You'll love me yet! —and I can tarry

你总有一天将爱我，我能等

your love's protracted growing:

你的爱情慢慢地生长；

June reared that bunch of flowers you carry,

像你手里的这把花，经历了

From seeds of April's sowing.

四月的播种和六月的滋养。

I plant a heartful now: some seed

今天我播下满怀的种子，

At least is sure to strike,

至少有几颗会扎下根；

And yield—what you'll not pluck indeed,

结出的果尽管你不肯采摘，

Not love, but, may be, like.

尽管不是爱，也不会差几分。

You'll look at least on love's remains,

你至少会看一眼爱的遗迹——

A grave's one violet:

我坟前的一朵紫罗兰；

Your look?—that pays a thousand pains.

你的眼前就补偿了千般苦恋，

What's death? You'll love me yet!

死有何妨？你总有爱我的一天。