When You Are Old

叶芝早年名篇，写给倾慕一生的毛德冈。设想她白发苍苍、炉边读诗，追忆众人爱她青春容颜，唯有诗人爱她朝圣者的灵魂。语调温柔而怅惘，时光与深情尽在字句之间。

When you are old and grey and 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 false 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.