Let me not to the marriage of true minds

　　Admit impediments. Love is not love

　　Which alters when it alteration finds,

　　Or bends with the remover to remove:

　　O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

　　That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

　　It is the star to every wandering bark,

　　Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

　　Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

　　Within his bending sickle's compass come:

　　Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

　　But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

　　If this be error and upon me proved,

　　I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

　　我绝不承认两颗真心的结合

　　会有任何障碍;爱算不得真爱，

　　若是一看见人家改变便转舵，

　　或者一看见人家转弯便离开。

　　哦，决不!爱是亘古长明的塔灯，

　　它定睛望着风暴却兀不为动;

　　爱又是指引迷舟的一颗恒星，

　　你可量它多高，它所值却无穷。

　　爱不受时光的播弄，尽管红颜

　　和皓齿难免遭受时光的毒手;

　　爱并不因瞬息的改变而改变，

　　它巍然矗立直到末日的尽头。

　　我这话若说错，并被证明不确，

　　就算我没写诗，也没人真爱过。