十四行詩 Sonnet 104
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd
In process of the seasons have I seen,
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd,
Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.
Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand,
Steal from his figure and no pace perceived;
So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand,
Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived:
For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred;
Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead.
對於我，俊友，你永遠不會哀老，
因爲自從我的眼碰見你的眼，
你還是一樣美。三個嚴冬搖掉
三個蒼翠的夏天的樹葉和光豔，
三個陽春三度化作秋天的枯黃。
時序使我三度看見四月的芳菲
三度被六月的炎炎烈火燒光。
但你，還是和初見時一樣明媚；
唉，可是美，像時針，它躡着腳步
移過鐘面，你看不見它的蹤影；
同樣，你的姣顏，我以爲是常駐，
其實在移動，迷惑的是我的眼睛。
顫慄吧，未來的時代，聽我呼籲：
你還沒有生，美的夏天已死去。
