莎士比亚十四行诗第106首

Sonnet 106
When in the chronicle of wasted time
I see descriptions of the fairest wights
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best,
Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
I see their ántique pen would have expressed
Ev'n such a beauty as you master now.
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring,
And for they looked but with divining eyes,
They had not skill enough your worth to sing.
For we which now behold these present days,
Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.
在讲述过去的编年史中
我读到关于美人的描述
还有从他们得到灵感的美妙诗篇
赞美着逝去的淑女和可爱的骑士，
在罗列美人最美之处的目录，
美手，妙足，诱