让我死亡、消失，
我也决不伸手
去要你未盛满的酒杯，
或者那未曾祈福的碗盏。
they say the jackal and the mole
drink from the selfsame stream
le and the vulture
dig their beaks into the same carcass,
and are at peace, one .
o love, er and my thirst
to dignity and pride,
let not the strong in me and the constant
eat the bread or drink the pt my e rather starve,
and let my heart parch e die and perish,
ere i stretch my hand
to a cup you did not fill,
or a bowl you did not bless.
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