莎士比亞-十四行詩(節選)
SONNET #1
by: William Shakespeare
FROM fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty"s rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory;
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed"st thy light"s flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thout that are now the world"s fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, mak"st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world"s due, by the grave and thee.
對天生的尤物我們要求蕃盛，
以便美的玫瑰永遠不會枯死，
但開透的花朵既要及時雕零，
就應把記憶交給嬌嫩的後嗣；
但你，只和你自己的明眸定情，
把自己當燃料餵養眼中的火焰，
和自己作對，待自己未免太狠，
把一片豐沃的土地變成荒田。
你現在是大地的清新的點綴，
又是錦繡陽春的唯一的前鋒，
為什麼把富源葬送在嫩蕊裡，
溫柔的鄙夫，要吝嗇，反而浪用？
可憐這個世界吧，要不然，貪夫，
就吞噬世界的份，由你和墳墓。
莎士比亞-十四行詩(節選)
SONNET #1
by: William Shakespeare
FROM fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty"s rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory;
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed"st thy light"s flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thout that are now the world"s fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, mak"st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world"s due, by the grave and thee.
對天生的尤物我們要求蕃盛，
以便美的玫瑰永遠不會枯死，
但開透的花朵既要及時雕零，
就應把記憶交給嬌嫩的後嗣；
但你，只和你自己的明眸定情，
把自己當燃料餵養眼中的火焰，
和自己作對，待自己未免太狠，
把一片豐沃的土地變成荒田。
你現在是大地的清新的點綴，
又是錦繡陽春的唯一的前鋒，
為什麼把富源葬送在嫩蕊裡，
溫柔的鄙夫，要吝嗇，反而浪用？
可憐這個世界吧，要不然，貪夫，
就吞噬世界的份，由你和墳墓。