That She Would Dishevel Her Hair

请她让她的金发散乱

Amarantba, sweet and fair,

美丽可爱的阿玛莲莎，

Ah, braid no more that shining hair:

别再编你光亮的金发吧!

As my curious hand or eye

既然我好奇的手和眼

Hovering round thee, let it 11y!

围着你打转，请任其飘散!

Let it fly as unconfined

任其无拘无束地飘扬，

As its calm ravisher the wind?

像被其迷住的和风那样;

Who hath left his darling East

它已离开心爱的东面，

To wanton o’er that spicy nest.

来这香喷喷的窝上游玩。

Every tress must be contest,

每绺金发须展现出来，

But neatly tangled at the best;

但是得绝美地绞在一块;

Like a clue of golden thread

就像金色的线一大团，

Most excellently revelled.

虽然有点乱却妙得非凡‘

Do not, then，wind up that light

所以，可别用缎带束起

In ribands, and o’ercloud in night，

那光明笼进夜的乌云里，

Like the Sun in’s early ray;

就像凌晨太阳的光线;

But shake your head, and scatter day!

请把头一甩，撒出个白天!