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我——疯简和主教把我带到那棵枯萎的橡树那里,午夜钟声敲响,(所有人都在坟墓里找到了安全。)可能会诅咒他的头因为我亲爱的杰克死了。他说得最少的是花花公子:一个结实的人,一个花花公子。他也不是主教,当他的禁令驱逐杰克的工匠,(所有找到安全的坟墓。)连教区牧师都不如,可是他手里拿着一本旧书,大声说我们活得像畜生和畜生:结实的人和花心的人。上帝知道,主教的皮肤皱得像鹅脚,(所有人都在坟墓里找到了安全。)他也不能隐藏在神圣的黑色,苍鹭在他的背上驼背,但一棵白桦树站着我的杰克:坚实的男人和花花公子。杰克得到了我的童贞,他叫我到橡树那里去,因为他(在坟墓里)都能找到安全。游荡在黑夜中,黑夜下有栖身之处,但如果另一个人来了,我就吐槽:坚实的人和花花公子。我不在乎水手们说什么:所有那些可怕的雷石,所有那些玷污白天的暴风雨,都只能表明上帝在打哈欠; Great Europa played the fool That changed a lover for a bull. Fol de rol, fol de rol. To round that shell's elaborate whorl, Adorning every secret track With the delicate mother-of-pearl, Made the joints of Heaven crack: So never hang your heart upon A roaring, ranting journeyman. Fol de rol, fol de rol. III - CRAZY JANE ON THE DAY OF JUDGMENT 'LOVE is all Unsatisfied That cannot take the whole Body and soul'; And that is what Jane said. 'Take the sour If you take me I can scoff and lour And scold for an hour.' 'That's certainly the case,' said he. 'Naked I lay, The grass my bed; Naked and hidden away, That black day'; And that is what Jane said. 'What can be shown? What true love be? All could be known or shown If Time were but gone.' 'That's certainly the case,' said he. IV - CRAZY JANE AND JACK THE JOURNEYMAN I KNOW, although when looks meet I tremble to the bone, The more I leave the door unlatched The sooner love is gone, For love is but a skein unwound Between the dark and dawn. A lonely ghost the ghost is That to God shall come; I -- love's skein upon the ground, My body in the tomb -- Shall leap into the light lost In my mother's womb. But were I left to lie alone In an empty bed, The skein so bound us ghost to ghost When he turned his head passing on the road that night, Mine must walk when dead. V - CRAZY JANE ON GOD THAT lover of a night Came when he would, Went in the dawning light Whether I would or no; Men come, men go; All things remain in God. Banners choke the sky; Men-at-arms tread; Armoured horses neigh In the narrow pass: All things remain in God. Before their eyes a house That from childhood stood Uninhabited, ruinous, Suddenly lit up From door to top: All things remain in God. I had wild Jack for a lover; Though like a road That men pass over My body makes no moan But sings on: All things remain in God. VI - CRAZY JANE TALKS WITH THE BISHOP I MET the Bishop on the road And much said he and I. 'Those breasts are flat and fallen now, Those veins must soon be dry; Live in a heavenly mansion, Not in some foul sty.' 'Fair and foul are near of kin, And fair needs foul,' I cried. 'My friends are gone, but that's a truth Nor grave nor bed denied, Learned in bodily lowliness And in the heart's pride. 'A woman can be proud and stiff When on love intent; But Love has pitched his mansion in The place of excrement; For nothing can be sole or whole That has not been rent.' VII - CRAZY JANE GROWN OLD LOOKS AT THE DANCERS I FOUND that ivory image there Dancing with her chosen youth, But when he wound her coal-black hair As though to strangle her, no scream Or bodily movement did I dare, Eyes under eyelids did so gleam; Love is like the lion's tooth. When She, and though some said she played I said that she had danced heart's truth, Drew a knife to strike him dead, I could but leave him to his fate; For no matter what is said They had all that had their hate; Love is like the lion's tooth. Did he die or did she die? Seemed to die or died they both? God be with the times when I Cared not a thraneen for what chanced So that I had the limbs to try Such a dance as there was danced -- Love is like the lion's tooth. VIII - GIRL'S SONG I WENT out alone To sing a song or two, My fancy on a man, And you know who. Another came in sight That on a stick relied To hold himself upright; I sat and cried. And that was all my song --