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^`IFromfairestcreatureswedesireincrease,Thattherebybeauty'srosemightneverdie,Butastheripershouldbytimedecease,Histenderheirmightbearhismemory:Butthoucontractedtothineownbrighteyes,Feed'stthylight'sflamewithself-substantialfuel,Makingafaminewhereabundancelies,Thyselfthyfoe,tothysweetselftoocruel:Thouthatartnowtheworld'sfreshornament,Andonlyheraldtothegaudyspring,Withinthineownbudburiestthycontent,And,tenderchurl,mak'stwasteinniggarding:Pitytheworld,orelsethisgluttonbe,Toeattheworld'sdue,bythegraveandthee.　一　　对天生的尤物我们要求蕃盛，以便美的玫瑰永远不会枯死，但开透的花朵既要及时雕零，就应把记忆交给娇嫩的后嗣；但你，只和你自己的明眸定情，把自己当燃料喂养眼中的火焰，和自己作对，待自己未免太狠，把一片丰沃的土地变成荒田。　　你现在是大地的清新的点缀，又是锦绣阳春的唯一的前锋，为什么把富源葬送在嫩蕊里，温柔的鄙夫，要吝啬，反而浪用？　　可怜这个世界吧，要不然，贪夫，就吞噬世界的份，由你和坟墓。IIWhenfortywintersshallbesiegethybrow,Anddigdeeptrenchesinthybeauty'sfield,Thyyouth'sproudliverysogazedonnow,Willbeatotter'dweedofsmallworthheld:Thenbeingasked,whereallthybeautylies,Whereallthetreasureofthylustydays;Tosay,withinthineowndeepsunkeneyes,Wereanall-eatingshame,andthriftlesspraise.Howmuchmorepraisedeserv'dthybeauty'suse,Ifthoucouldstanswer'ThisfairchildofmineShallsummycount,andmakemyoldexcuse,'Provinghisbeautybysuccessionthine!Thisweretobenewmadewhenthouartold,Andseethybloodwarmwhenthoufeel'stitcold.二　　当四十个冬天围攻你的朱颜，在你美的园地挖下深的战壕，你青春的华服，那么被人艳羡，将成褴褛的败絮，谁也不要瞧：那时人若问起你的美在何处，哪里是你那少壮年华的宝藏，你说，“在我这双深陷的眼眶里，是贪婪的羞耻，和无益的颂扬。”　　你的美的用途会更值得赞美，如果你能够说，“我这宁馨小童将 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我的账，宽恕我的老迈，”　　证实他的美在继承你的血统！　　这将使你在衰老的暮年更生，并使你垂冷的血液感到重温。　IIILookinthyglassandtellthefacethouviewestNowisthetimethatfaceshouldformanother;Whosefreshrepairifnowthounotrenewest,Thoudostbeguiletheworld,unblesssomemother.Forwhereisshesofairwhoseunear'dwombDisdainsthetillageofthyhusbandry?OrwhoishesofondwillbethetombOfhisself-love,tostopposterity?Thouartthymother'sglassandsheintheeCallsbackthelovelyAprilofherprime;Sothouthroughwindowsofthineageshaltsee,Despiteofwrinklesthisthygoldentime.Butifthoulive,remember'dnottobe,Diesingleandthineimagedieswiththee.三　　照照镜子，告诉你那镜中的脸庞，说现在这庞儿应该另造一副；如果你不赶快为它重修殿堂，就欺骗世界，剥掉母亲的幸福。　　因为哪里会有女人那么淑贞她那处女的胎不愿被你耕种？　　哪里有男人那么蠢，他竟甘心做自己的坟墓，绝自己的血统？　　你是你母亲的镜子，在你里面她唤回她的盛年的芳菲四月：同样，从你暮年的窗你将眺见——纵皱纹满脸——你这黄金的岁月。　　但是你活着若不愿被人惦记，就独自死去，你的肖像和你一起。　IVUnthriftyloveliness,whydostthouspendUponthyselfthybeauty'slegacy?Nature'sbequestgivesnothing,butdothlend,Andbeingfrankshelendstothosearefree:Then,beauteousniggard,whydostthouabuseThebounteouslargessgiventheetogive?Profitlessusurer,whydostthouuseSogreatasumofsums,yetcanstnotlive?Forhavingtrafficwiththyselfalone,Thouofthyselfthysweetselfdostdeceive:Thenhowwhennaturecallstheetobegone,Whatacceptableauditcanstthouleave?Thyunusedbeautymustbetombedwiththee,Which,used,livesth'executortobe.四　　俊俏的浪子，为什么把你那份美的遗产在你自己身上耗尽？　　造化的馈赠非赐予，她只出赁；她慷慨，只赁给宽宏大量的人。　　那么，美丽的鄙夫，为什么滥用那交给你转交给别人的厚礼？　　赔本的高利贷者，为什么浪用那么一笔大款，还不能过日子？　　因为你既然只和自己做买卖，就等于欺骗你那妩媚的自我。　　这样，你将拿什么账目去交代，当造化唤你回到她怀里长卧？　　