WHEN YOU ARE OLD
William butler yeats
When you are old and gray ana full of sleep;
And nodding by the fire, take down this book;
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look;
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace;
And loved your beauty with love flase or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you;
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars;
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled;
And paced upon the mountains overhead;
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
当你老了
〖爱尔兰〗叶芝
当你老了，两鬓斑白，睡意沉沉
在炉前打盹，取出这本诗集
慢慢吟诵，梦忆起往昔你的双眼
柔情脉脉，眼波中倒影深深
多少人爱过你妩媚风韵的时光
爱慕你的美貌，或假意或真心
惟有一人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂
爱你渐衰的容颜上愁苦的风霜
俯身低首，炉火温暖明亮
你凄然低诉，爱情怎样消逝
在群山之上缓踱着步子
在繁星后隐藏了脸庞
