有的人想过再做，

We that have done and thought,

有的人做过再想，

That have thought and done,

但都会像泼洒在石板上的牛奶，

Must ramble,and thin out

消散之前四处流淌。

Like milk spilt on a stone.

尽管雄壮的歌声不再唱响，

Though the great songs return no more

我们却怀着诚挚的喜悦面对眼前的景象：

There' keen delight in what we have:

大潮正在退去，

The rattle of pebbles on the shore

海滩里波涛夹裹着卵石哗哗碰撞。

Under the receding wave.