From where thou art why should I haste me thence? 不是回头路，更何须马不收缰。

　　Till I return, of posting is no need. 爱呵，我的坐骑的鲁钝原不是大罪，

　　O, what excuse will my poor beast then find, 除非是归程，纵电疾如火也不算匆忙。

　　When swift extremity can seem but slow? 可怜的马儿啊，那时才罪重当诛。

　　Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind; In winged speed no motion shall I know: 我当快马加鞭、电掣般腾达飞黄；虽展翅凌空亦却不觉其迅，那时节，

　　Then can no horse with my desire keep pace; 没一匹马儿可与我如炽的欲火争强。

　　Therefore desire of perfect'st love being made, 呵，这集爱大成的欲望绝非一团死肉，

　　Shall neigh--no dull flesh--in his fiery race; 自当引颈长啸于火焰般的飞扬。

　　But love, for love, thus shall excuse my jade; 然而，一报还一报，原谅我这玉骢的鲁钝吧

　　Since from thee going he went wilful-slow, 既然它抽身离你时有意磨磨蹭蹭，

　　Towards thee I'll run, and give him leave to go. 我要正面扑向你，让它由着性儿狂奔。