切莫告诉你的爱情，
爱情是永远不可以告诉的，
因为她像微风一样，
不做声不做气的吹着。
我曾经把我的爱情告诉而又告诉，
我把一切都披肝沥胆地告诉爱人了，
打着寒颤，耸头发的告诉，
然而她终于离我去了。
她离我去了，
不多时一个过客来了。
不做声不做气地，只微叹一声，
便把她带去了。
LOVE'S SECRET
William Blake (1757-1827)
Never seek to tell thy love，
Love that never told can be；
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently， invisibly.
I told my love， I told my love，
I told her all my heart，
Trembling， cold， in ghastly fears.
Ah! she did depart!
Soon after she was gone from me，
A traveller came by，
Silently， invisibly：
He took her with a sigh.