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I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion dwell Without some stir of heart, some malady; They could not sit at meals but feel how well It soothed each to be the other by; They could not, sure, beneath the same roof sleep But to each other dream, and nightly weep. II. With every morn their love grew tenderer, With every eve deeper and tenderer still; He might not in house, field, or garden stir, But her full shape would all his seeing fill; And his continual voice was pleasanter To her, than noise of trees or hidden rill; Her lute-string gave an echo of his name, She spoilt her half-done broidery with the same. III. He knew whose gentle hand was at the latch Before the door had given her to his eyes; And from her chamber-window he would catch Her beauty farther than the falcon spies; And constant as her vespers would he watch, Because her face was turn'd to the same skies; And with sick longing all the night outwear, To hear her morning-step upon the stair. IV. A whole long month of May in this sad plight Made their cheeks paler by the break of June: "To-morrow will I bow to my delight, "To-morrow will I ask my lady's boon."- "O may I never see another night, "Lorenzo, if thy lips breathe not love's tune."- So spake they to their pillows; but, alas, Honeyless days and days did he let pass; V. Until sweet Isabella's untouch'd cheek Fell sick within the rose's just domain, Fell thin as a young mother's, who doth seek By every lull to cool her infant's pain: "How ill she is," said he, "I may not speak, "And yet I will, and tell my love all plain: "If looks speak love-laws, I will drink her tears, "And at the least 'twill startle off her cares." VI. So said he one fair morning, and all day His heart beat awfully against his side; And to his heart he inwardly did pray For power to speak; but still the ruddy tide Stifled his voice, and puls'd resolve away- Fever'd his high conceit of such a bride, Yet brought him to the meekness of a child: Alas! when passion is both meek and wild! VII. So once more he had wak'd and anguished A dreary night of love and misery, If Isabel's quick eye had not been wed To every symbol on his forehead high; She saw it waxing very pale and dead, And straight all flush'd; so, lisped tenderly, "Lorenzo!"- here she ceas'd her timid quest, But in her tone and look he read the rest. VIII. "O Isabella, I can half perceive "That I may speak my grief into thine ear; "If thou didst ever anything believe, "Believe how I love thee, believe how near "My soul is to its doom: I would not grieve "Thy hand by unwelcome pressing, would not fear "Thine eyes by gazing; but I cannot live "Another night, and not my passion shrive. IX. "Love! thou art leading me from wintry cold, "Lady! thou leadest me to summer clime, "And I must taste the blossoms that unfold "In its ripe warmth this gracious morning time." So said, his erewhile timid lips grew bold, And poesied with hers in dewy rhyme: Great bliss was with them, and great happiness Grew, like a lusty flower in June's caress. X. Parting they seem'd to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close, and share The inward fragrance of each other's heart. She, to her chamber gone, a ditty fair Sang, of delicious love and honey'd dart; He with light steps went up a western hill, And bade the sun farewell, and joy'd his fill. XI. All close they met again, before the dusk Had taken from the stars its pleasant veil, All close they met, all eves, before the dusk Had taken from the stars its pleasant veil, Close in a bower of hyacinth and musk, Unknown of any, free from whispering tale. Ah! better had it been for ever so, Than idle ears should pleasure in their woe. XII. Were they unhappy then?- It cannot be- Too many tears for lovers have been shed, Too many sighs give we to them in fee, Too much of pity after they are dead, Too many doleful stories do we see, Whose matter in bright gold were best be read; Except in such a page where Theseus' spouse Over the pathless waves towards him bows. XIII. But, for the general award of love, The little sweet doth kill much bitterness; Though Dido silent is in under-grove, And Isabella's was a great distress, Though young Lorenzo in warm Indian clove Was not embalm'd, this truth is not the less Even bees, the little almsmen of spring-bowers, Know there is richest juice in poison-flowers. XIV. With her two brothers this fair lady dwelt, Enriched from ancestral merchandize, And for them many a weary hand did swelt In torched mines and noisy factories, And many once proud-quiver'd loins did melt In blood from stinging whip;- with hollow eyes Many all day in dazzling river stood, To take the rich-ored driftings of the flood. XV. For them the Ceylon diver held his breath, And went all naked to the hungry shark; For them his ears gush'd blood; for them in death The seal on the cold ice with piteous bark Lay full of darts; for them alone did seethe A thousand men in troubles wide and dark: Half-ignorant, they turn'd an easy wheel, That set sharp racks at work, to pinch and peel. XVI. Why were they proud? Because their marble founts Gush'd with more pride than do a wretch's tears?