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Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
鏡子會向你昭示衰減的風(fēng)韻，
Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;
日幕會向你指出飛逝的青春，
The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
這空白冊頁留有你心靈的軌跡，
And of this book this learning mayst thou taste.
你會從中細(xì)味妙諦相伴的人生。
The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
鏡里的皺紋絲絲，可數(shù)可辨，
Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
讓你時時記得開口的墓門。
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know
憑借日晷你心知星橫斗轉(zhuǎn)，
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
世間的腳步正蹣跚地走向永恒。
Look, what thy memory can not contain
看，凡不能長駐你頭腦的東西，
Commit to these waste blanks, and thou shalt find
都可以在這些空白的紙上留存。
Those children nursed, deliver'd from thy brain,
你會看到你頭腦哺育出的兒女，
To take a new acquaintance of thy mind.
又再次魂交你自已的心靈。
These offices, so oft as thou wilt look,
你若能常對明鏡看日晷、寫心聲，
Shall profit thee and much enrich thy book.
自會受益匪淺，這手冊也價值倍增。
