“Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair."
　　
So sung a little Clod of Clay
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:
　　
"Love seeketh only self to please,
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite."

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愛不求自己得滿足，
也不因己而體諒，
但卻為另個他帶來寬舒，
並在深淵的絕望裡築座天堂。
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如此吟唱的是一塊小泥
上頭滿是牛群的腳印，
但一個溪水旁的石礫
卻以此吟詩回應：
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愛只求自己的益處，
束縛他人為自己，
他人的失去是自己的幸福，
天堂的頂端倒像在地底。