恋人因心绪无常而请求宽恕

有人曾说，恋人间的信任是最重要的，往往因为一个眼神，一句话，一个表情，敏感的恋人误会了。炽热的爱情马上陷入尴尬境地。但是，那是因为彼此太珍惜，不想失去对方，所以才会妄加猜测。不知对方真诚的道歉，能否让你怒气全消呢?

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;

假如这纠缠的心用轻于空气的言语，

或那忽闪忽灭，仅仅只

希望的希望，搅扰你的宁静安居，

就揉皱你头发里的玫瑰，

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双唇，说：

“呵，风吹烈焰的众心!

呵，比昼夜的更替更古老的风，

喃喃低语着带着渴望来自

鸽灰色的仙境中那喧响着古代手鼓声，

大理石筑成的众城的风;

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;

来自王后们用光泽晶莹的双手制成，

猩红褶皱层叠的战旗的风;

看见过年轻的尼娅芙面带相思之苦，

翱翔在徘徊的浪潮之上的风;

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:

曾经盘桓在最后的不死鸟就死之处，

那隐蔽而荒凉的地方，

把火焰围裹在它神圣的头颅上的风;

如今依然低语和渴望

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，可怜的众心，不断变更，直到变更

死亡在一曲喧闹的歌里——的风”：

用你朦胧而沉重的长发覆盖起

你酥胸的淡白花朵，

用一声为了渴望休息的万物的叹息

搅扰那里的馥郁的暮色。