land of nod

When you are old and gray and full of sleep

And nodding by the fire, take down this book,

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

当你老了，头白了，睡思昏沉，

炉火旁打盹，请取下这部诗歌，

慢慢读，回想你过去眼神的柔和，

回想它们过去的浓重的阴影；