Sonnet 18
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.
能否把你比作夏日璀璨?
你却比夏季更可爱温存;
狂风摧残五月花蕊娇妍,
夏天匆匆离去毫不停顿。
苍天明眸有时过于灼热,
金色面容往往蒙上阴翳;
一切优美形象不免褪色,
偶然摧折或自然地老去。
而你如仲夏繁茂不凋谢,
秀雅风姿将永远翩翩;
死神无法逼你气息奄奄,
你将永生与不朽诗篇。
只要人能呼吸眼不盲,
这诗和你将千秋流芳!