cleopatra- 第57部分

Oh；　Cleopatra！　Cleopatra！　thou　Destroyer！　if　I　might　but　tear　thy

vision　from　my　heart！　Of　all　my　griefs；　this　is　the　heaviest　grief

still　must　I　love　thee！　Still　must　I　hug　this　serpent　to　my　heart！

Still　in　my　ears　must　ring　that　low　laugh　of　triumphthe　murmur　of

the　falling　fountainthe　song　of　the　nightinga



＇Here　the　writing　on　the　third　roll　of　papyrus　abruptly　ends。　It　would

almost　seem　that　the　writer　was　at　this　moment　broken　in　upon　by　those

who　came　to　lead　him　to　his　doom。＇











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