So We'll Go No More A-Roving

---George Gordon, Lord Byron

So we'll go no more a-roving

So late into the night,

Though the heart still be as loving,

And the moon still be as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,

And the soul outwears the breast,

And the heart must pause to breathe,

And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,

And the day returns too soon,

Yet we'll go no more a-roving

By the light of the moon.

这首诗是《穆斯林的葬礼》中，严老师弥留之际让学生楚雁潮诵读的。我觉得和苏轼的这首《江城子》意境多少有些相像，只不过对象和事件不同而已。用各自的语言表达类似的不舍之情，情真意切。如果换做其他语言翻译，将使作品失色许多了。