays Showed Paris fettered2, murmuring in amaze, With red hands at her throat——a piteous sight. Then the new Caesar, stricken with affright At his own daring, shrunk from public gaze In the Elysee, and had lost the day But that around him flocked his birds of prey3, Sharp-beaked, voracious4, hungry for the deed. 'Twixt hope and fear behold5 great Caesar hang! Meanwhile, methinks, a ghostly laughter rang 点击收听单词发音
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