翻譯：THE

THE, FLIGHT OF YOUTH
by Richard Henry Stoddard
There are gains for all our losses.

There are balms for all our pain:

But when youth, the dream, departs

It takes something from our hearts,

And it never es again.

Something beautiful is vanished,

And we sigh for it in vain;

We behold it everywhere,

On the earth, and in the air,

But it never es again!





芳华的飛逝

理查德