莎士比亚十四行诗全集:第25篇（打印版）

　　Let those who are in favor with their stars Of public honor and proud titles boast, 且让那些鸿运亨通的人们，夸耀其高位与显赫的虚名，

　　Whilst I whom fortune of such triumph bars, 我虽无缘侧身幸运者之堂，

　　Unlooked for joy in that I honor most. 却意外使深心的追求如愿以偿。

　　Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread 得宠的王臣虽能春风得意于一时，

　　But as the marigold at the sun's eye, 但如金盏花随日出日落乍开还闭，

　　And in themselves their pride lies buried, 一旦龙颜震怒，他们便香消玉殒，

　　For at a frown they in their glory die. 昔日的荣华威风转眼化作烟尘。

　　The painful warrior famoused for fight, 含辛茹苦、名播沙场的将士，

　　After a thousand victories once foiled, 千百次征战所向披靡，一朝败绩，

　　Is from the book of honor rased quite, 姓名便立刻从功劳薄上消逝，

　　And all the rest forgot for which he toiled. 从前的赫赫战功再无人提起：

　　Then happy I that love and am beloved 而我，多幸福，既被人爱又能爱人，

　　Where I may not remove, nor be removed. 我坚定，别人也休想动摇我一分。