书城公版Orlando Furioso
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第678章 LXXII

A stripling he, who such sweet musick vented, Accorded to the horned lyre's soft tone;

That at the dulcet melody relented The hearer's heart, though harder than a stone.

Happy! if, with such excellence contented, He had pursued so fair a fame alone, And loathed shield, quiver, helmet, sword and lance;

Destined by these to die a youth in France.