By blood a king, in heart a clown.

  • -- Alfred, Lord Tennyson 阿尔弗雷德,丁尼生勋爵

以血为王,心为小丑。

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His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.

他的心就像一棵敏感的植物,在阳光下会开放一会儿,但只要轻轻一碰手指,或者轻轻一吹风,它就会卷曲收缩。

For poetry there exists neither large countries nor small. Its domain is in the heart of all men.

诗歌既不存在大国,也不存在小国。它的领域在所有人的心中。