so he shall never know how I love him:and that,not because he's handsome,but because he's more than I am.Whatever our souls are made of,his and mine are the same;and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lighting,or frost from fire.
他永远不知道我多么爱他,并不是因为他长的英俊,而是因为他比我更像我自己。不管我们的灵魂是什么做的,他的和我的是完全一样的。而林惇德灵魂就如月光和闪电,或者霜和火,完全不同