Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d:

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;

Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

夏何及汝美？ 温婉而独立；

五月风虐蕊， 夏日匆匆逝。

奈何烈日灼， 常遮其尊容；

天妒万物美， 自然恒久变。

汝夏永难凋， 妆容持久存。

死神起恻隐， 汝与诗同在。

人息尚存时， 诗续汝玉魂。

原文：（英国）William Shakespeare

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