书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第3661章 CLV

The night preceding that ill-omened day Flordelice dreamed the vest of sable grain That she had made, her husband to array, And woven with her hand and worked with pain, Before her eyes all sprinkled-over lay With ruddy drops, in guise of pattering rain.

That she had worked it so the lady thought;

And then was grieved at seeing what was wrought.