把这一句，留给此刻的你
Are not your kisses then as filthy, and more, As a worm sucking an envenomed sore? Doth not thy fearful hand in felling quake, As one which gathering flowers, still fears a snake? Is not your last act harsh, and violent, As when a plough a stony ground doth rent?
这样看来，你的吻不也是污秽不堪的吗?你那可怕的手，岂不照样战栗，好像采花的人，还怕蛇吗。你们这末后的作为，岂不也是凶暴的，好像犁压碎磐石。