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Fallen from his high estate, And welt’ring in his blood: Deserted at his utmost need By those his former bounty fed; On the bare earth expos’d he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes.

从他的高位上掉下来，在他的血液中留下伤痕:在他最需要的时候，被那些他从前所供养的人抛弃了;他躺在光秃秃的地上，没有一个朋友合上他的眼睛。

— John Dryden 约翰·德莱登