戀人因心緒無常而請求寬恕

If this importunate heart trouble your peace

With words lighter than air,

Or hopes that in mere hoping flicker and cease;

Crumple the rose in your hair;

假如這糾纏的心用輕于空氣的言語，

或那忽閃忽滅，僅僅隻

希望的希望，攪擾你的甯靜安居，

就揉皺你頭發裡的玫瑰，

And cover your lips with odoroustwilight and say,

“O Hearts of wind-blown flame!

O Winds, older than changing of night and day,

That murmuring and longing came

From marble cities loud with tabors of old

In dove-grey faery lands;

用馥郁的暮色掩住你的雙唇，說：

“呵，風吹烈焰的衆心！

呵，比晝夜的更替更古老的風，

喃喃低語着帶着渴望來自

鴿灰色的仙境中那喧響着古代手鼓聲，

大理石築成的衆城的風；

From battle-banners, fold upon purple fold,

Queens wrought with glimmering hands;

That saw young Niamh hover with love-lorn face

Above the wandering tide;

來自王後們用光澤晶瑩的雙手制成，

猩紅褶皺層疊的戰旗的風；

看見過年輕的尼娅芙面帶相思之苦，

翺翔在徘徊的浪潮之上的風；

And lingered in the hidden desolate place

Where the last Phoenix died,

And wrapped the flames above his holy head;

And still murmur and long:

曾經盤桓在最後的不死鳥就死之處，

那隐蔽而荒涼的地方，

把火焰圍裹在它神聖的頭顱上的風；

如今依然低語和渴望

O piteous Hearts, changing till change be dead

In a tumultuous song”:

And cover the pale blossoms of your breast

With your dim heavy hair,

And trouble with a sigh for all things longing for rest

The odoroustwilight there.

呵，可憐的衆心，不斷變更，直到變更

死亡在一曲喧鬧的歌裡——的風”：

用你朦胧而沉重的長發覆蓋起

你酥胸的淡白花朵，

用一聲為了渴望休息的萬物的歎息

攪擾那裡的馥郁的暮色。