当你老了.叶芝

                                       当你老了，头发花白，睡思昏沉，
                                       坐在炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌，
                                       慢慢翻读，你会回想你年轻时
                                       柔和的眼神和它们波光里的深情.

                                       多少人爱慕你年轻时优雅的风姿

爱慕你的美貌、假意或真心，
                                        只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂，
                                       爱你 容颜渐改老去时的忧伤.

                                       
                                        低头蜷坐在闪烁的炉火旁
                                        轻诉着爱的逃离,                                       
                                        它在头顶的山上缓缓踱步，
                                        它 在群星中间隐藏了脸庞。