雙語(yǔ)·莎士比亞十四行詩(shī)集 110

CX

Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there

And made myself a motley to the view,

Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,

Made old offenses of affections new.

Most true it is that I have looked on truth

Askance and strangely; but by all above,

These blenches gave my heart another youth,

And worse essays proved thee my best of love.

Now all is done, save what shall have no end.

Mine appetite I never more will grind

On newer proof, to try an older friend,

A god in love, to whom I am confined.

Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best,

Even to thy pure and most most loving breast.