最浪漫的8首外国情诗(3)

　　【How Do I Love Thou】

　　Elizabeth Barrett Browning(1806-1861)

　　How do I love thou?

　　Let me count the ways.

　　I love thou to the depth,

　　and breadth and height

　　My soul can reach,

　　When feeling out of sight

　　For the ends

　　of Being and Ideal Grace.

　　I love thou，

　　to the level of every day’s

　　Most quiet need,

　　by sun and candlelight.

　　I love thou freely,

　　as man strive for Right;

　　I love thou purely,

　　as they turn from Praise.

　　I love thou

　　with the passion put to use.

　　In my old grief,

　　and with my childhood’s faith.

　　I love thou

　　with a love I seemed to lose

　　With my lost saints,

　　I love thee with the breath,

　　Smiles, tears, of all my life—and,

　　if God choose,

　　I shall but love thou better after death.

　　《当你老了》威廉·巴特勒·叶芝(爱尔兰)

　　当你老了，头白了，睡意昏沉，

　　炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌，

　　慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和，

　　回想它们昔日浓重的阴影;

　　多少人爱你青春欢畅的时辰，

　　爱慕你的美丽，假意或真心，

　　只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂，

　　爱你衰老了的脸上痛苦的皱纹;

　　垂下头来，在红光闪耀的炉子旁，

　　凄然地轻轻诉说那爱情的消逝，

　　在头顶的山上它缓缓踱着步子，

　　在一群星星中间隐藏着脸庞。

　　【When You are Old】

　　William Butler Yeats(1865-1939)

　　When you are old and gray,

　　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