现在，我请你告诉我，爱是什么?快乐和悔恨就住在这泉水和井里;也许，它是钟声敲响的钟声，把所有人送入天堂或地狱;我听说，这就是爱。然而，我请你说，爱是什么?这是一部假日之作，这是十二月与五月的交相辉映，当活力充沛的血液在新鲜的array中听到十个月后的戏剧;正如我听到的，这就是爱。然而，什么是爱，好牧人，圣人?这是阳光和雨水的混合，这是牙痛或类似的疼痛，这是一场没有收获的游戏;姑娘说不，却很乐意; And this is Love, as I hear sain. Yet, shepherd, what is Love, I pray? It is a yes, it is a nay, A pretty kind of sporting fray, It is a thing will soon away. Then, nymphs, take vantage while ye may; And this is Love, as I hear say. Yet what is Love, good shepherd, show? A thing that creeps, it cannot go, A prize that passeth to and fro, A thing for one, a thing for moe, And he that proves shall find it so; And shepherd, this is Love, I trow.