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. 多少人爱你年轻欢畅的时候 出于假意或真心地爱慕你的美貌 只有一个人爱你那朝圣者的灵魂 爱你老去的容颜的痛苦的皱纹 摘自:威廉·巴特勒·叶芝 《当你老了》