在世界的谒见里，一根朴素的草叶，和阳光与夜半的星辰，坐在同一条毡褥上。

我的诗歌，也这样地和云彩与森林的音乐，在世界的心中平分席次。

但是，你这样富有的人，你的财富，在太阳的喜悦的金光和沉思的月亮的柔光这种单纯的光彩里，却占不了一分。

包罗万象的天空的祝福，没有洒在它的上面。等待死亡出现的时候，它就苍白枯萎，碎成尘土。

Do not go,my love,without asking my leave.

I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy with sleep.

I feel least I lose you when I am sleeping.

Do not go,my love,without asking my leave.

I start up and stretch my hands to touch you. I ask myself ,is it a dream?

Could I but entangle your feet with my heart and hold them fast to my breast.

Do not go,my love, without asking my leave.