Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage

Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit,

To thee I send this written embassage,

To witness duty, not to show my wit:

Duty so great, which wit so poor as mine

May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it,

But that I hope some good conceit of thine

In thy soul's thought, all naked, will bestow it;

Till whatsoever star that guides my moving

Points on me graciously with fair aspect

And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving,

To show me worthy of thy sweet respect:

Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee;

Till then not show my head where thou mayst prove me.

我愛情的至尊，你的美德已經(jīng)

使我這藩屬加強對你的擁戴，

我現(xiàn)在寄給你這詩當作使臣，

去向你述職，并非要向你炫才。

職責那么重，我又才拙少俊語，

難免要顯得赤裸裸和她相見，

但望你的妙思，不嫌它太粗鄙，

在你靈魂里把它的赤裸裸遮掩；

因而不管什么星照引我前程，

都對我露出一副和悅的笑容，

把華服加給我這寒傖的愛情，

使我配得上你那繾綣的恩寵。

那時我才敢對你夸耀我的愛，

否則怕你考驗我，總要躲起來