快交给别人你那俊秀的肖像。
这样，你所租赁的朱颜就永远
不会有满期;于是你又将变成
你自己，当你已经离开了人间，
既然你儿子保留着你的倩影。
谁肯让一座这样的华厦倾颓，
如果小心地看守便可以维护
它的光彩，去抵抗隆冬的狂吹
和那冷酷的死神无情的暴怒?
哦，除非是浪子;我爱呀，你知道
你有父亲;让你儿子也可自豪。
篇四
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;
And yet methinks I have astronomy,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well,
By oft Pdict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,