唐·杜牧《赠别二首·其二》

多情却似总无情，
唯觉樽前笑不成。
蜡烛有心还惜别，
替人垂泪到天明。

Parting

Deep, deep our love, too deep to show.
Deep, deep we drink; silent we grow.
The candle grieves to see us part:
It melts in tears with burnt-out heart.