只要帮我翻这句:There is no measure in the occasion that breeds;therefore the sadness is without limit.
下面是上下文:
CONRADE : What the good-year, my lord! why are you thus out of measure sad?
DON JOHN : There is no measure in the occasion that breeds;therefore the sadness is without limit.
CONRADE : You should hear reason.
DON JOHN : And when I have heard it, what blessing brings it?
CONRADE : If not a present remedy, at least a patient sufferance.
下面是上下文:
CONRADE : What the good-year, my lord! why are you thus out of measure sad?
DON JOHN : There is no measure in the occasion that breeds;therefore the sadness is without limit.
CONRADE : You should hear reason.
DON JOHN : And when I have heard it, what blessing brings it?
CONRADE : If not a present remedy, at least a patient sufferance.
