Full many a glorious morning have I seen

Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,

Kissing with golden face the meadows green,

Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;

Anon permit the basest clouds to ride

With ugly rack on his celestial face,

And from the forlorn world his visage hide,

Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:

Even so my sun one early morn did shine

With all triumphant splendor on my brow;

But out, alack! he was but one hour mine;

The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now.

Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;

Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.

多少次我曾看见灿烂的朝阳

用他那至尊的眼媚悦着山顶，

金色的脸庞吻着青碧的草场，

把黯淡的溪水镀成一片黄金：

然后蓦地任那最卑贱的云彩

带着黑影驰过他神圣的霁颜，

把他从这凄凉的世界藏起来，

偷移向西方去掩埋他的污点；

同样，我的太阳曾在一个清朝

带着辉煌的光华临照我前额；

但是唉！他只一刻是我的荣耀，

下界的乌云已把他和我遮隔。

我的爱却并不因此把他鄙贱，

天上的太阳有瑕疵，何况人间！