你是他们的总和，占有了我的心。
Thy boso is endeared with all hearts，
Which I by ckg have supposed dead；
And there reigns Love and all Loves lovg parts，
And all those friends which I thought buried.
How any a holy and obsequio tear
Hath dear religio love stoln fro e eye，
As terest of the dead， whioear
But thgs reovd that hiddenthee lie！
Thou art the grave where buried love doth live，
Hung with the trophies of y lone，
Who all their parts ofto thee did give，
That due of any now is the alone：
Their iages I lovd， I viewthee，
And thou， all they， hast all the all of .