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他在一個晴明的早晨這么自言自語著，

他的心整天可怕地撞擊著胸膛；

他暗自向自己的心禱告，求它賜予

說話的膽力；但是那如潮的熱血

窒住了他的聲音，跳動一下就消失了——

他對這樣一個新娘愈發熾熱的思念，

卻使他變得像一個孩子那樣懦弱：

唉，怎奈熱情是如此懦弱又狂野！

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So said he one fair morning, and all day

His heart beat awfully against his side;

And to his heart he inwardly did pray

For power to speak; but still the ruddy tide

Stifled his voice, and puls’d resolve away —

Fever’d his high conceit of such a bride,

Yet brought him to the meekness of a child:

Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!