the dew shall weep thy fall to-night; 今宵的露珠儿将为你的消逝而落泪; for thou must die. 因为你必须离去。 sweet rose,whose hue angry and brave, 美丽的玫瑰，色泽红润艳丽， bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, 令匆匆而过的人拭目而视， thy root is ever in its grave, 你的根永远扎在坟墓里， and thou must die. 而你必须消逝。 sweet spring,full of sweet days and roses, 美妙的春天，充满..