Poppy, nor the juice of mandragora, nor all the sleeping potions in the world, could ever again restore to him that sweet rest which he had enjoyed but yesterday.

罂粟花，曼陀罗汁液， 世界上所有安药，都无法让他恢复昨日刚刚享受蜜睡。

In a hundred hours she had come to possess all the world's dark magic; the blinding belladonna, the caffein converting physical into nervous energy, the mandragora that imposes harmony.

在一百个小时里，她已经拥有了世界上所有黑暗魔法。令人眼花缭乱颠茄，将身体转化为神经能量咖啡因，强加和谐曼德拉戈拉。