Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
译文:
我能否将你比作夏天?
你比夏天更美丽温婉。
狂风将五月的蓓蕾凋残,
夏日的勾留何其短暂。
休恋那丽日当空,
转眼会云雾迷蒙。
休叹那百花飘零,
催折于无常的天命。
唯有你永恒的夏日常新,
你的美貌亦毫发无损。
死神也无缘将你幽禁,
你在我永恒的诗中长存。
只要世间尚有人吟诵我的诗篇,
这诗就将不朽,永葆你的芳颜。
(曹明伦 译)