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Alack, ’tis he! Why, he was met even now, As mad as the vexed sea, singing aloud, Crowned with rank fumitor and furrow-weeds, With burdocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow In our sustaining corn.

呜呼,“是他!啊，直到现在，他还像波涛汹涌的大海一样疯狂地歌唱着，头上长着粗大的熏衣草和犁沟草，还有牛蒡、铁杉、荨麻、杜鹃花、荨麻，以及我们养在玉米地里的一切闲散的野草。

— William Shakespeare 威廉·莎士比亚