For where is she so fair whose unear' d womb
Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?
Or who is he so fond will be the tomb
Of hia self-love, to stop posterity?
女人哪会如此娴静，
去拒绝你开垦她的处女之身？
男人哪有这么愚笨，
断绝血脉甘做自己的坟墓？