Hartley Coleridge - Song 汉译

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  As many maidens be,

Her loveliness I never knew

  Until she smiled on me;

O, then I saw her eye was bright,

A well of love, a spring of light!

But now her looks are coy and cold,

To mine they ne’er reply,

And yet I cease not to behold

  The love-light in her eye:

Her very frowns are fairer far

Than smiles of other maidens are.