你未用过的美将同你进坟墓；用呢，就活着去执行你的遗嘱。VThosehours,thatwithgentleworkdidframeThelovelygazewhereeveryeyedothdwell,WillplaythetyrantstotheverysameAndthatunfairwhichfairlydothexcel;Fornever-restingtimeleadssummeronTohideouswinter,andconfoundshimthere;Sapcheckedwithfrost,andlustyleavesquitegone,Beautyo'er-snowedandbarenesseverywhere:Thenwerenotsummer'sdistillationleft,Aliquidprisonerpentinwallsofglass,Beauty'seffectwithbeautywerebereft,Norit,nornoremembrancewhatitwas:Butflowersdistill'd,thoughtheywithwintermeet,Leesebuttheirshow;theirsubstancestilllivessweet.五　　那些时辰曾经用轻盈的细工织就这众目共注的可爱明眸，终有天对它摆出魔王的面孔，把绝代佳丽剁成龙锺的老丑：因为不舍昼夜的时光把盛夏带到狰狞的冬天去把它结果；生机被严霜窒息，绿叶又全下，白雪掩埋了美，满目是赤裸裸：那时候如果夏天尚未经提炼，让它凝成香露锁在玻璃瓶里，美和美的流泽将一起被截断，美，和美的记忆都无人再提起：但提炼过的花，纵和冬天抗衡，只失掉颜色，却永远吐着清芬。VIThenletnotwinter'sraggedhanddeface,Intheethysummer,erethoubedistilled:Makesweetsomevial;treasurethousomeplaceWithbeauty'streasureereitbeself-killed.Thatuseisnotforbiddenusury,Whichhappiesthosethatpaythewillingloan;That'sforthyselftobreedanotherthee,Ortentimeshappier,beittenforone;Tentimesthyselfwerehappierthanthouart,Iftenofthinetentimesrefiguredthee:Thenwhatcoulddeathdoifthoushouldstdepart,Leavingtheelivinginposterity?Benotself-willed,forthouartmuchtoofairTobedeath'sconquestandmakewormsthineheir.六　　那么，别让冬天嶙峋的手抹掉你的夏天，在你未经提炼之前：熏香一些瓶子；把你美的财宝藏在宝库里，趁它还未及消散。　　这样的借贷并不是违禁取利，既然它使那乐意纳息的高兴；这是说你该为你另生一个你，或者，一个生十，就十倍地幸运；十倍你自己比你现在更快乐，如果你有十个儿子来重现你：这样，即使你长辞，死将奈你何，既然你继续活在你的后裔里？　　别任性：你那么标致，何必甘心做死的胜利品，让蛆虫做子孙。　　VIILo!intheorientwhenthegraciouslightLiftsuphisburninghead,eachundereyeDothhomagetohisnew-appearingsight,Servingwithlookshissacredmajesty;Andhavingclimbedthesteep-upheavenlyhill,Resemblingstrongyouthinhismiddleage,Yetmortallooksadorehisbeautystill,Attendingonhisgoldenpilgrimage:Butwhenfromhighmostpitch,withwearycar,Likefeebleage,hereelethfromtheday,Theeyes,'foreduteous,nowconvertedareFromhislowtract,andlookanotherway:Sothou,thyselfoutgoinginthynoonUnlookedondiestunlessthougetason.七　　看，当普照万物的太阳从东方抬起了火红的头，下界的眼睛都对他初升的景象 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示敬仰，用目光来恭候他神圣的驾临；然后他既登上了苍穹的极峰，像精力饱满的壮年，雄姿英发，万民的眼睛依旧膜拜他的峥嵘，紧紧追随着他那疾驰的金驾。　　但当他，像耄年拖着尘倦的车轮，从绝顶颤巍巍地离开了白天，众目便一齐从他下沉的足印移开它们那原来恭顺的视线。　　同样，你的灿烂的日中一消逝，你就会悄悄死去，如果没后嗣。VIIIMusictohear,whyhear'stthoumusicsadly?Sweetswithsweetswarnot,joydelightsinjoy:Whylov'stthouthatwhichthoureceiv'stnotgladly,Orelsereceiv'stwithpleasurethineannoy?Ifthetrueconcordofwell-tunedsounds,Byunionsmarried,dooffendthineear,Theydobutsweetlychidethee,whoconfoundsInsinglenessthepartsthatthoushouldstbear.Markhowonestring,sweethusbandtoanother,Strikeseachineachbymutualordering;Resemblingsireandchildandhappymother,Who,allinone,onepleasingnotedosing:Whosespeechlesssongbeingmany,seemingone,Singsthistothee:'Thousinglewiltprovenone.'IXIsitforfeartowetawidow'seye,Thatthouconsum'stthyselfinsinglelife?Ah!ifthouissuelessshalthaptodie,Theworldwillwailtheelikeamakelesswife;TheworldwillbethywidowandstillweepThatthounoformoftheehastleftbehind,WheneveryprivatewidowwellmaykeepBychildren'seyes,herhusband'sshapeinmind:LookwhatanunthriftintheworlddothspendShiftsbuthisplace,forstilltheworldenjoysit;Butbeauty'swastehathintheworldanend,Andkeptunusedtheusersodestroysit.NolovetowardothersinthatbosomsitsThatonhimselfsuchmurd'rousshamecommits.XForshamedenythatthoubear'stlovetoany,Whoforthyselfartsounprovident.Grant,ifthouwilt,thouartbelovedofmany,Butthatthounonelov'stismostevident:Forthouartsopossessedwithmurderoushate,That'gainstthyselfthoustick'stnottoconspire,SeekingthatbeauteousrooftoruinateWhichtorepairshouldbethychiefdesire.O!changethythought,thatImaychangemymind:Shallhatebefairerlodgedthangentlelove?Be,asthypresenceis,graciousandkind,Ortothyselfatleastkind-heartedprove:Maketheeanotherselfforloveofme,Thatbeautystillmayliveinthineorthee.XIAsfastasthoushaltwane,sofastthougrow'stInoneofthine,fromthatwhichthoudepartest;Andthatfreshbloodwhichyounglythoubestow'st,Thoumaystcallthinewhenthoufromyouthconvertest.Hereinliveswisdom,beauty,andincrease;Withoutthisfolly,age,andcolddecay:Ifallweremindedso,thetimesshouldceaseAndthreescoreyearwouldmaketheworldaway.Letthosewhomnaturehathnotmadeforstore,Harsh,featureless,andrude,barrenlyperish:Lookwhomshebestendow'd,shegavethemore;Whichbounteousgiftthoushouldstinbountycherish:Shecarv'dtheeforherseal,andmeantthereby,Thoushouldstprintmore,notletthatcopydie.XIIWhenIdocounttheclockthattellsthetime,Andseethebravedaysunkinhideousnight;WhenIbeholdthevioletpastprime,Andsablecurls,allsilveredo'erwithwhite;WhenloftytreesIseebarrenofleaves,Whicherstfromheatdidcanopytheherd,Andsummer'sgreenallgirdedupinsheaves,Borneonthebierwithwhiteandbristlybeard,ThenofthybeautydoIquestionmake,Thatthouamongthewastesoftimemustgo,SincesweetsandbeautiesdothemselvesforsakeAnddieasfastastheyseeothersgrow;Andnothing'gainstTime'sscythecanmakedefenceSavebreed,tobravehimwhenhetakestheehence.XIIIO!thatyouwereyourself;but,love,youareNolongeryours,thanyouyourselfherelive:Againstthiscomingendyoushouldprepare,Andyoursweetsemblancetosomeothergive:SoshouldthatbeautywhichyouholdinleaseFindnodetermination;thenyouwereYourselfagain,afteryourself'sdecease,Whenyoursweetissueyoursweetformshouldbear.Wholetssofairahousefalltodecay,Whichhusbandryinhonourmightuphold,Againstthestormygustsofwinter'sdayAndbarrenrageofdeath'seternalcold?O!nonebutunthrifts.Dearmylove,youknow,Youhadafather:letyoursonsayso.XIVNotfromthestarsdoImyjudgementpluck;AndyetmethinksIhaveAstronomy,Butnottotellofgoodorevilluck,Ofplagues,ofdearths,orseasons'quality;NorcanIfortunetobriefminutestell,Pointingtoeachhisthunder,rainandwind,OrsaywithprincesifitshallgowellByoftpredictthatIinheavenfind:ButfromthineeyesmyknowledgeIderive,And,constantstars,inthemIreadsuchartAstruthandbeautyshalltogetherthrive,Iffromthyself,tostorethouwouldstconvert;OrelseoftheethisIprognosticate:Thyendistruth