The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan.
新酒悲哀,葡萄树衰残;心中欢乐的俱都叹息。
还乡
Eustacia arose, and walked beside him in the direction signified, brushing her way over the damping heath and fern, and followed by the strains of the merrymakers, who still kept up the dance.