Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;
And yet methinks I have astronomy,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well,
By oft predict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art
As truth and beauty shall together thrive,
If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;
Or else of thee this I prognosticate:
Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.

并非從星辰我采集我的推斷；
可是我以為我也精通占星學，
但并非為了推算氣運的通蹇，
以及饑荒、瘟疫或四時的風色；
我也不能為短促的時辰算命，
指出每個時辰的雷電和風雨，
或為國王占卜流年是否亨順，
依據我常從上蒼探得的天機。
我的術數只得自你那雙明眸，
恒定的雙星，它們預兆這吉祥：
只要你回心轉意肯儲蓄傳后，
真和美將雙雙偕你永世其昌。
要不然關于你我將這樣昭示：
你的末日也就是真和美的死。