问下这诗的翻译~~谢谢```one world is too often profaned for me to prof

问下这诗的翻译~~谢谢```
one world is too often profaned for me to profance it.
one thee to disdain it .
one hope is too like despair ,
for prudence to smother
and pity from thee more dear .
than that from another
i can not give what me call love
but wilt thou accept not
the worship the hear lifts above
and the heavens reject not .
and the desire of the moth for the satr .
of the wight for the morrow ,.
the devotion to something afar from the sphere of our sorrow..