片名：天使的對話
愛神太年輕，不懂得良心是什麼； 但誰不知道良心是愛情所産？
Being your slave, what should I do but tend 既然是你奴隸，我有什麼可做，
Upon the hours and times of your desire? 除了時時刻刻侍奉你的心願？
I have no precious time at all to spend, 我毫無寳貴的時間可消磨，
Nor services to do, till you require. 也無事可做，直到你有所驅遣。
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour 我不敢叱責綿綿無盡的時光，
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, 當我爲你，主人，把時辰來看守；
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour 也不敢埋怨別離是多麼殘酷，
When you have bid your servant once adieu; 在你已經把你的僕人辭退後；
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought 也不敢用妒忌的念頭去探索
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, 你究竟在哪裏，或者爲什麼忙碌，
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought 只是，像個可憐的奴隸，呆想著...
Save, where you are how happy you make those. 你所在的地方，人們會多幸福。
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; 恨我，倘若你高興；請現在就開始；
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, 現在，當舉世都起來和我作對，
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, 請趁勢爲命運助威，逼我低頭，
And do not drop in for an after-loss: 別意外地走來作事後的摧毀。
Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow, 唉，不要，當我的心已擺脱煩惱，
Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe; 來爲一個已克服的厄難作墊，
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, 不要在暴風後再來一個雨朝，
To linger out a purposed overthrow. 把那注定的浩劫的來臨拖延。
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last, 如果你要離開我，別等到最後，
When other petty griefs have done their spite 當其他的煩憂已經肆盡暴虐；
But in the onset come; so shall I taste 請一開始就來：讓我好先嚐夠
At first the very worst of fortune's might, 命運的權威應有盡有的兇惡。
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe, 於是他處之苦，而今更顯疼痛，
Compared with loss of thee will not seem so. 比起喪失你來便是無關緊要。
When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, 我眼睛閉得最緊，卻看得最明：
For all the day they view things unrespected; 它們整天只看見無味的東西；
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, 而當我入睡，夢中卻向你凝望，
And darkly bright are bright in dark directed. 幽暗的火焰，闇地裏放射幽輝。
Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, 你的影子能叫黑影放光明，
How would thy shadow's form form happy show 你影子的形狀會形成怎樣的美景，
To the clear day with thy much clearer light, 在清明的白日裏用更清明的光芒，
When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! 把閉上的眼照耀得如斯輝煌！
How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made 我的眼睛，我説，會感到多幸運
By looking on thee in the living day, 若能在光明的白日凝望你，
When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade 即使在死寂夜裏你那不完全的身影
Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! 也能對酣睡中閉著的眼透出光容！
All days are nights to see till I see thee, 日日都是黑夜 直到遇見了你，
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. 夜夜盡是白日 當好夢將你喚醒予我！
What is your substance, whereof are you made, 你的本質是什麼，用什麼造成，
That millions of strange shadows on you tend? 使得萬千個倩影都追隨著你？
Since every one hath, every one, one shade, 每人都只有一個，每人，一個影；
And you, but one, can every shadow lend. 你一人，卻能幻作千萬個影。
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit 試爲阿多尼斯寫生，他的畫像
Is poorly imitated after you; 不過是模仿你的拙劣贗品；
On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, 儘管把美容術施在海倫的面頰上，
And you in Grecian tires are painted new: 纔是你披上希臘新妝的眞容。
Speak of the spring and foison of the year; 一提起春的明媚和秋的豐饒，
The one doth shadow of your beauty show, 一個把你的綽約倩影顯示，
The other as your bounty doth appear; 另一個卻是你的慷慨寫照；
And you in every blessed shape we know. 一切天生的俊秀都蘊含著你。
In all external grace you have some part, 一切外界的嫵媚都有你的份，
But you like none, none you, for constant heart. 但誰都沒有你那顆堅貞的心。
O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head, 唉，愛把何樣的眼眸置於我腦中，
Which have no correspondence with true sight! 使我完全認不清眞正的景象？
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled, 竟錯判了
That censures falsely what they see aright? 眼目所見之眞相？
If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, 如果我眼睛所迷戀的眞是美，
What means the world to say it is not so? 爲何大家都異口同聲不承認？
If it be not, then love doth well denote 若眞不美呢，那就絶對無可諱，
Love's eye is not so true as all men's 'No.' 愛情的眼目不如一般人看得眞：
How can it? O, how can Love's eye be true, 當然嘍，它怎能夠，愛眼怎能夠
That is so vex'd with watching and with tears? 看得眞呢，它日夜都淚水汪汪？
No marvel then, though I mistake my view; 那麼，我看不準又怎算得稀有？
