Sonnet 122

Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain       你的礼物--手册在我心口，
Full character'd with lasting memory,           密密麻麻填满记忆的槽沟。
Which shall above that idle rank remain,        比在寒酸的书页里更恒久，
Beyond all date; even to eternity:              穿越时空在我脑中享不朽。
Or, at the least, so long as brain and heart    或者只要心脏仍然有血流，
Have faculty by nature to subsist;              我大脑的自然功能还依旧。
Till each to raz'd oblivion yield his part      即使它们把你忘记的时候，
Of thee, thy record never can be miss'd.        有关你的记载也都不会丢。
That poor retention could not so much hold,     可怜的手册无法那样守候，
Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score;      我也无需将你爱刻入木头。
Therefore to give them from me was I bold,      所以我斗胆将你手册放走，
To trust those tables that receive thee more:   委托心表将你更好地接受。
To keep an adjunct to remember thee             依仗他物保持对你的记忆，
Were to import forgetfulness in me.             岂不证明我容易将你忘记。

－by William Shakespeare (1564－1616)           东海仙子译