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26.He came and sat by my side but I woke not.
26.他来坐在我的身边，而我没有醒起。
What a cursed sleep it was, O miserable me!
多么可恨的睡眠，唉，不幸的我呵！
He came when the night was still; he had his harp in his hands, and my dreams became resonant with its melodies.
他在静夜中来到；手里拿着琴，我的梦魂和他的音乐起了共鸣。
Alas, why are my nights all thus lost?
唉，为什么每夜就这样地虚度了？
Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
呵，他的气息接触了我的睡眠，为什么我总看不见他的面？
