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Our master Caesar is in the tent Where the maps are spread, His eyes fixed upon nothing, A hand under his head. Like a long-legged fly upon the stream His mind moves upon silence.
我们的凯撒大帝在帐篷里，他的眼睛什么也没看，一只手放在头下。他的心在寂静中运动，就像一只长腿苍蝇在溪流上飞翔。
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