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His big tears, for he wept well, Turned to mill-stones as they fell. And the little children, who Round his feet played to and fro, Thinking every tear a gem, Had their brains knocked out by them.

他的大眼泪，因为他哭得很好，掉下来的时候变成了磨石。孩子们围着他的脚来来回回地玩耍，每一滴眼泪都是一颗宝石。

— Percy Bysshe Shelley 珀西·比西·雪莱