A shrivelled, lifeless, vacant form,
一枝枯萎,死寂,茫国多界说的形影,
It lies on my abandoned breast,
萦绕在我孤寂的心中,
And mocks the heart which yet is warm,
以其冷漠,沉寂
With cold and silent rest.
嘲格么我以看温热如故的痴心。
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雪莱 《一朵枯萎的紫涂兰》