Not from the stars do I my judgment¹ pluck;

And yet methinks I have astronomy,

But not to tell of good or evil luck,

Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;

Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,

Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,

Or say with princes if it shall go well,

By oft predict that I in heaven find:

But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive²,

And, constant stars, in them I read such art

As truth and beauty shall together thrive,

If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;

Or else of thee this I prognosticate:

Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom³ and date.

并非从星辰我采集我的推断；

可是我以为我也精通占星学，

但并非为了推算气运的通蹇，

以及饥荒、瘟疫或四时的风色；

我也不能为短促的时辰算命，

指出每个时辰的雷电和风雨，

或为国王占卜流年是否亨顺，

依据我常从上苍探得的天机。

我的术数只得自你那双明眸，

恒定的双星，它们预兆这吉祥：

只要你回心转意肯储蓄传后，

真和美将双双偕你永世其昌。

要不然关于你我将这样昭示：

你的末日也就是真和美的死。