- Take All My Loves (Sonnet 40) 歌词 Marius De Vries
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- Marius De Vries Take All My Loves (Sonnet 40) 歌词
- Marius De Vries
把我的所爱者夺走吧，全都夺走，
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
且看你是否比从前多添了朋俦？
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
爱呵，你找不到别的什么爱可称为真爱，
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
我所爱者原是你的，即便此前你未曾到手。
All mine was thine before thou hadst this more.
那么，假如你为爱我而夺走我的爱，
Then, if for my love thou my love receivest,
我岂能责怪你为爱我而将我的爱消受。
I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest;
但假如你自己骗自己，铁了心品味
But yet be blamed, if thou thyself deceivest
你不愿接受的活儿，我就真想骂你个够。
By wilful taste of what thyself refusest.
姑且原谅你的窃行，你这来头不小的小偷，
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
尽管你把我的全部家当统统掳走。
Although thou steal thee all my poverty:
然而爱是明白的：忍受爱的屈从俯就
And yet, love knows, it is a greater grief
要比忍受惧的公开伤害更令人忧愁。
To bear love’s wrong than hate’s known injury.
姑且原谅你的窃行，你这来头不小的小偷，
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
尽管你把我的全部家当统统掳走。
Although thou steal thee all my poverty:
然而爱是明白的：忍受爱的屈从俯就
And yet, love knows, it is a greater grief
要比忍受惧的公开伤害更令人忧愁。
To bear love’s wrong than hate’s known injury.
姑且原谅你的窃行，你这来头不小的小偷，
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
尽管你把我的全部家当统统掳走。
Although thou steal thee all my poverty:
把我的所爱者夺走吧，全都夺走，
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
且看你是否比从前多添了朋俦？
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
爱呵，你找不到别的什么爱可称为真爱，
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
我所爱者原是你的，即便此前你未曾到手。
All mine was thine before thou hadst this more.
那么，假如你为爱我而夺走我的爱，
Then, if for my love thou my love receivest,
我岂能责怪你为爱我而将我的爱消受。
I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest;
但假如你自己骗自己，铁了心品味
But yet be blamed, if thou thyself deceivest
你不愿接受的活儿，我就真想骂你个够。
By wilful taste of what thyself refusest.
姑且原谅你的窃行，你这来头不小的小偷，
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
尽管你把我的全部家当统统掳走。
Although thou steal thee all my poverty:
然而爱是明白的：忍受爱的屈从俯就
And yet, love knows, it is a greater grief
要比忍受惧的公开伤害更令人忧愁。
To bear love’s wrong than hate’s known injury.
可人的风流啊，连你的罪行都成了美德，
Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows,
用恨意杀死我吧，但我们绝不成为冤家对头。
Kill me with spites; yet we must not be foes
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