听着，美人，我们在这里是怎样对你的痛苦又笑又唱;不是出于对你的怨恨，而是因为我喜欢你，尽管你在悲伤中。2看!束缚你的东西，你都束缚在这里;牢狱是你的囚犯。你的管家何其尊贵!他捆住你的手，你却拴住你的心。3把皮肤磨得如此光滑的轮子，内在也是如此; But, blest to kisse so fayre an arme, Haste to be happy with that harme; IV. And play about thy wanton wrist, As if in them thou so wert drest; But if too rough, too hard they presse, Oh, they but closely, closely kisse. V. And as thy bare feet blesse the way, The people doe not mock, but pray, And call thee, as amas'd they run Instead of prostitute, a nun. VI. The merry torch burnes with desire To kindle the eternall fire, And lightly daunces in thine eyes To tunes of epithalamies. VII. The sheet's ty'd ever to thy wast, How thankfull to be so imbrac't! And see! thy very very bonds Are bound to thee, to binde such hands.