RORO。

Sullen were we in the air made sweet by the Sun;

  in the glory of his shining our hearts poured

  a bitter smoke. Sullen were we begun;

sullen we lie forever in this ditch.  

我们在被阳光照得欢快的温和空气里时，心里生着闷气，郁郁不乐：如今我们在黑泥里烦恼。

——The Inferno