整个灵魂，以及我全身各部；
And all my soul and all my every part;
对这种罪恶，没有治疗的药品，
And for this sin there is no remedy,
因为它在我的心底里根深蒂固。
It is so grounded inward in my heart.
我想我正直的形态，美丽的容貌，
Methinks no face so gracious is as mine,
无匹的忠诚，天下没有人比得上；
No shape so true, no truth of such account,
我要是给自己推算优点有多少，
And for myself mine own worth do define,
那就是：在任何方面比任谁都强。
As I all other in all worths surmount.
但镜子对我显示出：又黑又苍老，
But when my glass shows me myself indeed,
满面风尘，多裂纹，是我的真相，
Beated and chopped with tanned antiquity,
于是我了解我自爱完全是胡闹，
Mine own self-love quite contrary I read;
老这么爱着自己可不大正当。
Self so self-loving were iniquity.
我赞美自己，就是赞美你（我自己），
‘Tis thee, myself, that for myself I praise,
把你的青春美涂上我衰老的年纪。
Painting my age with beauty of thy days.