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears. 太陽也要等天晴纔照得明亮。
O cunning Love! with tears thou keep'st me blind, 狡猾的愛神！你用淚把我弄瞎，
Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults should find. 只因怕明眼把你的醜惡揭發。
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power 你，小乖乖，時光的無常沙漏
Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour; 和時辰（他的小鐮刀）都聽你左右；
Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st 你在虧缺中生長，並昭示大衆
Thy lovers withering as thy sweet self grow'st; 你的愛人如何雕零而你則繁榮；
If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack, 如果造化（掌握盈虧的天地主宰），
As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back, 在你邁步前進時把你挽回來，
She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill 她的目的只是：賣弄她的手法
May time disgrace and wretched minutes kill. 去丟時光的臉，並把分秒扼殺。
Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure! 可是你得怕她，你，她的小乖乖！
She may detain, but not still keep, her treasure: 她只能暫留，並非常保，她的寳貝！
Her audit, though delay'd, answer'd must be, 她的賬目，雖延了期，必須清算：
And her quietus is to render thee. 要清償債務，她就得把你交還。
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, 當我受盡命運和人們的白眼，
I all alone beweep my outcast state 暗暗地哀悼自己的身世飄零，
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries 徒用呼籲去干擾聾聵的昊天，
And look upon myself and curse my fate, 顧盼著身影，詛呪自己的生辰，
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, 願我和另一個一樣富於希望，
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, 面貌相似，又和他一樣廣交朋友，
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, 希求此人的淵博，彼人的内行，
With what I most enjoy contented least; 最賞心的樂事覺得最不對勁；
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, 可是，當我正要這樣看輕自己，
Haply I think on thee, and then my state, 忽然想起了你，於是我的精神，
Like to the lark at break of day arising 便像雲雀破曉從陰霾的大地
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; 高唱著聖歌振翅於天國之門：
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings 一想起你的愛使我如此富饒，
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. 與帝王換位我也不屑於屈就。
They that have power to hurt and will do none, 誰有力量損害人而不這樣做，
That do not do the thing they most do show, 誰不做人以爲他們愛做的事，
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, 誰使人動情，自己卻如同頑石，
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, 冰冷、無動於衷，對誘惑能抗拒--
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces 誰就恰當地承受天國的恩澤，
And husband nature's riches from expense; 善於貯藏和保管造化的財富；
They are the lords and owners of their faces, 他們纔是自己美貌的主人，
Others but stewards of their excellence. 而別人只是自己姿色的奴隸。
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, 夏日之花把夏季薰得多馥郁，
Though to itself it only live and die, 雖然對自己它只是自開又自落，
But if that flower with base infection meet, 但是那花若染上卑劣的病毒，
The basest weed outbraves his dignity: 最賤的野草也比它高貴幾多：
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; 極香的東西一腐爛就成極臭，
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. 爛百合花比野草更臭不可聞。
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought 當我呼喚對已往事物的記憶
I summon up remembrance of things past, 出庭於那馨香的默想花園，
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, 我不禁爲命中許多缺陷歎息，
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: 帶著舊恨，重新哀悼蹉跎的歳月；
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, 於是我可以淹沒那枯涸的眼，
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, 爲了那些長埋於闇夜的摯友，
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, 哀悼著許多音容俱渺的美艷，
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight: 痛哭那情愛久已勾消的哀痛：
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, 於是我爲過去的惆悵而惆悵，
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er 並且一一細算，從痛苦到痛苦，
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, 那許多嗚咽過的嗚咽的舊賬，
Which I new pay as if not paid before. 仿佛還未付過，現在又來償付。
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, 但是只要那刻我想起你，摯友，
All losses are restored and sorrows end. 損失全收回，悲哀也化爲烏有。
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments 沒有雲石或王侯的金碑
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; 能夠與我這強勁的詩篇比壽；
But you shall shine more bright in these contents 你將永遠閃耀於這些詩篇裏，
Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. 遠勝過那被時光塗髒的石頭。
When wasteful war shall statues overturn, 當著殘暴的戰爭把銅像推翻，
