镜子就无法使我相信我老；
So long as youth and thou are of one date,
我要在你的脸上见到了皱纹，
But when in thee Time's furrows I behold,
才相信我的死期即将来到。
Then look I death my days should expiate.
因为那裹着你一身的全部美丽
For all that beauty that doth cover thee
只是我胸中这颗心合适的衣裳，
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
我俩的心儿都交换在对方的胸膛里；
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me.
那么，我怎么还能够比你年长？
How can I then be elder than thou art?
所以，我爱呵，你得当心你自身
O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary
像我当心我（为你，不为我）那样；
As I, not for myself, but for thee will,
我将小心在胸中守着你的心，
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
像乳娘情深，守护着婴儿无恙。
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
我的心一死，你的心就失去依据；
Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain;
你把心给了我，不能再收它回去。
Thou gav'st me thine, not to give back again.