Joseph Campbell - The Old Woman 汉译

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  In a holy place, 

So is the beauty 

  Of an aged face. 

As the spent radiance        

  Of the winter sun, 

So is a woman 

  With her travail done. 

Her brood gone from her, 

  And her thoughts as still        

As the waters 

  Under a ruined mill.