The Rose of the World
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尘世玫瑰
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| Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream? |
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谁梦见美如梦而逝？ |
| For these red lips, with all their mournful pride, |
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这些红艳的唇，满含哀叹的骄傲， |
| Mournful that no new wonder may betide, |
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哀叹再无可期待的奇迹—— |
| Troy passed away in one high funeral gleam, |
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特洛伊在冲天葬火中焚毁， |
| And Usna's children died. |
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尤斯纳之子尽数死去。 |
| We and the labouring world are passing by： |
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我们与这辛劳的世界一起 |
| Amid men's souls, that waver and give place |
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在人类的灵魂间掠过，那些灵魂 |
| Like the pale waters in their wintry race, |
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如冬日里苍冷的河川奔腾， |
| Under the passing stars, foam of the sky, |
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在泡沫般流逝的星空底下 |
| Lives on this lonely face. |
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这孤独的面容永生。 |
| Bow down, archangels, in your dim abode： |
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鞠躬吧，众天使，从你们晦暗的住所： |
| Before you were, or any hearts to beat, |
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在你们受造之前，或任何心脏跳动之前， |
| Weary and kind one lingered by His seat; |
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那疲倦而善良的人徘徊在神座下； |
| He made the world to be a grassy road |
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神造这世界成一条青草大道 |
| Before her wandering feet. |
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在她浪游的双脚前边。 |
