麻烦把下面的英语翻译成汉语谢谢

麻烦把下面的英语翻译成汉语谢谢In the night fast passing now,The moon roves to be too bright.The oor crows aren't used to it.They have had a restless night.The dri-drops of the time-iece--Points to the small hours of morn.O'er the well,the ulley squeaks,As water is being drawn.Her eyes,open,roll about.Of sleep,she has not got a wink.Cold and wet is the pillow,Into which many tears sink.Her fingers are interlaced--In agony and despair.Shadows flit o'er her temples,As frosty winds blow her hair.From the pain which torments her,She can't find any relief.His words uttered at parting--Echo in her heart with grief.The pole star appears aslant,At the arrival of day,Cockcrows grow more widespread,As he gets farther away.