三五 NO more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. All men make faults, and even I in this, Authorizing thy trespass with compare, Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss, Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are; For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense (Thy adverse party is thy advocate) And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence; Such civil war is in my love and hate That I an accessory needs must be To that sweet thief which sourly robs me. 　　别再为你冒犯我的行为痛苦： 　　玫瑰花有刺，银色的泉有烂泥， 　　乌云和蚀把太阳和月亮玷污， 　　可恶的毛虫把香的嫩蕊盘据。 　　每个人都有错，我就犯了这点： 　　运用种种比喻来解释你的恶， 　　弄脏我自己来洗涤你的罪愆， 　　赦免你那无可赦免的大错过。 　　因为对你的败行我加以谅解—— 　　你的原告变成了你的辩护士—— 　　我对你起诉，反而把自己出卖： 　　爱和憎老在我心中互相排挤， 　　　　以致我不得不变成你的助手 　　　　去帮你劫夺我，你，温柔的小偷！