其他姑娘的微笑都无法与之媲美。
She is not fair to ouard view
As any aidens be；
Her loveless I never knew
Until she siled on .
O then I saw her eye was bright，
A well of love， a sprg of light.
But now her looks are y and ld，
To e they neer reply，
A I cease not to behold
The love-lighther eye：
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than siles of other aidens are.