Sonnet 57
Being your slave what should I do but tend
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend；
Nor services to do till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour，
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you，
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour，
When you have bid your servant once adieu；
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought，
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose，
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are, how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love, that in your will，
Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.
五七
既然是你奴隶，我有什么可做，
除了时时刻刻伺候你的心愿？
我毫无宝贵的时间可消磨，
也无事可做，直到你有所驱遣。
我不敢骂那绵绵无尽的时刻，
当我为你，主人，把时辰来看守；
也不敢埋怨别离是多么残酷，
在你已经把你的仆人辞退后；
也不敢用妒忌的念头去探索
你究竟在哪里，或者为什么忙碌，
只是，像个可怜的奴隶，呆想着
你所在的地方，人们会多幸福。
爱这呆子是那么无救药的呆，
凭你为所欲为，他都不觉得坏。
