| 1. | I would thou couldst ; for who would bear the whips and scorns of time , the oppressor s wrong , the proud man s contumely , the law s delay , and the quietus which his pangs might take , in the dead waste and middle of the night , when churchyards yawn in customary suits of solemn black , but that the undiscovered country from whose bourne no traveler returns , breathes forth contagion on the world , and thus the native hue of resolution , like the poor cat i the adage , is sicklied o er with care , and all the clouds that lowered o er our housetops , with this regard their currents turn awry , and lose the name of action
但愿您做得到谁愿忍受人世的鞭挞和嘲弄，压迫者的虐待，傲慢者的凌辱，法律的拖延，和痛苦可能带来的解脱，在这夜半死寂的荒凉里，墓穴洞开，礼俗的黑色丧服，一片阴森。但是那世人有去无还的冥界，正向人间喷出毒气阵阵，因此那刚毅的本色，象古语所说的那只可怜的小猫，就被烦恼蒙上了一层病容，一切压在我们屋顶上的阴云，因此改变了漂浮的方向，失去了行动的力量。那正是功德无量。 |
