哦，别跟我谈论故事中那些伟大的名字，

Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story;

年轻时的岁月就是我们辉煌的岁月：

The days of our youth are the days of our glory;

甜蜜的二十二岁的常春藤和桃金娘

And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty

比得上你所有的桂冠，不管它们曾经有多少。

Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.

对布满皱纹的额头来说，花冠和王冠又算得了什么？

What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled?

那不过是洒上五月朝露的一朵死花。

’Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled:

不如把这一切从苍白的头上扔掉！

Then away with all such from the head that is hoary！

对于象征荣誉的花环我又有什么好在乎的呢？

What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory?

哦，美名！如果我曾从你的赞扬中得到欣喜，

O Fame! —If I e'er took delight in thy praises,

那并不仅仅是为了你夸夸其谈的辞句，

’Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases,

我是想看到心上人明亮的双眼，

Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover

她认为我并非一无是处。

She thought that I was not unworthy to love her.

主要是因为这个，我才追寻你，也只有我能发现你，

There chiefly I sought thee, there only I found thee;

她的目光是围绕着你的最美的光线；

Her glance was the best of the rays that surround thee;

如果听到我灿烂的故事，她的眼睛闪亮，

When it sparkled o'er aught that was bright in my story,

我知道那就是爱，我感觉那才是荣耀。

I knew it was love, and I felt it was glory.