I know not love,' quoth he, 'nor will not know it,
Unless it be a boar, and then I chase it;
'Tis much to borrow, and I will not owe it;
My love to love is love but to disgrace it;
For I have heard it is a life in death,
That laughs and weeps, and all but with a breath.
“男当通情我难悟,
彘若有情我逐彘;
徒陷情深无回路;
情之我爱不当耻;
爱生于死我自明,
欢泣只为一丝情”