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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 often 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 wander'st 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. 我想将你比作迷人的夏日， 但汝却更显可爱和温存： 狂野之风摧残着五月蓓蕾的柔媚， 也一天天消逝着夏日的归期： 苍天的明眸偶然泻出璀璨， 却难以辉映他暗淡的容颜； 一切明媚的色彩渐已消褪， 过程是如此苍白； 然而你却如永恒之夏， 所有的美好永远也不会改变； 就连死神也不敢对你嚣张， 因你将永生于不朽的诗篇： 只要世人一息尚存， 你将和这诗篇永驻人间。 |
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