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My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
鏡子無法使我相信你已衰老，
So long as youth and thou are of one date,
只要你和青春還是同道，
But when in thee Time's furrows I behold,
但當(dāng)我看見你臉上的皺紋，
Then look I death my days should expiate.
我就料想自己的死期已到。
For all that beauty that doth cover thee
因為你全身上下的美麗外表，
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
不過是我內(nèi)心的真實寫照，
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me.
你胸中的紅心也在我心中燃燒，
How can I then be elder than thou art?
我豈能膽敢比你早露衰兆？
O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary
哦，我的愛，你一定要保重自身，
As I, not for myself, but for thee will,
正如我為你而非為我把自己照料，
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
擁著你的心，我自會謹(jǐn)慎萬分，
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
像乳娘護嬰，生怕它染上病苗。
Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain;
如果我的心已先碎，你的又豈能自保，
Thou gav'st me thine, not to give back again.
你既已把心給了我，我豈能原物回交。
