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To Tirzah
給得撒
Whate'er is born of mortal birth
無論是什么誕生于肉身，
Must be consumed with the earth,
就必然被塵世消磨殆盡，
To rise from generation free:
為了要擺脫傳宗接代的羈絆，
Then what have I to do with thee?
那么我與你有什么相干？
The sexes sprung from shame and pride,
兩性從羞恥與驕傲中躍起，
Blowed in the morn, in evening died;
在早晨傳播；在夜晚死去，
But mercy changed death into sleep;
但慈悲把死亡變成睡眠，
The sexes rose to work and weep.
兩性激動且哭泣。
Thou, mother of my mortal part,
你這與我血肉相連的母親，
With cruelty didst mould my heart,
用殘酷鑄造我的心。
And with false self-deceiving tears
用虛假的自欺的淚珠，
Didst blind my nostrils, eyes, and ears,
把我的鼻孔、眼睛和耳朵束縛。
Didst close my tongue in senseless clay,
用沒知覺的泥巴使我噤聲，
And me to mortal life betray.
把我出賣給必死的生命：
The death of Jesus set me free:
耶穌的死使我脫離了苦難，
Then what have I to do with thee?
那么我與你有什么相干？
