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A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest -- I've heard the Hunter tell -- 'Tis but the Ecstasy1 of death -- And then the Brake is still! The Smitten2 Rock that gushes3! The trampled4 Steel that springs! A Cheek is always redder Just where the Hectic5 stings! Mirth is the Mail of Anguish In which it Cautious Arm, Lest anybody spy the blood And "you're hurt" exclaim! 点击 收听单词发音
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