《a tale of two cities(双城记)》

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a tale of two cities(双城记)- 第75部分


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they were prophetic; they would have been these: 
 ‘I see Barsad; and Cly; Defarge; The Vengeance; the Juryman; the Judge; long ranks of the new oppressors who have risen on the destruction of the old; perishing by this retributive instrument; before it shall cease out of its present use。 I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people' rising from this abyss; and; in their struggles to be truly free; in their triumphs and defeats; through long long years to come; I see the evil of this time and of the previous time of which this is the natural birth; gradually making expiation for itself and wearing out。 
 ‘I see the lives for which I lay down my life; peaceful; useful; prosperous and happy; in that England which I shall see no more。 I see Her with a child upon her bosom; who bears my name。 I see her father; aged and bent; but otherwise restored; and faithful to all men in his healing office; and at peace。 I see the good old man; so long their friend; in ten years' time enriching them with all he has; and passing tranquilly to his reward。 
 ‘I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts; and in the hearts of their descendants; generations hence。 I see her; an old woman; weeping for me on the anniversary of this day。 I see her and her husband; their course done; lying side by side in their last earthly bed; and I know that each was not more honoured and held sacred in the other's soul; than I was in the souls of both。 
 ‘I see that child who lay upon her bosom and who bore my name; a man winning his way up in that path of life which once was mine。 I see him winning it so well; that my name is made illustrious there by the light of his。 I see the blots I threw upon it; faded away。 I see him; foremost of just judges and honoured men; bringing a boy of my name; with a forehead that I know and golden hair; to this placethen fair to look upon; with not a trace of this day's disfigurementand I hear him tell the child my story; with a tender and a faltering voice。 
 ‘It is a far; far better thing that I do; than I have ever done; it is a far; far better rest that I go to than I have ever known。' 


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