At last he rose, and twitched his mantle blue: Tomorrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.
最后他站了起来,披上了他那件蓝色的披风。
-- John Milton 约翰·米尔顿
At last he rose, and twitched his mantle blue: Tomorrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.
最后他站了起来,披上了他那件蓝色的披风。
-- John Milton 约翰·米尔顿