But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I lay them at your feet... Tread softly; for you tread on my dreams.

  • -- John Keats 济慈

但是我很穷,只有我的梦想。我把它们放在你的脚下……轻轻地踏过;因为你踩着我的梦。

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Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it, poor creatures that we are!

哦,神经,神经;这台神秘的机器叫人!啊,使它精神错乱的小东西,我们是多么可怜的生灵啊!

Softly the loud peal dies, In passing winds it drowns, But breathes, like perfect joys, Tender tones.

响亮的钟声轻柔地消逝了,在呼啸而过的风里,它淹没了,但它呼吸着,像完美的欢乐,温柔的音调。

I'm treading the backward path. Mostly, I just waste my time.

我走的是后路。大多数时候,我只是在浪费时间。

Suffice it to say, I'm not poor.

只要说,我不穷就够了。