What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind
曾是如此般闪耀着生命的辉煌,
现却永恒地消失在视线的尽头,
纵使那逝去的时光不可能复返,
记忆里的绿草青青,繁花似锦,
我们不再悲伤,而是重新寻回,
在记忆中如此坚强的勇气力量。