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O woman, you are not merely the handiwork of God, but also of men; these are ever endowing you with beauty from their hearts.

Poets are weaving for you a web with threads of golden imagery; painters are giving your form ever new immortality.

The sea gives its pearls, the mines their gold, the summer gardens their flowers to deck you, to cover you, to make you more precious.

The desire of men's hearts has shed its glory over your youth.

You are one half woman and one half dream.

哦，女人，你不仅是神的手工艺品，而且是人的；他们常常从心里用美来打扮你。

诗人用闪光的意象为你织网，画家给你的身形以常新的不朽。

大海献上珍珠，金矿献上金子，夏日的花园献上花朵来装扮你，覆盖你，使你更加珍贵。

人类心中的愿望，已经在你的青春上洒上光荣……

你一半是女人，一半是幻梦。