We look on the past And stareaghast At the spectres wailing,pale and ghast, Ofhopes which thouand Ibeguiled To death on life's dark river The stream we gazed on then rolled by; Its waves are unreturning, But we yet stand In a lone land, Like tombs to mark the memory Ofhopes and fears,which fade and flee In the light of life's dim morning (100) 那时光以永远消亡，孩子！ 淹没，冻僵，已永远消亡！ 我们回首往事不禁惊栗， 见到的是些希望的亡灵， 我和你在生命的黑暗之河上 消磨到死的那些希望的亡灵： 苍白，凄惨，哭得哀伤。We look on the past And stare aghast At the spectres wailing, pale and ghast, Of hopes which thou and I beguiled To death on life’s dark river. The stream we gazed on then rolled by; Its waves are unreturning; But we yet stand In a lone land, Like tombs to mark the memory Of hopes and fears, which fade and flee In the light of life’s dim morning. 一 那时光以永远消亡，孩子！ 淹没，冻僵，已永远消亡！ 我们回首往事不禁惊栗， 见到的是些希望的亡灵， 我和你在生命的黑暗之河上 消磨到死的那些希望的亡灵： 苍白，凄惨，哭得哀伤。 二 (100’)