William Butler Yeats - The Moods

TIME drops in decay,  

Like a candle burnt out,  

And the mountains and woods  

Have their day, have their day;  

What one in the rout      

Of the fire-born moods,  

Has fallen away?

情绪

威廉·巴特勒·叶芝

时光腐朽滴零，

似蜡烛燃尽，

而群山和森林

正峥嵘，正峥嵘；

在这乱纷纷

火生的情绪之中

哪个已经消殒？