艾伦·瑞克曼 | 朗读 Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

我的爱人没有阳光一般明亮的眼睛，

Coral is far more red than her lips' red;

也远远没有赛过珊瑚的红唇；

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

她的胸脯比白雪幽暗；

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

如麻的黑发长在她的头顶。

I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,

我见过红、白各色的玫瑰，

But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

可玫瑰的颜色在她面颊上全无踪影；

And in some perfumes is there more delight

如果说香水气味芬芳

Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

可她的呼吸中香味难寻。

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

我爱听她开口讲话，

That music hath a far more pleasing sound;

虽远不如音乐悦耳动听；

I grant I never saw a goddess go;

我的爱人走路是常人的步态；

My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:

我承认从未见过仙女的身形：

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

然而，天啊，我的爱人弥足珍贵，

As any she belied with false compare.

尽管难与那些美妙的比喻相提并论。