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乔治• 赫伯特

爱示意欢迎。可我的灵魂畏缩 愧于尘与罪。 而眼尖的爱，察觉我逐渐松散 打进门那刻起， 近我身旁，柔声发问， 我是否缺了什么。

一位客人，我回答，有资格来这里的： 爱说，你应是他。 我这残忍又不义的？啊亲爱的， 我无法看着你。 爱牵我的手，微笑回应， 是谁造的那双眼睛，若非我？

主啊，不错，可我脏了它们：让我的羞愧 去它该去的那里。 你不知道，爱说，谁受怪罪吗？ 我亲爱的，那么我将招待他。 你必须坐下，爱说，并尝我的肉： 所以我坐下来并吃了。

Love (III)

George Herbert

Love bade me welcome. Yet my soul drew back Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked any thing.

A guest, I answered, worthy to be here: Love said, You shall be he. I the unkind, ungrateful? Ah my dear, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I?

Truth Lord, but I have marred them: let my shame Go where it doth deserve. And know you not, says Love, who bore the blame? My dear, then I will serve. You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat: So I did sit and eat.