Sonnets of William Shakespeare-Sonnet 125

　　With my extern the outward honouring,

　　Or laid great bases for eternity,

　　Which prove more short than waste or ruining?

　　Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour

　　Lose all, and more, by paying too much rent,

　　For compound sweet forgoing simple savour,

　　Pitiful thrivers, in their gazing spent?

　　No, let me be obsequious in thy heart,

　　And take thou my oblation, poor but free,

　　Which is not mix'd with seconds, knows no art,

　　But mutual render, only me for thee.

　　Hence, thou suborn'd informer! a true soul

　　When most impeach'd stands least in thy control.

　　這對(duì)我何益，縱使我高擎華蓋，

　　用我的外表來(lái)為你妝點(diǎn)門面，

　　或奠下偉大基礎(chǔ)，要留芳萬(wàn)代，

　　其實(shí)比荒涼和毀滅為期更短?

　　難道我沒(méi)見(jiàn)過(guò)拘守儀表的人，

　　付出高昂的代價(jià)，卻喪失一切，

　　厭棄淡泊而拚命去追求葷辛，

　　可憐的贏利者，在顧盼中雕謝?

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