For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any,

Who for thyself art so unprovident.

Grant, if thou wilt¹, thou art beloved of many,

But that thou none lovest is most evident;

For thou art so possess'd with murderous hate

That 'gainst thyself thou stick'st not to conspire².

Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate

Which to repair should be thy chief desire.

O, change thy thought, that I may change my mind!

Shall hate be fairer lodged³ than gentle love?

Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind,

Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove:

Make thee another self, for love of me,

That beauty still may live in thine or thee.

羞呀，否认你并非不爱任何人，

对待你自己却那么欠缺绸缪。

承认，随你便，许多人对你钟情，

但说你并不爱谁，谁也要点头。

因为怨毒的杀机那么缠住你，

你不惜多方设计把自己戕害，

锐意摧残你那座峥嵘的殿宇，

你唯一念头却该是把它重盖。

哦，赶快回心吧，让我也好转意！

难道憎比温婉的爱反得处优？

你那么貌美，愿你也一样心慈，

否则至少对你自己也要温柔。

另造一个你吧，你若是真爱我，

让美在你儿子或你身上永活。