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Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you,
占有了你我便富比王侯，是否我的心靈
Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery?
便因此染上了帝王自我阿諛的瘟病？
Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true,
不，或許我應(yīng)該說，還是眼晴的話兒真？
And that your love taught it this alchemy,
因?yàn)槟愕膼凼顾麄儗W(xué)會點(diǎn)石成金，
To make of monsters and things indigest
使妖魔也能化作天使般的嬰兒，
Such cherubins as your sweet self resemble,
美貌溫存恰如同你的自身，
Creating every bad a perfect best,
使天下目力所及的一切事物
As fast as objects to his beams assemble?
縱然丑惡，轉(zhuǎn)眼便美奐無倫。
O,'tis the first; 'tis flattery in my seeing,
哦，答案是前者，是眼睛的諂媚，
And my great mind most kingly drinks it up:
我這偉岸的心靈把它一口吞盡。
Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing,
我的眼睛深知心靈的胃口，
And to his palate doth prepare the cup:
所以按它的口味備下了杯羹：
If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin
倘若杯羹中有毒，喝羹者罪也較輕，
That mine eye loves it and doth first begin.
我的眼晴也喜歡它，早將味兒先品。
