CXXX<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun, Coral is far more red, than her lips red, If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun: If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head: I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks, And in some perfumes is there more delight, Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know, That music hath a far more pleasing sound: I grant I never saw a goddess go, My mistress when she walks treads on the ground. And yet by heaven I think my love as rare, As any she belied with false compare. 130 我情妇的眼睛一点不像太阳; 珊瑚比她的嘴唇还要红得多: 雪若算白,她的胸就暗褐无光, 发若是铁丝,她头上铁丝婆娑。 我见过红白的玫瑰,轻纱一般; 她颊上却找不到这样的玫瑰; 有许多芳香非常逗引人喜欢, 我情妇的呼吸并没有这香味。 我爱听她谈话,可是我很清楚 音乐的悦耳远胜于她的嗓子; 我承认从没有见过女神走路, 我情妇走路时候却脚踏实地: 可是,我敢指天发誓,我的爱侣 胜似任何被捧作天仙的美女。 (梁宗岱 译) |
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