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Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country’s pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
祸患使这地荒凉，使被掳之物速遭祸患，以致财宝聚敛，人也败落。君王和首领，或兴盛，或衰微。一个气息就能创造它们，就像气息创造了它们一样;但是，一个勇敢的农民，一旦他们的国家的骄傲被摧毁，就永远无法得到补给。