日期：2007-12-24 XIII O！ that you were your self； but， love you are No longer yours， than you your self here live： Against this coming end you should prepare， And your sweet semblance to some other give： So should that beauty which you hold in lease Find no d... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XIV Not from the stars do I my judgement 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... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XV When I consider every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment， That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment； When I perceive that men as plants increase， Cheered and checked ev... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XVI But wherefore do not you a mightier way Make war upon this bloody tyrant， Time？ And fortify your self in your decay With means more blessed than my barren rhyme？ Now stand you on the top of happy hours， And many maiden gardens， yet unset，... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XVII Who will believe my verse in time to come， If it were fill'd with your most high deserts？ Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb Which hides your life， and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes， And in fre... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XVIII Shall I compare thee to a summer's day？ Thou art more lovely and more temperate： Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date： Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold co... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XIX Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood； Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws, And burn the long-liv'd phoenix, in her blood； Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets, And do wha... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XX A woman's face with nature's own hand painted, Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion； A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted With shifting change, as is false women's fashion： An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, Gi... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXI So is it not with me as with that Muse, Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven itself for ornament doth use And every fair with his fair doth rehearse, Making a couplement of proud compare' With sun and moon, with earth and sea's r... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXII My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date； But when in thee time's furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate. For all that beauty that doth cover thee, Is but the seemly raiment of my h... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXIII As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put beside his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart； So I, for fear of trust, forget to say The perfect ceremony of lo... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXIV Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd, Thy beauty's form in table of my heart； My body is the frame wherein 'tis held, And perspective it is best painter's art. For through the painter must you see his skill, To find where your tru... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXV Let those who are in favour with their stars Of public honour and proud titles boast, Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most. Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread But as the marigold at t... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXVI Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit, To thee I send this written embassage, To witness duty, not to show my wit： Duty so great, which wit so poor as mine May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it, B... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXVII Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear respose for limbs with travel tir'd； But then begins a journey in my head To work my mind, when body's work's expired： For then my thoughtsfrom far where I abide- Intend a zealous pilgrimage to... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXVIII How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarre'd the benefit of rest？ When day's oppression is not eas'd by night, But day by night and night by day oppress'd, And each, though enemies to either's reign, Do in consent shake hands to... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXIX When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featur'd like him, like him wit... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXX When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste： Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXXI Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, Which I by lacking have supposed dead； And there reigns Love, and all Love's loving parts, And all those friends which I thought buried. How many a holy and obsequious tear Hath dear religious love stol'n... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-12-24 XXXII If thou survive my well-contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover And shalt by fortune once more re-survey These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover, Compare them with the bett'ring of the time, And though they be o... 阅读全文>>