When his darling sons Hurled headlong to partake with us, shall curse Their frail original, and faded bliss, Faded so soon.

When his darling sons Hurled headlong to partake with us, shall curse Their frail original, and faded bliss, Faded so soon.

当他的宝贝儿子们头也不回地投入我们的怀抱时，他们将诅咒他们那脆弱的祖先，那已消逝的幸福，那么快就消逝了。

-- John Milton 约翰·米尔顿