Can it be right to give what I can give? 给，我所能给予的，是否不够道德？
To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears 是否不够道德，只能让你置身于泪雨下，
As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years 苦涩， 听我太息的年华，
Re-sighing on my lips renunciative 绕我舌边一再叹息，
Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live
哪怕你严辞祈求
For all thy adjurations? O my fears, 也无法挽救我稍纵即逝的微笑？
That this can scarce be right! We are not peers,
我只怕不对，哪能不恐惧！
So to be lovers; and I own, and grieve,
我们算不得同行者，更不是爱人；
That givers of such gifts as mine are, must
我承认，我悲伤，我这样的给予者，
Be counted with the ungenerous. Out, alas!
给予的必定不足。唉，离开吧！
I will not soil thy purple with my dust,
我不想你的紫袍沾染我的灰尘，
Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass,
不愿意把我的毒气呼进你的威尼斯酒杯，
Nor give thee any love --- which were unjust.
也不会显示给你一丝爱意——那不公平。
Belovèd, I love only thee! let it pass.
我爱，我就爱你好了！其他不在我意
