How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face
多少人爱过你青春的片影，
爱过你的容貌，以虚伪或是真情
惟独一人爱你那朝圣的心
爱你哀戚的脸上岁月的留痕