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I am obnoxious to each carping tongue Who says my hand a needle better fits, A poet’s pen all scorn I should thus wrong For such despite they cast on female wits; If what I do prove well, it won’t advance, They’ll say it’s stolen, or else, it was by chance.
我讨厌每一个吹毛求疵的人，他们说我的手比针更合适，说我的笔比诗人的笔更合适。如果我证明的很好，它不会提前，他们会说它被偷了，或者，它是偶然的。