'sandbeauty'sdoomanddate.XVWhenIconsidereverythingthatgrowsHoldsinperfectionbutalittlemoment,ThatthishugestagepresentethnoughtbutshowsWhereonthestarsinsecretinfluencecomment;WhenIperceivethatmenasplantsincrease,Cheeredandcheckedevenbytheself-samesky,Vauntintheiryouthfulsap,atheightdecrease,Andweartheirbravestateoutofmemory;ThentheconceitofthisinconstantstaySetsyoumostrichinyouthbeforemysight,WherewastefulTimedebatethwithdecayTochangeyourdayofyouthtosulliednight,AndallinwarwithTimeforloveofyou,Ashetakesfromyou,Iengraftyounew.XVIButwhereforedonotyouamightierwayMakewaruponthisbloodytyrant,Time?AndfortifyyourselfinyourdecayWithmeansmoreblessedthanmybarrenrhyme?Nowstandyouonthetopofhappyhours,Andmanymaidengardens,yetunset,Withvirtuouswishwouldbearyoulivingflowers,Muchlikerthanyourpaintedcounterfeit:Soshouldthelinesoflifethatliferepair,Whichthis,Time'spencil,ormypupilpen,Neitherininwardworthnoroutwardfair,Canmakeyouliveyourselfineyesofmen.Togiveawayyourself,keepsyourselfstill,Andyoumustlive,drawnbyyourownsweetskill.XVIIWhowillbelievemyverseintimetocome,Ifitwerefill'dwithyourmosthighdeserts?ThoughyetheavenknowsitisbutasatombWhichhidesyourlife,andshowsnothalfyourparts.IfIcouldwritethebeautyofyoureyes,Andinfreshnumbersnumberallyourgraces,Theagetocomewouldsay'Thispoetlies;Suchheavenlytouchesne'ertouch'dearthlyfaces.'Soshouldmypapers,yellow'dwiththeirage,Bescorn'd,likeoldmenoflesstruththantongue,Andyourtruerightsbeterm'dapoet'srageAndstretchedmetreofanantiquesong:Butweresomechildofyoursalivethattime,Youshouldlivetwice,init,andinmyrhyme.XVIIIShallIcomparetheetoasummer'sday?Thouartmorelovelyandmoretemperate:RoughwindsdoshakethedarlingbudsofMay,Andsummer'sleasehathalltooshortadate:Sometimetoohottheeyeofheavenshines,Andoftenishisgoldcomplexiondimmed,Andeveryfairfromfairsometimedeclines,Bychance,ornature'schangingcourseuntrimmed:Butthyeternalsummershallnotfade,Norlosepossessionofthatfairthouow'st,Norshalldeathbragthouwander'stinhisshade,Whenineternallinestotimethougrow'st,Solongasmencanbreathe,oreyescansee,Solonglivesthis,andthisgiveslifetothee.XIXDevouringTime,bluntthouthelion'spaws,Andmaketheearthdevourherownsweetbrood;Pluckthekeenteethfromthefiercetiger'sjaws,Andburnthelong-liv'dphoenix,inherblood;Makegladandsorryseasonsasthoufleet'st,Anddowhate'erthouwilt,swift-footedTime,Tothewideworldandallherfadingsweets;ButIforbidtheeonemostheinouscrime:O!carvenotwiththyhoursmylove'sfairbrow,Nordrawnolinestherewiththineantiquepen;HiminthycourseuntainteddoallowForbeauty'spatterntosucceedingmen.Yet,dothyworstoldTime:despitethywrong,Myloveshallinmyverseeverliveyoung.XXAwoman'sfacewithnature'sownhandpainted,Hastthou,themastermistressofmypassion;Awoman'sgentleheart,butnotacquaintedWithshiftingchange,asisfalsewomen'sfashion:Aneyemorebrightthantheirs,lessfalseinrolling,Gildingtheobjectwhereuponitgazeth;Amaninhueallhuesinhiscontrolling,Whichstealsmen'seyesandwomen'ssoulsamazeth.Andforawomanwertthoufirstcreated;TillNature,asshewroughtthee,fella-doting,Andbyadditionmeoftheedefeated,Byaddingonethingtomypurposenothing.Butsincesheprick'dtheeoutforwomen'spleasure,Minebethyloveandthylove'susetheirtreasure.XXISoisitnotwithmeaswiththatMuse,Stirredbyapaintedbeautytohisverse,WhoheavenitselfforornamentdothuseAndeveryfairwithhisfairdothrehearse,MakingacouplementofproudcompareWithsunandmoon,withearthandsea'srichgems,WithApril'sfirst-bornflowers,andallthingsrare,Thatheaven'sairinthishugerondurehems.O!letme,trueinlove,buttrulywrite,Andthenbelieveme,myloveisasfairAsanymother'schild,thoughnotsobrightAsthosegoldcandlesfixedinheaven'sair:Letthemsaymorethatlikeofhearsaywell;Iwillnotpraisethatpurposenottosell.XXIIMyglassshallnotpersuademeIamold,Solongasyouthandthouareofonedate;Butwhenintheetime'sfurrowsIbehold,ThenlookIdeathmydaysshouldexpiate.Forallthatbeautythatdothcoverthee,Isbuttheseemlyraimentofmyheart,Whichinthybreastdothlive,asthineinme:HowcanIthenbeelderthanthouart?O!thereforelove,beofthyselfsowaryAsI,notformyself,butfortheewill;Bearingthyheart,whichIwillkeepsocharyAstendernurseherbabefromfaringill.Presumenotonthyheartwhenmineisslain,Thougav'stmethinenottogivebackagain.XXIIIAsanunperfectactoronthestage,Whowithhisfearisputbesidehispart,Orsomefiercethingrepletewithtoomuchrage,Whosestrength'sabundanceweakenshisownheart;SoI,forfearoftrust,forgettosayTheperfectceremonyoflove'srite,Andinmineownlove'sstrengthseemtodecay,O'ercharg'dwithburthenofmineownlove'smight.O!letmylooksbethentheeloquenceAnddumbpresagersofmyspeakingbreast,Whopleadforlove,andlookforrecompense,Morethanthattonguethatmorehathmoreexpress'd.O!learntoreadwhatsilentlovehathwrit:Tohearwitheyesbelongstolove'sfinewit.XXIVMineeyehathplay'dthepainterandhathsteel'd,Thybeauty'sformintableofmyheart;Mybodyistheframewherein'tisheld,Andperspectiveitisbestpainter'sart.Forthroughthepaintermustyouseehisskill,Tofindwhereyourtrueimagepictur'dlies,Whichinmybosom'sshopishangingstill,Thathathhiswindowsglazedwiththineeyes.Nowseewhatgoodturnseyesforeyeshavedone:Mineeyeshavedrawnthyshape,andthineformeArewindowstomybreast,where-throughthesunDelightstopeep,togazethereinonthee;Yeteyesthiscunningwanttogracetheirart,Theydrawbutwhattheysee,knownottheheart.XXVLetthosewhoareinfavourwiththeirstarsOfpublichonourandproudtitlesboast,WhilstI,whomfortuneofsuchtriumphbarsUnlook'dforjoyinthatIhonourmost.Greatprinces'favouritestheirfairleavesspreadButasthemarigoldatthesun'seye,Andinthemselvestheirprideliesburied,Foratafrowntheyintheirglorydie.Thepainfulwarriorfamousedforfight,Afterathousandvictoriesoncefoiled,Isfromthebookofhonourrazedquite,Andalltherestforgotforwhichhetoiled:ThenhappyI,thatloveandambeloved,WhereImaynotremovenorberemoved.XXVILordofmylove,towhominvassalageThymerithathmydutystronglyknit,TotheeIsendthiswrittenembassage,Towitnessduty,nottoshowmywit:Dutysogreat,whichwitsopoorasmineMaymakeseembare,inwantingwordstoshowit,ButthatIhopesomegoodconceitofthineInthysoul'sthought,allnaked,willbestowit:Tillwhatsoeverstarthatguidesmymoving,Pointsonmegraciouslywithfairaspect,Andputsapparelonmytotteredloving,Toshowmeworthyofthysweetrespect:ThenmayIdaretoboasthowIdolovethee;Tillthen,notshowmyheadwherethoumaystproveme.XXVIIWearywithtoil,Ihastemetomybed,Thedearreposeforlimbswithtraveltired;ButthenbeginsajourneyinmyheadToworkmymind,whenbody'swork'sexpired:Forthenmythoughts--fromfarwhereIabide--Intendazealouspilgrimagetothee,Andkeepmydroopingeyelidsopenwide,Lookingondarknesswhichtheblinddosee:Savethatmysoul'simaginarysightPresentsthyshadowtomysightlessview,Which,likeajewelhunginghastlynight,Makesblacknightbeauteous,andheroldfacenew.Lo!thus,bydaymylimbs,bynightmymind,Forthee,andformyself,noquietfind.XXVIIIHowcanIthenreturninhappyplight,Thatamdebarredthebenefitofrest?Whenday'soppressionisnoteas'dbynight,Butdaybynightandnightbydayoppress'd,Andeach,thoughenemiestoeither'sreign,Doinconsentshakehandstotortureme,Theonebytoil,theothertocomplainHowfarItoil,stillfartherofffromthee.Itelltheday,topleasehimthouartbright,Anddosthimgracewhencloudsdoblottheheaven:SoflatterItheswart-complexion'dnight,Whensparklingstarstwirenotthougild'sttheeven.Butdaydothdailydrawmysorrowslonger,Andnightdothnightlymakegrief'slengthseemstronger.XXIXWhenindisgracewithfortuneandmen'seyesIallalonebeweepmyoutcaststate,Andtroubledeafheavenwithmybootlesscries,Andlookuponmyself,andcursemyfate,Wishingmeliketoonemorerichinhope,Featuredlikehim,likehimwithfriendspossessed,Desiringthisman'sart,andthatman'sscope,WithwhatImostenjoycontentedleast;Yetinthesethoughtsmyselfalmostdespising,HaplyIthinkonthee,andthenmystate,LiketothelarkatbreakofdayarisingFromsullenearth,singshymnsatheaven'sgate;ForthysweetloverememberedsuchwealthbringsThatthenIscorntochangemystatewithkings.XXXWhentothesessionsofsweetsilentthoughtIsummonupremembranceofthingspast,IsighthelackofmanyathingIsought,Andwitholdwoesnewwailmydeartime'swaste:ThencanIdrownaneye,unusedtoflow,Forpreciousfriendshidindeath'sdatelessnight,Andweepafreshlove'slongsincecancell'dwoe,Andmoantheexpenseofmanyavanish'dsight:ThencanIgrieveatgrievancesforegone,Andheavilyfromwoetowoetello'erThesadaccountoffore-bemoanedmoan,WhichInewpayasifnotpaidbefore.ButifthewhileIthinkonthee,dearfriend,Alllossesarerestor'dandsorrowsend.XXXIThybosomisendearedwithallhearts,WhichIbylackinghavesupposeddead;AndtherereignsLove,andallLove'slovingparts,AndallthosefriendswhichIthoughtburied.HowmanyaholyandobsequioustearHathdearreligiouslovestol'nfrommineeye,Asinterestofthedead,whichnowappearButthingsremov'dthathiddenintheelie!Thouartthegravewhereburiedlovedothlive,Hungwiththetrophiesofmyloversgone,Whoalltheirpartsofmetotheedidgive,Thatdueofmanynowisthinealone:TheirimagesIlov'd,Iviewinthee,Andthou(allthey)hastalltheallofme.XXXIIIfthousurvivemywell