勃朗宁夫人十四行诗之一

Can it be right to give what I can give?              给，我所能给予的，是否不够道德？

To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears          是否不够道德，只能让你置身于泪雨下，

As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years    苦涩， 听我太息的年华，

Re-sighing on my lips renunciative                    绕我舌边一再叹息，

Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live

哪怕你严辞祈求

For all thy adjurations? O my fears,                    也无法挽救我稍纵即逝的微笑？

That this can scarce be right! We are not peers,

我只怕不对，哪能不恐惧！

So to be lovers; and I own, and grieve,

我们算不得同行者，更不是爱人；

That givers of such gifts as mine are, must

我承认，我悲伤，我这样的给予者，

Be counted with the ungenerous. Out, alas!

给予的必定不足。唉，离开吧！

I will not soil thy purple with my dust,

我不想你的紫袍沾染我的灰尘，

Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass,

不愿意把我的毒气呼进你的威尼斯酒杯，

Nor give thee any love --- which were unjust.

也不会显示给你一丝爱意——那不公平。

Belovèd, I love only thee! let it pass.

我爱，我就爱你好了！其他不在我意