能写成文字的，没有对你写出来？
Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?
能表达我的爱和你的美德的语文里
What's new to speak, what now to register,
还有什么新东西要述说和记载？
That may express my love or thy dear merit?
没有，美少年；但是，像祈祷一般，
Nothing, sweet boy, but yet, like prayers divine,
我必须天天把同样的话语宣讲；
I must each day say o'er the very same;
“你是我的，我是你的，”不厌烦，
Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,
像当初我崇拜你的美名一样。
Even as when first I hallowed thy fair name.
那么，我的爱就能既新鲜又永恒，
So that eternal love in love's fresh case
藐视着年代给予的损害和尘污，
Weighs not the dust and injury of age,
不让位给那总要来到的皱纹，
Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place,
反而使老年永远做他的童仆；
But makes antiquity for aye his page,
尽管时光和外貌要使爱凋零，
Finding the first conceit of love there bred
真正的爱永远有初恋的热情。
Where time and outward form would show it dead.