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Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd, When not to be receives reproach of being, 冰清玉洁反蒙不辩的沉冤，倒不如去作恶又不受恶名牵缠； And the just pleasure lost which is so deem'd Not by our feeling but by others' seeing
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Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain 我心里至今记着你送我的笔记本， Full character'd with lasting memory, 其中的每一字每一行都写得分明， Which shall above that idle rank remain Beyond all date, even to eternity; 它们
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No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change: 不！时光，休夸口说我也在随你更新， Thy pyramids built up with newer might 你纵有力量把金字塔重新建成， To me are nothing novel, nothing strange; 对我而言，它们不新
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If my dear love were but the child of state, It might for Fortune's bastard be unfather'd' 假如我的真爱只结胎于时势和环境，它就是命运的私生子，找不到父亲， As subject to Time's love or to Time's hate, 或贱如野草，或
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Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy, 我但高举华盖，想用外表来张扬 With my extern the outward honouring, 堂皇的门面，或是为所谓百世流芳 Or laid great bases for eternity, 奠下伟大的根基，这一切有什么用？ W
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O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour; 呵你，好男友，时间的镰刀和沙漏现在都已牢牢地受制于你的双手， Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st 时光的飞逝正反照出
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In the old age black was not counted fair, 从前，黑色绝不能与美并摆， Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; 即使黑真正美也不能挂美的招牌。 But now is black beauty's successive heir, 而今黑色成了美的合法继承者
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How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st, Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'st 你是我的音乐，当你在幸运的琴键上弹奏乐章，你轻柔的手指拂过键盘，于是琴弦上随指
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The expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and till action, lust Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame, 损神，耗精，愧煞了浪子风流，都只为纵欲眠花昏柳，阴谋，好杀，赌假咒，坏事做到头；
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My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; 我情人的眼睛绝不像太阳， Coral is far more red than her lips' red; 即便是珊瑚也远比她的朱唇红亮， If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; 雪若算白，她的胸膛便算褐
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Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, 有的人残暴因为有美色作资本， As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; 平庸如你，却竟和她们一样专横； For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart 只因为你知道我已爱迷
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Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, 我爱你的眼睛，它们知道你的内心 Knowing thy heart torments me with disdain, 正轻蔑地折磨我，于是对我表同情， Have put on black and loving mourners be, 便披上黑衫，宛若为
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Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me! 我诅咒那一颗使我的心受伤的心，它曾留给我和我的朋友深深的伤痕。 Is't not enough to torture me alone, 你本可以让我独自一
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So, now I have confess'd that he is thine, 他是你的，这点我已经承认， And I myself am mortgaged to thy will, 为填你的欲壑我成为你的抵押品。 Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine Thou wilt restore, to be my comfort still:
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Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,' 只要她有心欲，你就会有意欲， And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in overplus; 多重的欲、多量的欲、多余的欲； More than enough am I that vex thee still, 我是那总搅得你心神不宁
