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Fresh Spring, the herald of love's mighty king,
新春乃愛(ài)情君王的喝道人，
In whose cote-armour richly are displayed
他的紋章上繡滿(mǎn)了花，
All sorts of flowers, the which on earth do spring,
大地在這個(gè)時(shí)節(jié)才蘇生，
In goodly colours gloriously arrayed -
各色的鮮花開(kāi)成一片云霞。
Goe to my love, where she is carelesse layd,
去吧，去到我愛(ài)人的家，
Yet in her winter's bowre not well awake;
她還懶懶地躺床冬眠，
Tell her the joyous time will not be staid,
告訴她歡樂(lè)的時(shí)間不會(huì)停下，
Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take;
要抓住辰光趕緊向前，
Bid her therefore her selfe soone ready make,
囑咐她立刻梳頭洗臉，
To wayt on Love amongst his lovely crew;
列身在姑娘隊(duì)里把愛(ài)情迎候，
Where every one, that misseth then her make,
不論誰(shuí)只要錯(cuò)過(guò)她的所戀，
Shall be by him amearst with penance dew.
就要把應(yīng)得的懲罰承受。
Make hast, therefore, sweet love, whilest it is prime;
所以趁早吧，親愛(ài)的，春光正好，
For none can call againe the passed time.
消失了就再也不能找到。
