Gee Gordon Byron
So well go no ore a-rovg.
So te to the night,
Though the heart be still as lovg,
And the ooill as bright.
For the sword ouears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart t pae to breathe,
And Love itself have rest.
Though the night was ade for lovg,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet well go no ore a-rovg
By the light of the oon.
我们将不再游逛，
沐浴着灿烂的月色。
Yet well go no ore a-rovg
By the light of the oon.