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Nor will the sweetest delight of gardens afford much comfort in sleep; wherein the dullness of that sense shakes hands with delectable odours; and though in the bed of Cleopatra, can hardly with any delight raise up the ghost of a rose.

花园中最甜蜜的欢乐也不能给人多少睡眠上的安慰;那种感觉的迟钝与令人愉快的气味握手;尽管躺在克利奥帕特拉的床上，却几乎提不起一朵玫瑰的幽灵。

— Thomas Browne 托马斯·布朗