Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue; 请用舌头伤我，可别用你的眼晴，

　　Use power with power and slay me not by art. 剐杀随你，要公开，别使小聪明。

　　Tell me thou lovest elsewhere, but in my sight, 呵，心肝，你不妨直说你芳心已改，

　　Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye aside: 万不要当我面与别人眉目传情。

　　What need'st thou wound with cunning when thy might Is more than my o'er-press'd defense can bide? 要伤我你毋需巧取，我势单力薄，怎挡得住你心藏百万雄兵？

　　Let me excuse thee: ah! my love well knows Her pretty looks have been mine enemies, 让我来为你辩护吧，唉我的爱知晓她那流盼的目光是我的敌人，

　　And therefore from my face she turns my foes, 于是她别转脸蛋将敌阵他引，

　　That they elsewhere might dart their injuries: 好使别处遭受兵灾的摧凌。

　　Yet do not so; but since I am near slain, 可是别，别这样，反正我已行将就木，

　　Kill me outright with looks and rid my pain. 你就用目光杀我吧，帮我把苦痛除根。