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爱神太年轻，不懂得良心是什么； 但谁不晓得良心是爱情所产？
Being your slave, what should I do but tend 既然是你奴隶，我有什么可做，
Upon the hours and times of your desire? 除了时时刻刻伺候你的心愿？
I have no precious time at all to spend, 我毫无宝贵的时间可消磨，
Nor services to do, till you require. 也无事可做，直到你有所驱遣。
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour 我不敢骂那绵绵无尽的时刻，
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, 当我为你，主人，把时辰来看守；
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour 也不敢埋怨别离是多么残酷，
When you have bid your servant once adieu; 在你已经把你的仆人辞退后；
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought 也不敢用妒忌的念头去探索
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, 你究竟在哪里，或者为什么忙碌，
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought 只是，像个可怜的奴隶，呆想着...
Save, where you are how happy you make those. 你所在的地方，人们会多幸福。
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; 恨我，倘若你高兴；请现在就开首；
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, 现在，当举世都起来和我作对，
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, 请趁势为命运助威，逼我低头，
And do not drop in for an after-loss: 别意外地走来作事后的摧毁。
Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow, 唉，不要，当我的心已摆脱烦恼，
Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe; 来为一个已克服的厄难作殿，
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, 不要在暴风后再来一个雨朝，
To linger out a purposed overthrow. 把那注定的浩劫的来临拖延。
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last, 如果你要离开我，别等到最后，
When other petty griefs have done their spite 当其他的烦忧已经肆尽暴虐；
But in the onset come; so shall I taste 请一开头就来：让我好先尝够
At first the very worst of fortune's might, 命运的权威应有尽有的凶恶。
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe, 于是别的苦痛，现在显得苦痛，
Compared with loss of thee will not seem so. 比起丧失你来便要无影无踪。
When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, 我眼睛闭得最紧，看得最明亮：
For all the day they view things unrespected; 它们整天只看见无味的东西；
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, 而当我入睡，梦中却向你凝望，
And darkly bright are bright in dark directed. 幽暗的火焰，暗地里放射幽辉。
Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, 你的影子既能教黑影放光明，
How would thy shadow's form form happy show 你影子的形会形成怎样的美景，
To the clear day with thy much clearer light, 在清明的白天里用更清明的光，
When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! 对闭上的眼照耀得那么辉煌！
How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made 我的眼睛，我说，会感到多幸运
By looking on thee in the living day, 若能够凝望你在光天化日中，
When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade 既然在死夜里你那不完全的影
Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! 对酣睡中闭着的眼透出光容！
All days are nights to see till I see thee, 天天都是黑夜一直到看见你，
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. 夜夜是白天当好梦把你显示！
What is your substance, whereof are you made, 你的本质是什么，用什么造成，
That millions of strange shadows on you tend? 使得万千个倩影都追随着你？
Since every one hath, every one, one shade, 每人都只有一个，每人，一个影；
And you, but one, can every shadow lend. 你一人，却能幻作千万个影子。
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit 试为阿都尼写生，他的画像
Is poorly imitated after you; 不过是模仿你的拙劣的赝品；
On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, 尽量把美容术施在海伦颊上，
And you in Grecian tires are painted new: 便是你披上希腊妆的新的真身。
Speak of the spring and foison of the year; 一提起春的明媚和秋的丰饶，
The one doth shadow of your beauty show, 一个把你的绰约的倩影显示，
The other as your bounty doth appear; 另一个却是你的慷慨的写照；
And you in every blessed shape we know. 一切天生的俊秀都蕴含着你。
In all external grace you have some part, 一切外界的妩媚都有你的份，
But you like none, none you, for constant heart. 但谁都没有你那颗坚贞的心。
O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head, 唉，爱把什么眼睛装在我脑里，
Which have no correspondence with true sight! 使我完全认不清真正的景象？
Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled, 竟错判了
That censures falsely what they see aright? 眼睛所见到的真相？
If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, 如果我眼睛所迷恋的真是美，
What means the world to say it is not so? 为何大家都异口同声不承认？
If it be not, then love doth well denote 若真不美呢，那就绝对无可讳，
Love's eye is not so true as all men's 'No.' 爱情的眼睛不如一般人看得真：
How can it? O, how can Love's eye be true, 当然喽，它怎能够，爱眼怎能够
That is so vex'd with watching and with tears? 看得真呢，它日夜都泪水汪汪？
