Chapter 17 I'm going to be silent

I'm going to be silent I'm going to be silent!However, if the string Can times me when I'm sad with low-pitched singing; If there are young men and women who listen to me silently Have lamented my love's long agony; If you yourself, while being deeply moved, can quietly whisper my mournful verse, And love the passionate words of my heart... If you love me... oh dear friend, Please allow me to use the holy name of the infatuated and resentful woman Fill the last piece of the harp with tenderness! ... So, when the dream of death covers my eternal sleep, Then you can say sadly in front of my urn:

"I loved him, I inspired him, Made him have his last love, his last song. " 1821 Translated by Ge Baoquan