Get up, get up for shame, the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.

Get up, get up for shame, the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.

起来吧，起来吧，羞愧吧，那盛开的晨曦在她的翅膀上呈现出未剪去的上帝。

-- Robert Herrick 罗伯特·赫里克