No marvel then, though I mistake my view; 那么，我看不准又怎算得稀有？
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears. 太阳也要等天晴才照得明亮。
O cunning Love! with tears thou keep'st me blind, 狡猾的爱神！你用泪把我弄瞎，
Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults should find. 只因怕明眼把你的丑恶揭发。
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power 你，小乖乖，时光的无常的沙漏
Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour; 和时辰（他的小镰刀）都听你左右；
Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st 你在亏缺中生长，并昭示大众
Thy lovers withering as thy sweet self grow'st; 你的爱人如何雕零而你向荣；
If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack, 如果造化（掌握盈亏的大主宰），
As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back, 在你迈步前进时把你挽回来，
She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill 她的目的只是：卖弄她的手法
May time disgrace and wretched minutes kill. 去丢时光的脸，并把分秒扼杀。
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: 她只能暂留，并非常保，她的宝贝！
Her audit, though delay'd, answer'd must be, 她的账目，虽延了期，必须清算：
And her quietus is to render thee. 要清偿债务，她就得把你交还。
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, 当我受尽命运和人们的白眼，
I all alone beweep my outcast state 暗暗地哀悼自己的身世飘零，
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries 徒用呼吁去干扰聋瞆的昊天，
And look upon myself and curse my fate, 顾盼着身影，诅咒自己的生辰，
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, 愿我和另一个一样富于希望，
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, 面貌相似，又和他一样广交游，
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, 希求这人的渊博，那人的内行，
With what I most enjoy contented least; 最赏心的乐事觉得最不对头；
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, 可是，当我正要这样看轻自己，
Haply I think on thee, and then my state, 忽然想起了你，于是我的精神，
Like to the lark at break of day arising 便像云雀破晓从阴霾的大地
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; 振翮上升，高唱着圣歌在天门：
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings 一想起你的爱使我那么富有，
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. 和帝王换位我也不屑于屈就。
They that have power to hurt and will do none, 谁有力量损害人而不这样干，
That do not do the thing they most do show, 谁不做人以为他们爱做的事，
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, 谁使人动情，自己却石头一般，
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, 冰冷、无动于衷，对诱惑能抗拒--
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces 谁就恰当地承受上天的恩宠，
And husband nature's riches from expense; 善于贮藏和保管造化的财富；
They are the lords and owners of their faces, 他们才是自己美貌的主人翁，
Others but stewards of their excellence. 而别人只是自己姿色的家奴。
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, 夏天的花把夏天熏得多芳馥，
Though to itself it only live and die, 虽然对自己它只自开又自落，
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: 最贱的野草也比它高贵得多：
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; 极香的东西一腐烂就成极臭，
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. 烂百合花比野草更臭得难受。
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought 当我传唤对已往事物的记忆
I summon up remembrance of things past, 出庭于那馨香的默想的公堂，
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, 我不禁为命中许多缺陷叹息，
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: 带着旧恨，重新哭蹉跎的时光；
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, 于是我可以淹没那枯涸的眼，
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, 为了那些长埋在夜台的亲朋，
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, 哀悼着许多音容俱渺的美艳，
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight: 痛哭那情爱久已勾消的哀痛：
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, 于是我为过去的惆怅而惆怅，
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er 并且一一细算，从痛苦到痛苦，
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, 那许多呜咽过的呜咽的旧账，
Which I new pay as if not paid before. 仿佛还未付过，现在又来偿付。
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, 但是只要那刻我想起你，挚友，
All losses are restored and sorrows end. 损失全收回，悲哀也化为乌有。
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments 没有云石或王公们金的墓碑
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; 能够和我这些强劲的诗比寿；
But you shall shine more bright in these contents 你将永远闪耀于这些诗篇里，
Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. 远胜过那被时光涂脏的石头。
When wasteful war shall statues overturn, 当着残暴的战争把铜像推翻，
And broils root out the work of masonry, 或内讧把城池荡成一片废墟，
Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn 无论战神的剑或战争的烈焰
The living record of your memory. 都毁不掉你的遗芳的活历史。
'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity 突破死亡和湮没一切的仇恨，
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room 你将昂然站起来：对你的赞美
Even in the eyes of all posterity 将在万世万代的眼睛里彪炳，
That wear this world out to the ending doom. 直到这世界消耗完了的末日。
So, till the judgment that yourself arise, 这样，直到最后审判把你唤醒，
You live in this, and dwell in lover's eyes. 你长在诗里和情人眼里辉映。
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, 精疲力竭，我赶快到床上躺下，
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; 去歇息我那整天劳顿的四肢；
But then begins a journey in my head, 但马上我的头脑又整装出发，
To work my mind, when body's work's expired: 以劳我的心，当我身已得休息。
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, 因为我的思想，不辞离乡背井，
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, 虔诚地趱程要到你那里进香，
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, 睁大我这双沉沉欲睡的眼睛，
Looking on darkness which the blind do see 向着瞎子看得见的黑暗凝望；
Save that my soul's imaginary sight 不过我的灵魂，凭着它的幻眼，
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, 把你的倩影献给我失明的双眸，
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, 像颗明珠在阴森的夜里高悬，
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new. 变老丑的黑夜为明丽的白昼。
Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind, 这样，日里我的腿，夜里我的心，
For thee and for myself no quiet find. 为你、为我自己，都得不着安宁。
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? 欲闭的眼睛睁向厌厌的长夜？
Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, 你是否要我辗转反侧不成寐，
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight? 用你的影子来玩弄我的视野？
Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee 那可是从你那里派来的灵魂
So far from home into my deeds to pry, 远离了家园，来刺探我的行为，
To find out shames and idle hours in me, 来找我的荒废和耻辱的时辰，
The scope and tenor of thy jealousy? 和执行你的妒忌的职权和范围？
O, no! thy love, though much, is not so great: 不呀！你的爱，虽多，并不那么大：
It is my love that keeps mine eye awake; 是我的爱使我张开我的眼睛，
Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat, 是我的真情把我的睡眠打垮，
To play the watchman ever for thy sake: 为你的缘故一夜守候到天明！
For thee watch I whilst thou dost wake elsewhere, 我为你守夜，而你在别处清醒，
From me far off, with others all too near. 远远背着我，和别人却太靠近。
Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said 温柔的爱，恢复你的劲：别被说
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, 你的刀锋赶不上食欲那样快，
Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd, 食欲只今天饱餐后暂觉满足，
To-morrow sharpen'd in his former might: 到明天又照旧一样饕餐起来：
So, love, be thou; although to-day thou fill 愿你，爱呵，也一样：你那双饿眼
Thy hungry eyes even till they wink with fullness, 尽管今天已饱看到腻得直眨，
To-morrow see again, and do not kill 明天还得看，别让长期的瘫痪
The spirit of love with a perpetual dullness. 把那爱情的精灵活生生窒煞：
Let this sad interim like the ocean be 让这凄凉的间歇恰像那隔断
Which parts the shore, 两岸的海洋，
where two contracted new Come daily to the banks, 那里一对情侣 每天到岸边相会，
that, when they see return of love, more blest may be the view; 当他们看见爱的来归，心里感到加倍欢愉；
Else call it winter, which being full of care 否则，唤它做冬天，充满了忧悒，
Makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare. 使夏至三倍受欢迎，三倍希奇。
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, 对于我，俊友，你永远不会哀老，
For as you were when first your eye I eyed, 因为自从我的眼碰见你的眼，
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold 你还是一样美。三个严冬摇掉
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, 三个苍翠的夏天的树叶和光艳，
Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd 三个阳春三度化作秋天的枯黄。
In process of the seasons have I seen, 时序使我三度看见四月的芳菲
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, 三度被六月的炎炎烈火烧光。
Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. 但你，还是和初见时一样明媚；
Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, 唉，可是美，像时针，它蹑着脚步
Steal from his figure and no pace perceived; 移过钟面，你看不见它的踪影；
So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, 同样，你的姣颜，我以为是常驻，
Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived: 其实在移动，迷惑的是我的眼睛。
For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred; 颤栗吧，未来的时代，听我呼吁：
Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead. 你还没有生，美的夏天已死去。
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