西利亚颂歌
本·琼森
你用你的深情与我交杯，
我用我的红心与你共醉；
若只是杯中留下一吻，
我将不再品味。
而灵魂深处的欲望，
需要一杯，
去抚慰；
可即使换成天神的琼浆，
我也不会，
交出我的玫瑰（酒杯）。
玫瑰花圈曾戴于你的头上，
但这并不是赞扬你的高尚，
你与它永不枯竭，
这是我的祈望。
它闻过你闻过的风，
然后与我再次相逢，
从此便蓬勃，芬芳，
我坚信那不再是芬芳，
而是你的发香。
Song to Celia
By：Ben Jonson
Drink to me only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine
Or leave a kiss but in the cup
And I'll not look for wine
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine
But might I of Jove's Nectar sup
I would not change for thine
I sent thee late a rosy wreath
Not so much honoring thee
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not withered be
But thou there on did'st only breathe
And sent'st it back to me
Since when it grows, and smells, I swear
Not of itself. but thee
