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但贵阳城市防空力量过于单薄,只是集中在一些工厂区和重要军政机关,根本遏制不了鬼子飞机对闹市区的轰炸!

在这一片嘈杂声中,梅教授显然没法再静心看书,他猛地站了起来,右手紧紧攥着《拜伦诗选》,左手握成拳头,高高举过头顶,厚厚镜片后面眼睛里充满了血丝,对着空中在高声诵读,鲁雪华听得出来,那是拜伦的名篇《哀希腊》,头顶敌机的嚎叫、不远处炸弹的震撼,还有凄厉的防空警报声,都不能掩盖梅教授的激越又充满愤怒的吟诵!

THE isles of Greece! the isles of Greece!

Where burning Sappho loved and sung,

Where grew the arts of war and peace,---

Where Delos rose and Phoebus sprung!

Eternal summer gilds them yet,

But all, except their sun, is set.

The Scian and the Teian muse,

The hero's harp, the lover's lute,

H**e found the fame your shores refuse;

Their place of birth alone is mute

To sounds which echo further west

Than your sires' \"Islands of the Blest.\"

梅教授那悲愤激越的声音刺痛了每个人的心!这哪里是哀希腊?分明就是哀痛多灾多难的华夏!

透过爆炸声传过来的每一个字,足以让每个血性男儿热血澎湃!鲁雪华和刘玉梅再也忍受不住了,相互对望了一眼,一起从防空洞冲了过去,紧紧依靠在老师的身边,梅教授将《拜伦诗选》扔在椅子上,一手抓住一个他最钟爱的学生,一起高声背诵诗人拜伦泣血而作的不朽名篇:

The mountains look on Marathon---

And Marathon looks on the sea;

And musing there an hour alone,

I dream'd that Greece might yet be free

For, standing on the Persians' gr**e,

I could not deem myself a sl**e.

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'Tis something, in the dearth of fame,

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