-contentedday,WhenthatchurlDeathmyboneswithdustshallcoverAndshaltbyfortuneoncemorere-surveyThesepoorrudelinesofthydeceasedlover,Comparethemwiththebett'ringofthetime,Andthoughtheybeoutstrippedbyeverypen,Reservethemformylove,notfortheirrhyme,Exceededbytheheightofhappiermen.O!thenvouchsafemebutthislovingthought:'Hadmyfriend'sMusegrownwiththisgrowingage,Adearerbirththanthishislovehadbrought,Tomarchinranksofbetterequipage:Butsincehediedandpoetsbetterprove,TheirsfortheirstyleI'llread,hisforhislove'.XXXIIIFullmanyagloriousmorninghaveIseenFlatterthemountaintopswithsovereigneye,Kissingwithgoldenfacethemeadowsgreen,Gildingpalestreamswithheavenlyalchemy;AnonpermitthebasestcloudstorideWithuglyrackonhiscelestialface,Andfromtheforlornworldhisvisagehide,Stealingunseentowestwiththisdisgrace:Evensomysunoneearlymorndidshine,Withalltriumphantsplendouronmybrow;Butout,alack,hewasbutonehourmine,Theregioncloudhathmask'dhimfrommenow.Yethimforthismylovenowhitdisdaineth;Sunsoftheworldmaystainwhenheaven'ssunstaineth.XXXIVWhydidstthoupromisesuchabeauteousday,Andmakemetravelforthwithoutmycloak,Toletbasecloudso'ertakemeinmyway,Hidingthybraveryintheirrottensmoke?'Tisnotenoughthatthroughthecloudthoubreak,Todrytherainonmystorm-beatenface,Fornomanwellofsuchasalvecanspeak,Thathealsthewound,andcuresnotthedisgrace:Norcanthyshamegivephysictomygrief;Thoughthourepent,yetIhavestilltheloss:Theoffender'ssorrowlendsbutweakreliefTohimthatbearsthestrongoffence'scross.Ah!butthosetearsarepearlwhichthylovesheds,Andtheyarerichandransomallilldeeds.XXXVNomorebegrievedatthatwhichthouhastdone:Roseshavethorns,andsilverfountainsmud:Cloudsandeclipsesstainbothmoonandsun,Andloathsomecankerlivesinsweetestbud.Allmenmakefaults,andevenIinthis,Authorizingthytrespasswithcompare,Myselfcorrupting,salvingthyamiss,Excusingthysinsmorethanthysinsare;FortothysensualfaultIbringinsense,Thyadversepartyisthyadvocate,And'gainstmyselfalawfulpleacommence:Suchcivilwarisinmyloveandhate,ThatIanaccessaryneedsmustbe,Tothatsweetthiefwhichsourlyrobsfromme.XXXVILetmeconfessthatwetwomustbetwain,Althoughourundividedlovesareone:Soshallthoseblotsthatdowithmeremain,Withoutthyhelp,bymebebornealone.Inourtwolovesthereisbutonerespect,Thoughinourlivesaseparablespite,Whichthoughitalternotlove'ssoleeffect,Yetdothitstealsweethoursfromlove'sdelight.Imaynotevermoreacknowledgethee,Lestmybewailedguiltshoulddotheeshame,Northouwithpublickindnesshonourme,Unlessthoutakethathonourfromthyname:Butdonotso,Ilovetheeinsuchsort,Asthoubeingmine,mineisthygoodreport.XXXVIIAsadecrepitfathertakesdelightToseehisactivechilddodeedsofyouth,SoI,madelamebyFortune'sdearestspite,Takeallmycomfortofthyworthandtruth;Forwhetherbeauty,birth,orwealth,orwit,Oranyoftheseall,orall,ormore,Entitledinthyparts,docrownedsit,Imakemyloveengraftedtothisstore:SothenIamnotlame,poor,nordespis'd,WhilstthatthisshadowdothsuchsubstancegiveThatIinthyabundanceamsuffic'd,Andbyapar