一朝蝉蜕余躯壳，魂魄悠悠归碧落。
低首烟寰应自羞，几年为此皮囊缚。
注：Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside,
And naked on the Air of Heaven ride,
Were't not a Shame — were't not a Shame for him
In this clay carcase crippled to abide?
And naked on the Air of Heaven ride,
Were't not a Shame — were't not a Shame for him
In this clay carcase crippled to abide?
