The Coming Wisdom of Time

-Yeats

Though leaves are many, the root is one;

Through all the lying days of my youth

I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;

Now I may wither into the truth

随时间而来的智慧

-叶芝

秋叶繁多 根只有一条

在我青春说谎的日子里

我在阳光下招摇

现在 我萎缩成真理

这是翟永明在二十四城记里面放的一段叶芝的诗。相比之下，网路上查找得到的另一个版本翻译就显得笨拙极了 ：

穿过我青春的所有说谎的日子/

我在阳光下抖落我的枝叶和花朵/

现在我可以枯萎而进入真理

附一个 when you are old -Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,

And nodding by the fire, take down this book,

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,

And loved your beauty with love false or true,

But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars

Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled

And paced upon the mountains overhead

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars

which one do you like the most~~~~