by William Shakespeare

　　Shall I compare thee to a summers day?

　　Thou art more lovely and more temperate;

　　Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

　　And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

　　Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

　　And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;

　　And every fair from fair sometime declines,

　　By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;

　　But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

　　Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;

　　Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,

　　When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:

　　So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

　　So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

　　第18首十四行诗

　　能不能让我来把你比作夏日?

　　你可是更加可爱，更加温婉;

　　狂风会吹落五月里开的好花儿，

　　夏季租出的日子又未免太短暂：

　　有时候苍天的巨眼照得太灼热，

　　他那金彩的脸色也会被遮暗;

　　每一样美呀，总会离开美而凋落，

　　被时机或是自然的代谢所摧残;

　　但是你永久的夏天决不会凋枯，

　　你永远不会失去你美的形相：

　　死神夸不着你在他影子里踯躅，

　　你将在不朽的诗中与时间同长;

　　只要人类在呼吸，眼睛看得见，

　　我这诗就活着，使你的生命绵延。