标题：第十九首

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EEB第十九首心灵跟心灵也有市场和贸易，The souls Rialto hath its merchandize;在那儿我拿卷发去跟卷发交换；I barter curl for curl upon that mart,从我那诗人的前额，我收下了And from my poets forehead to my heart这一束，几根发十丝，在我心里Receive this lock which outweighs argosies, --却重过了飘洋大船。

它那带紫的乌亮，As purply black, as erst to Pindars eyes在我眼里，就象当初平达所看见的The dim purpureal tresses gloomed athwart斜披在缪斯玉额前暗紫十色十的秀发。

The nine white Muse-brows.

From this counterpart, .

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为了媲美，我猜想那月桂冠的十陰十影The bay-crowns shade, Beloved, I surmise,依然逗留在发尖－－十爱十，你看它Still lingers on thy curl, it is so black!

有多么黑！

我借轻轻的一吻，吐出Thus, with a fillet of smooth-kissing breath,温柔的气息，绾住了那十陰十影，不让它I tie the shadows safe from gliding back,溜走；又把礼品放在最妥贴的地方－－And lay the gift where nothing hindereth,我的心头，叫它就象生长在你额上，Here on my heart, as on thy brow, to lack感受着体热，直到那心儿有一天冷却。

No natural heat till mine grows cold in death.

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