Sorrow was all my soul; I scarce believed, Till grief did tell me roundly, that I lived.

Sorrow was all my soul; I scarce believed, Till grief did tell me roundly, that I lived.

我的整个灵魂都是悲伤;我几乎不相信我还活着，直到悲伤彻底地告诉我。

-- George Herbert 乔治·赫伯特