When You are Old

When You are Old

W.B. Yeats

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 changed 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.


执著一生，永不言弃的誓言！
看一次，就感动一次。
有时候，会禁不住灰色的想：如果Maud Gonne嫁给了叶芝，还会不会有这么深情的诗篇？

[流浪的太阳]

嫁给他肯定没有了。可能维持几年。诗人都是爱寻新欢。YIZHI也这样吧？哈哈
退休后我想专评你的诗去。看看有多少次的爱。

[壹枝]

哈哈，2哥的回答堪称完美！！

[2ndglance]

问得好，可能没有深情的诗篇，大概会有深情的体贴。。。
诗篇的深情往往是在得不到的时候。。：）））