书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第3589章 LXXXII

"My city, at the time whereof I tell, To Rome was fain to send an embassy;

That sometime near his holiness should dwell;

And for how long a time could none foresee.

Upon our judge the lot of envoy fell:

O day, that ever wept by him will be!

To be excused, Anselmo promised, prayed, And bribed; but at the last parforce obeyed.