马弗尔
Had we but world enough and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down, and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love’s day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the flood,
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires and more slow;
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
But at my back I always hear
Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found;
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long-preserved virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust;
The grave’s a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.
Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like amorous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapped power.
Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one ball,
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Through the iron gates of life:
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.
译文：
如果我们的世界够大，时间够多，小姐，这样的羞怯就算不上罪过。
我们会坐下来，想想该上哪边去散步，度过我们漫漫的爱情天。
你会在印度的恒河河畔寻得红宝石：我则咕哝抱怨，傍着洪泊湾的潮汐。
我会在诺亚洪水前十年就将你爱，你如果高兴，可以一直说不要，直到犹太人改信别的宗教。
我植物般的爱情会不断生长，比帝国还要辽阔，还要缓慢；
我会用一百年的时间赞美你的眼睛，凝视你的额眉；
花两百年爱慕你的每个乳房，三万年才赞赏完其它的地方；
每个部位至少花上一个世代，在最后一世代才把你的心秀出来。
因为，小姐，你值得这样的礼遇，我也不愿用更低的格调爱你。
可是在我背后我总听见时间带翼的马车急急追赶；而横陈在我们眼前的却是无垠永恒的荒漠。
你的美绝不会再现芳踪，你大理石墓穴里，我的歌声也不会回荡：
那时蛆虫将品尝你那珍藏己久的贞操，你的矜持会化成灰尘，我的情欲会变成灰烬：
坟墓是个隐密的好地方，但没人会在那里拥抱，我想。
因此，现在趁青春色泽还像朝露在你的肌肤停坐，
趁你的灵魂自每个毛孔欣然散发出实时的火焰。
此刻让我们能玩就玩个尽兴；此刻，像发情的猛禽宁可一口把我们的时光吞掉，也不要在慢嚼的嘴里虚耗。
让我们把所有力气，所有甜蜜，滚成一个圆球，粗鲁狂猛地夺取我们的快感冲破一扇扇人生的铁栅栏：
这样，我们虽无法叫太阳驻足，却可使他奔跑向前。
二 约翰.济慈：Bright Star（明亮的星）
济慈
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—
No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.
译文：
明亮的星，但愿我能如你坚定---
但并非孤独地在夜空闪烁高悬，
睁着一双永不合拢的眼睛，
犹如苦修的隐士彻夜无眠，
凝视海水冲洗尘世的崖岸，
好似牧师行施净体的沐浴，
或正俯瞰下界的荒原与群山
被遮盖在轻轻飘落的雪罩里---
并非这样---却永远坚定如故，
枕卧在我美丽的爱人的胸膛，
永远能感到它的轻轻的起伏，
永远清醒，在甜蜜的不安中，
永远、永远听着她轻柔的呼吸，
永远这样生活---或昏厥而死去。
一 威廉.莎士比亚：十四行诗第116首
莎士比亚
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
译文：
我绝不承认两颗真心的结合
会有任何障碍；爱算不得真爱，
若是一看见人家改变便转舵，
或者一看见人家转弯便离开。
哦，决不！爱是亘古长明的塔灯，
它定晴望着风暴却兀不为动；
爱又是指引迷舟的一颗恒星，
你可量它多高，它所值却无穷。
爱不受时光的播弄，尽管红颜
和皓齿难免遭受时光的毒手；
爱并不因瞬息的改变而改变，
它巍然矗立直到末日的尽头。
我这话若说错，并不证明不确，
就算我没写诗，也没人真爱过。
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