Shall I compare thee to a summer's 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 growest: 

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.

——William Shakespeare 

 

莎翁的十四行诗第18首，一直以来都是我的最爱。

 

怎样幸运的女人，怎样绝世无匹的美，能籍由如此激情妙笔得以永生？

 

庄周梦蝶，蝶梦庄周；美人入诗，诗画美人。在岁月与死神面前，美是一时绽放的短命昙花，是一眼惊艳过后便萎地成灰的焰火，是捧在手心来不及舒展形致便消融成水的雪片冰晶。