Those lips that Love's own hand did make

Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate'

To me that languish'd for her sake;

But when she saw my woeful state,

Straight in her heart did mercy come,

Chiding that tongue that ever sweet

Was used in giving gentle doom,

And taught it thus anew to greet:

'I hate' she alter'd with an end,

That follow'd it as gentle day

Doth follow night, who like a fiend

From heaven to hell is flown away;

'I hate' from hate away she threw,

And saved my life, saying 'not you.'

愛神親手捏就的嘴唇

對著為她而憔悴的我，

吐出了這聲音說，"我恨"：

但是她一看見我難過，

心里就馬上大發慈悲，

責備那一向都是用來

宣布甜蜜的判詞的嘴，

教它要把口氣改過來：

"我恨"，她又把尾巴補綴，

那簡直像明朗的白天

趕走了魔鬼似的黑夜，

把它從天堂甩進陰間。

　　她把"我恨"的恨字摒棄，

　　救了我的命說，"不是你"。