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That She Would Dishevel Her Hair
请她让她的金发散乱
Amarantba, sweet and fair,
美丽可爱的阿玛莲莎，
Ah, braid no more that shining hair:
别再编你光亮的金发吧！
As my curious hand or eye
既然我好奇的手和眼
Hovering round thee, let it 11y！
围着你打转，请任其飘散！
Let it fly as unconfined
任其无拘无束地飘扬，
As its calm ravisher the wind?
像被其迷住的和风那样；
Who hath left his darling East
它已离开心爱的东面，
To wanton o'er that spicy nest．
来这香喷喷的窝上游玩。
Every tress must be contest,
每绺金发须展现出来，
But neatly tangled at the best;
但是得绝美地绞在一块；
Like a clue of golden thread
就像金色的线一大团，
Most excellently revelled．
虽然有点乱却妙得非凡‘
Do not, then，wind up that light
所以，可别用缎带束起
In ribands, and o'ercloud in night，
那光明笼进夜的乌云里，
Like the Sun in's early ray;
就像凌晨太阳的光线；
But shake your head, and scatter day!
请把头一甩，撒出个白天！
