Let those who are in favour with their stars

Of public honour and proud titles boast,

Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,

Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most.

Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread

But as the marigold at the sun's eye,

And in themselves their pride lies buried,

For at a frown they in their glory die.

The painful warrior¹ famoused for fight,

After a thousand victories once foil'd,

Is from the book of honour razed² quite,

And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd:

Then happy I, that love and am beloved

Where I may not remove nor be removed.

让那些人（他们既有吉星高照）

到处夸说他们的显位和高官，

至于我，命运拒绝我这种荣耀，

只暗中独自赏玩我心里所欢。

王公的宠臣舒展他们的金叶

不过像太阳眷顾下的金盏花，

他们的骄傲在自己身上消灭，

一蹙额便足雕谢他们的荣华。

转战沙场的名将不管多功高，

百战百胜后只要有一次失手，

便从功名册上被人一笔勾消，

毕生的勋劳只落得无声无臭：

那么，爱人又被爱，我多么幸福！

我既不会迁徙，又不怕被驱逐。