书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第2182章 XXXVII

The pagan had imagined, as a pain, That, risking oft to tumble in the course, Head-first into that stream, where he must drain Huge draughts of water in his fall, parforce, He would assoil and cleanse him from that stain, Whereof excess in wine had been the source;

As if what ill wine prompts to do or say, Water, as well as wine, could wash away.