- Why were they proud? Because fair orange-mounts Were of more soft ascent than lazar stairs?- Why were they proud? Because red-lin'd accounts Were richer than the songs of Grecian years?- Why were they proud? again we ask aloud, Why in the name of Glory were they proud? XVII. Yet were these Florentines as self-retired In hungry pride and gainful cowardice, As two close Hebrews in that land inspired, Paled in and vineyarded from beggar-spies; The hawks of ship-mast forests- the untired And pannier'd mules for ducats and old lies- Quick cat's-paws on the generous stray-away,- Great wits in Spanish, Tuscan, and Malay. 翻译相信你行的、如果你真的喜欢此诗取材薄伽丘的《十日谈》，描写少女伊莎贝拉钟情于一个贫苦的青年、后来伊莎贝拉的哥哥将这个青年杀死，伊莎贝拉中找到其头颅、对他伤心地哭泣。作者无情地谴责了专横而势利的伊莎贝拉的哥哥，热烈赞颂了伊莎贝拉对美好爱情的追求。作品鲜明地体现了是诗人的民主主义思想倾向。
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歌曲名:Cross That Line 歌手:Rick Ross 专辑:Port Of Miami Cross That Line - Rick Ross ft. Akon Lyric by Thankgod(AKA COR) Convict... Up Front Yeah.. Convikt Muzik Ross.. (ohhh) Triple C\'s If you ever cross that line I guarantee ya there\'ll be nothin to save ya I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga And we all for that paper Comin\' from a life of crime Tryna be on my best behavior You see my rep\'s gettin\' bigger but still that same nigga bustin\' shots at them haters But only if you cross that line(Hold up, Hold up) I was birthed in the crackhouse But what made it worse every first is a packed house Little brother knowin\' life illegal No toys just playin\' wit pipes and needles I\'m gon\' find knights and regals $5000 on the paint just so life will see ya Green cards for the free lunch Now his green cards scream larger than seats crush Big guns for the other side Nigga try me I\'ma teach his momma homicide I wanna see his momma eyes I done cried 20 years now I\'m runnin\' dry If you ever cross that line I guarantee ya there\'ll be nothin to save ya I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga And we all for that paper Comin\' from a life of crime Tryna be on my best behavior You see my rep\'s gettin\' bigger but still that same nigga bustin\' shots at them haters But only if you cross that line(ohhh) Don\'t cross that line Hopin\' that you don\'t cross that line Don\'t cross that line Baby don\'t cross that line When I\'m low on funds, I\'ma load up guns Slap ya in the head I\'ma open one African in bed, she just hope I\'m done See the voodoo priest then the coke gon\' come Open up a drum, I\'m eatin\' Oprah crumbs Got poor credit, got whore debit Walk in the 40-40 I\'ma score, bet it Four tennis chains hoe, I\'m progetic But the 4 pellets will getcha prosthetics If you don\'t get it, just don\'t let it A life setence is a life sentence All my homies got \'em, they just like business If you ever cross that line I guarantee ya there\'ll be nothin to save ya I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga And we all for that paper Comin\' from a life of crime Tryna be on my best behavior You see my rep\'s gettin\' bigger but still that same nigga bustin\' shots at them haters But only if you cross that line(ohhh) Don\'t cross that line Hopin\' that you don\'t cross that line Don\'t cross that line Baby don\'t cross that line Don\'t push me nigga, I ain\'t pussy nigga You \"would be\" killas, that is \"could be\" nigga The last minute of your last breath I\'m the last entrance right before your last step Shot a, Block papa, my block gotta Cross the line - pay the fine (Ross) Cop dollas The motto - you\'re age, creed, or color nigga Can\'t cut it stay choppin\' through the butter nigga Critics wonder will I last long Even though I showed my ass on my last song I gets my mash on(Ross), no mask on(Ross) Cross Ross baby it\'ll be a sad song If you ever cross that line I guarantee ya there\'ll be nothin to save ya I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga And we all for that paper Comin\' from a life of crime Tryna be on my best behavior You see my rep\'s gettin\' bigger but still that same nigga bustin\' shots at them haters But only if you cross that line(ohhh) Don\'t cross that line Hopin\' that you don\'t cross that line Don\'t cross that line Baby don\'t cross that line Lyric by Thankgod(AKA COR) http://music.baidu.com/song/402737
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