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大学英语作文900字：A Little Boy Lost nought loves another as itself,
nor venerates another so,
nor is it possible to thought
a greater than itself to know. and, father, how can i love you
or any of my brothers more?
i love you like the little bird
that picks up crumbs around the door. the priest sat by and heard the child;
in trembling zeal he seized his hair,
he led him by his little coat,
and all admired his priestly care. and standing on the altar high,
lo, what a fiend is here! said he:
one who sets reason up for judge
of our most holy mystery. the weeping child could not be heard,
the weeping parents wept in vain:
they stripped him to his little shirt,
and bound him in an iron chain, and burned him in a holy place
where many had been burned before;
the weeping parents wept in vain.
are such things done on albions shore?
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