And broils root out the work of masonry, 或内訌把城池蕩成一片廢墟，
Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn 無論戰神的利劍或戰爭的烈焰
The living record of your memory. 都毀不掉屬於你遺芳的鮮活歷史。
'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity 突破死亡和湮沒一切的仇恨，
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room 你將昂然而起：對你的讚美
Even in the eyes of all posterity 將在萬世萬代的眼中彪炳，
That wear this world out to the ending doom. 直到這個世界的終末。
So, till the judgment that yourself arise, 如此，直到最後審判把你喚醒，
You live in this, and dwell in lover's eyes. 你長在詩文與情人眼中輝映。
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, 精疲力竭，我趕快到牀上躺下，
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; 去歇息我那整天勞頓的四肢；
But then begins a journey in my head, 但我的頭腦又立馬整裝出發，
To work my mind, when body's work's expired: 以勞我的心，當我身已得休憩。
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, 因爲我的思想，不辭離郷背井，
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, 虔誠地趲程要到你處朝聖，
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, 睜大我這雙昏昏欲睡的雙眼，
Looking on darkness which the blind do see 向著瞎子看得見的黑暗凝望；
Save that my soul's imaginary sight 不過我的靈魂，凴著它的幻眼，
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, 把你的倩影獻給我失明的雙眸，
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, 如同寳石的璀璨光華在陰森的夜裏高懸，
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new. 化老醜的黑夜爲明麗的白晝。
Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind, 這樣，日裏我的腿，夜裏我的心，
For thee and for myself no quiet find. 爲你、爲我自己，都不得安寧。
Is it thy will thy image should keep open 你是否故意用影子使我垂垂
My heavy eyelids to the weary night? 欲閉的眼睜向厭厭的長夜？
Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, 你是否要我輾轉反側不成寐，
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight? 用你的影子來玩弄我的視野？
Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee 那可是從你那裏派來的靈魂
So far from home into my deeds to pry, 遠離了家園，來刺探我的行爲，
To find out shames and idle hours in me, 來找我的荒廢和恥辱的時辰，
The scope and tenor of thy jealousy? 以執行你妒忌的職權和範圍？
O, no! thy love, though much, is not so great: 不呀！你的愛，雖多，卻不那麼偉大：
It is my love that keeps mine eye awake; 是我的愛使我張開我的眼睛，
Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat, 是我的眞情把我的睡眠打垮，
To play the watchman ever for thy sake: 爲你的緣故一夜守候到天明！
For thee watch I whilst thou dost wake elsewhere, 我爲你守夜，而你在別處清醒，
From me far off, with others all too near. 遠遠背著我，和別人卻太親近。
Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said 溫柔的愛，恢復你的勁：別被説
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, 你的刀鋒趕不上食慾那樣快，
Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd, 食慾只今日飽餐後暫覺滿足，
To-morrow sharpen'd in his former might: 到明日又如舊一般饕餮起來：
So, love, be thou; although to-day thou fill 願你，愛呵，也一樣：你那雙餓眼
Thy hungry eyes even till they wink with fullness, 儘管今天已飽看到膩得直眨，
To-morrow see again, and do not kill 明天還得看，別讓長期的癱瘓
The spirit of love with a perpetual dullness. 把那愛情的精靈活生生窒煞：
Let this sad interim like the ocean be 讓這淒涼的間歇恰像那隔斷
Which parts the shore, 兩岸的海洋，
where two contracted new Come daily to the banks, 那裏一對情侶 每天到岸邊相會，
that, when they see return of love, more blest may be the view; 當他們看見愛的歸來，心裏感到加倍歡愉；
Else call it winter, which being full of care 否則，喚它做冬日，充滿了憂鬱，
Makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare. 使夏至三倍受歡迎，三倍希奇。
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, 對於我，俊友，你永遠不會衰老，
For as you were when first your eye I eyed, 因爲自從我的眼碰見你的眼，
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold 你還是一樣美。三個嚴冬搖掉
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, 三個蒼翠的盛夏的樹葉和光豔，
Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd 三個陽春三度化作金秋的枯黃。
In process of the seasons have I seen, 時序使我三度看見四月的芳菲
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, 三度被六月的炎炎烈火炙烤。
Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. 但你，還是和初見時一樣明媚；
Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, 唉，可是美，像時針，它躡著腳步
Steal from his figure and no pace perceived; 移過鐘面，你看不見它的蹤影；
So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, 同樣，你的姣顏，我以爲是常駐，
Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived: 其實在移動，迷惑的是我的眼睛。
For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred; 顫栗吧，未來的時代，聽我呼籲：
Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead. 你還沒有生，美的盛夏已消亡。
劇終 謝謝觀賞