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

  • -- Frederick Tennyson 弗雷德里克·坦尼森

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。

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

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。

I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

我把我的梦铺在你的脚下;轻轻地踏,因为你踏着我的梦。

Though my father was Norwegian, he always wrote his diaries in perfect English.

虽然我的父亲是挪威人,但他总是用完美的英语写日记。

The perfect joys of heaven do not satisfy the cravings of nature.

天堂里完美的欢乐不能满足自然的渴望。