And how sweet thy be,
Beneath roses' never-resting eyelids,
On a tranquil dream to feed,
with garland of heavenly build on your alabaster forehand.
Surely the venereal body does age,
It does die out,so does it cease to be.
Albeit,my very dear poet,having dead,thy cometh to be the Hesperus of the Latium land,its light never to fade away,nor be eclipsed by none.
你若星辰,星光未灭,且透过光热投至世代的眼前。
约翰.济慈先生。