To hear the glory of Sidon and Tyre of Babylon and Susa, as of a fade pageant and to say all these were and are now nothing. to think that we exist in such a point of time, and in such a corner of space, to be at once spectators and a part of the moving scene to watch the return of the seasons, of spring and autumn, to hear-

The stock dove plain amid the forest deep,that drowsy rustles to the sighing gale.

我们听人谈论西顿、推罗、巴比伦和苏撒的勋业,如同听一番往昔的盛会，听了以后,我们说这些事确实发生过,但现在却是过眼云烟了;我们思考着自己生活的时代,生活的地区;我们在人生的活动舞台上既当观众,又当演员;我们观察四季更迭,春秋代序,我们听见了一

野鸽在浓密的树林中哀诉，树林随微风的叹息而低语。

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