一首美丽的小诗，让我们在困境中成长，长成更有爱心的人。

hints:
dread
Admirer
sublime

p.s.
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标题与作者请不要听写，从正文开始^^
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well. That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least. We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly all day. Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time.
仰望群星的时分，我一清二楚， 尽管它们关怀备至，我亦有可能赴地府， 可是尘世间我们丝毫不必畏惧 人类或禽兽的那份冷漠。 倘若群星燃烧着关怀我们的激情， 我们却无法回报，我们作何感想？ 倘若无法产生同样的感情， 让我成为更有爱心的人。 尽管我自视为群星的崇拜者， 它们满不在乎， 现在我看群星，我却难以启齿， 说我成天思念一颗星星。 倘若所有的星星消失或者消亡， 我应该学会仰望空荡的天空， 同时感受天空一片漆黑的崇高， 虽然这样可能要花费一点时间。