Full many a glorious morning have I seen

　　Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,

　　Kissing with golden face the meadows green,

　　Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;

　　Anon permit the basest clouds to ride

　　With ugly rack on his celestial face,

　　And from the forlorn world his visage hide,

　　Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:

　　Even so my sun one early morn did shine

　　With all triumphant splendor on my brow;

　　But out, alack! he was but one hour mine;

　　The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now.

　　Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;

　　Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.

　　多少次我曾看见灿烂的朝阳

　　用他那至尊的眼媚悦着山顶，

　　金色的脸庞吻着青碧的草场，

　　把黯淡的溪水镀成一片黄金：

　　然后蓦地任那最卑贱的云彩

　　带着黑影驰过他神圣的霁颜，

　　把他从这凄凉的世界藏起来，

　　偷移向西方去掩埋他的污点;

　　同样，我的太阳曾在一个清朝

　　带着辉煌的光华临照我前额;

　　但是唉!他只一刻是我的荣耀，

　　下界的乌云已把他和我遮隔。

　　我的爱却并不因此把他鄙贱，

　　天上的太阳有瑕疵，何况人间!