When You Are Old

William Butler Yeats

葉芝名篇欣賞《當(dāng)你老了》。時(shí)間就像沙漏，慢慢的遺失，當(dāng)青春不在，回憶過(guò)去的日子，是何種情感?

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.

當(dāng)你老了

威廉·巴特勒·葉芝

冰心譯

當(dāng)你老了，頭發(fā)花白，睡意沉沉，

倦坐在爐邊，取下這本書(shū)來(lái)，

慢慢讀著，追夢(mèng)當(dāng)年的眼神

那柔美的神采與深幽的暈影。

多少人愛(ài)過(guò)你青春的片影，

愛(ài)過(guò)你的美貌，以虛偽或是真情，

惟獨(dú)一人愛(ài)你那朝圣者的心，

愛(ài)你哀戚的臉上歲月的留痕。

在爐柵邊，你彎下了腰，

低語(yǔ)著，帶著淺淺的傷感，

愛(ài)情是怎樣逝去，又怎樣步上群山，

怎樣在繁星之間藏住了臉。