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No longer mourn for me when I am dead
有一天你會聽到陰郁的鐘聲
Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
向世人宣告我已逃離這污穢的世界
Give warning to the world that I am fled
伴隨最齷齪的蛆蟲往另一世界安身，
From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:
我勸你千萬不要為我而悲鳴。
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
還有，你讀這詩行的時候千萬別記掛
The hand that writ it; for I love you so
這寫詩的手，因為我愛你至深，
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot
惟愿被忘卻在你甜甜的思緒里，
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
我怕你想到我時會牽動愁心。
O, if, I say, you look upon this verse
哦，我說，如果你垂顧這詩句時，
When I perhaps compounded am with clay,
我或許已化作土石泥塵，
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse.
請不要重提我這可憐的名字，
But let your love even with my life decay,
只要你的愛與我的命同葬荒墳。
Lest the wise world should look into your moan
這樣就不怕聰明人看透你的哀怨，
And mock you with me after I am gone.
在我死后用我作把柄拿你尋開心。
