Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,
为什么你期许如此的晴空丽日，
And make me travel forth without my cloak,
使我轻装上路，不虑遮风避雨，
To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,
而一旦我涉足中途，你却让浓云翻飞，
Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke?
使你四射的光芒在迷雾中消失？
'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break,
纵然你后来又穿破密云浓雾，
To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face,
晒干我脸上暴风雨时留下的雨珠，
For no man well of such a salve can speak
然而无人会称赞你这种治病药膏：
That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace:
医治了创伤，医不了心灵的痛楚。
Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief;
你的羞惭难冰释我彻骨的忧愁，
Though thou repent, yet I have still the loss:
你虽痛悔再三，我却惆怅依旧。
The offender's sorrow lends but weak relief
犯罪者引咎自责，又怎能够驱除
To him that bears the strong offence's cross.
替人受罪者内心的极度悲苦！
Ah! but those tears are pearl which thy love sheds,
但是，唉，你流出的情泪是颗颗明珠，
And they are rich and ransom all ill deeds.
价值连城，使你的一切罪恶获得救赎。
