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Straightway I was ’ware So weeping, how a mystic shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair And a voice said in mastery while I strove... ‘Guess now who holds thee!’---‘Death’, I said, but there The silver answer rang... ‘Not Death, but Love.’
我立刻哭得很厉害，一个神秘的身影在我身后移动，抓住我的头发把我往后拉，一个声音在我挣扎的时候控制住了我……“现在猜猜谁抓住你了!”“死亡，”我说，但银铃般的回答响了……“不是死亡，而是爱。”