Richard Lovelace - To Althea from Prison 汉译

When Love with unconfined wings

Hovers within my gates,

And my divine Althea brings

To whisper at the grates;

When I lie tangled in her hair

And fettered to her eye,

The birds that wanton in the air

Know no such liberty.

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When flowing cups run swiftly round,

With no allaying <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Thames,

Our careless heads with roses bound,

Our hearts with loyal flames;

When thirsty grief in wine we steep,

When healths and draughts go free,

Fishes， that tipple in the deep,

Know no such liberty.