Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!
【释义】贤能的人,一定会把天下的事务当作自己的责任。
Time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
在每一行诗中,都有我生命的一部分,是我向世界献上的一片自我。
The study of language is ultimately the study of the human mind.