If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,
如果我这笨拙的身体是思想，
Injurious distance should not stop my way; 残酷的距离就不能把我阻挡；
For then, despite of space, I would be brought,
尽管千山万水，层层阻隔，
From limits far remote, where thou dost stay.
我也会被带到你的芳居。
No matter then although my foot did stand 纵然我与你天涯之隔，
Upon the farthest earth remov'd from thee;对我来说又有何妨？
For nimble thought can jump both sea and land,
既然轻灵的思想可以越山渡洋，
As soon as think the place where he would be.
心中一念便可到达你所在的地方。
But, ah! thought kills me that I am not thought,
可是，唉！思想毒杀着我，毕竟我不是思想，
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone , 在你离去之后，我并不能飞跃崇山，跨越海洋；
But that so much of earth and water wrought,我只是泥和水和成的钝皮囊，
I must attend, time's leisure with my moan;徒劳地用悲泣叹息服侍时光；
Receiving nought by elements so slow
这重浊之物毫无所赐，
But heavy tears, badges of either's woe.只剩眼泪，都是悲伤苦恼的标志。
