Sonnet 130

My mistress'eyes are nothing like the sun；

Coral is far more red than her lips red；

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun；

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damasked, red and white，

But no such roses see I in her cheeks；

And in some perfumes is there more delight

Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That music hath a far more pleasing sound；

I grant I never saw a goddess go，

My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

As any she belied with false compare.

一三〇

我情妇的眼睛一点不像太阳；

珊瑚比她的嘴唇还要红得多。

雪若算白，她的胸就暗褐无光，

发若是铁丝，她头上铁丝婆娑。

我见过红白的玫瑰，轻纱一般；

她颊上却找不到这样的玫瑰；

有许多芳香非常逗引人喜欢，

我情妇的呼吸并没有这香味。

我爱听她谈话，可是我很清楚

音乐的悦耳远胜于她的嗓子；

我承认从没有见过女神走路，

我情妇走路时候却脚踏实地。

可是，我敢指天发誓，我的爱侣

胜似任何被捧作天仙的美女。