We are no longer certain at all of what we're looking at, and consciousness, therefore, feels alienated.

我们再也不能确定我们所观之物是什么，于是，意识疏远了。

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One of the labors of reading Paradise Lost is the reader's obligation to supply the analog for the X, and this poem is filled with such X's.

读的一个麻烦就是,读者需要自行类比出X究竟是什么，偏偏诗中又充满了这种不确定物。

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