莎士比亚十四行诗原文SONNET#1by:WilliamShakespeareFROMfairestcreatureswedesireincrease,Thattherebybeauty'srosemightneverdie,Butastheripershouldbytimedecease,Histenderheirmightbearhismemory;Butthou,contractedtothineownbrighteyes,Feed'stthylight'sflamewithself-substantialfuel,Makingafaminewhereabundancelies,Thyselfthyfoe,tothysweetselftoocruel.Thoutthatarenowtheworld'sfreshornamentAndonlyheraldtothegaudyspring,WithinthineownbudburiestthycontentAnd,tenderchurl,mak'stwasteinniggarding.Pitytheworld,orelsethisgluttonbe,Toeattheworld'sdue,bythegraveandthee.SONNET#2by:WilliamShakespeareWHENfortywintersshallbesiegethybrowAnddigdeeptrenchesinthybeauty'sfield,Thyyouth'sproudlivery,sogazedonnow,Willbeatotteredweedofsmallworthheld:Thenbeingaskedwhereallthybeautylies,Whereallthetreasureofthylustydays,Tosaywithinthineowndeep-sunkeneyesWereanall-eatingshameandthriftlesspraise.Howmuchmoreprasiedeservedthybeauty'suseIfthoucouldstanswer,'ThisfairchildofmineShallsummycountandmakemyoldexcuse,'Provinghisbeautybysuccessionthine.ThisweretobenewmadewhenthouartoldAndseethybloodwarmwhenthoufeel'stcold.SONNET#3by:WilliamShakespeareLOOKinthyglass,andtellthefacethouviewestNowisthetimethatfaceshouldformanother,Whosefreshrepairifnowthourenewest,Thoudostbeguiletheworld,unblesssomemother.ForwhereisshesofairwhoseunearedwombDisdainsthetillageofthyhusbandry?OrwhoishesofondwillbethetombOfhisself-love,tostopposterity?Thouartthymother'sglass,andsheintheeCallsbackthelovelyAprilofherprime;Sothouthroughwindowsofthineageshaltsee,Despiteofwrinkles,thisthygoldentime.Butifthouliverememb'rednottobe,Diesingle,andthineimagedieswiththee.SONNET#4by:WilliamShakespeareUNTHRIFTYloveliness,whydostthouspendUponthyselftheybeauty'slegacy?Nature'sbequestgivesnothingbutdothlend,And,beingfrank,shelendstothosearefree.Then,beateousniggard,whydostthouabuseThebounteouslargessgiventheetogive?Profitlessuserer,whydostthouuseSogreatasumofsums,yetcanstnotlive?For,havingtrafficwiththyselfalone,Thouofthyselfthysweetselfdostdeceive:Thenhow,whenNaturecallstheetobegone,Whatacceptableauditcanstthouleave?Thyunusedbeautymustbetombedwiththee,Which,usèd,livesth'executortobe.SONNET#5by:WilliamShakespeareTHOSEhoursthatwithgentleworkdidframeThelovelygazewhereeveryeyedothdwellWillplaythetyrantstotheverysameAndthatunfairwhichfairlydothexcel;Fornever-restingtimeleadssummeronTohideouswinterandconfoundshimthere,Sapcheckedwithfrostandlustyleavesquitegone,Beautyo'ersnowedandbarenesseverywhere.Then,werenotsummer'sdistillationleftAliquidprisonerpentinwallsofglass,Beauty'seffectwithbeautywerebereft,Noritnornoremembrancewhatitwas:Butflowersdistilled,thoughtheywithwintermeet,Leesebuttheresnow;theirsubstancestilllivessweet.6.by:WilliamShakespeareTHENletnotwinter'sraggedhanddefaceIntheethysummererethoubedistilled:Makesweetsomevial;treasurethousomeplaceWithbeauty'streasureereitbeself-killed.ThatuseisnotforbiddenusuryWhichhappiesthosethatpaythewillingloan;That'sforthyselftobreedanotherthee,Ortentimeshappierbeittenforone.Tentimesthyselfwerehappierthanthouart,Iftenofthinetentimesrefiguredthee:Thenwhatcoulddeathdoifthoushouldstdepart,Leavingtheelivinginposterity?Benotself-willed,forthouartmuchtoofairTobedeath'sconquestandmakewormsthineheir.SONNET#7by:WilliamShakespeareLO,intheorientwhenthegraciouslightLiftsuphisburninghead,eachundereyeDothhomagetohisnew-appearingsight,Se...
