My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
我情人的眼睛绝不像太阳，
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
即便是珊瑚也远比她的朱唇红亮，
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
雪若算白，她的胸膛便算褐色苍苍，
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
若美发是金丝，她满头黑丝长。
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
曾见过似锦玫瑰红白相间，
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
却见不到她脸上有这样的晕光；
And in some perfumes is there more delight
有若干种香味叫人闻之欲醉，
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
我情人的口里却吐不出这样的芬芳。
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
我喜欢聆听她的声音，但我明白
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
悦耳的音乐比她的更甜美铿锵。
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
我承认我从没有见过仙女的步态，
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
反正我爱人只能在大地上徜徉。
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
老天在上，尽管有所谓美女盖世无双，
As any she belied with false compare.
可我爱人和她们相比，却也旗鼓相当。
